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Elena

"She was one of the best friends anyone could ever wish for."

"Elena Gilbert was one of the most talented and hard working students, who had a great life ahead of her."

"There was some ups and downs, but Elena knew how to get through it all."

It all went on and on, hundreds of voices speaking, but there was one that had never said a word through it all. Damon. I could see him sitting in the middle, towards the end of the isle, for easy access out. He just sat there, his arm resting on the arm rest beside him, shaking. I look to Damon and then to Stefan who sat on the complete opposite side of the church, next to group of unknown faces, a girl leaning on his arm. Who's that? I ask myself. Caroline, Bonnie, Tyler, Mat, and Jeremy all sit towards the front. Alaric next to them, holding an upset aunt in his arms. I'm so sorry Jenna! I wanted to say.

The casket in the middle of the floor, in the front, laid closed. My mind can't help but wonder if someone is actually in there, or if it's empty. How could Klaus do this to me. First take me away, telling me that I have no life back in Mystic Falls because everyone thinks I'm dead, and then taking me to see my own funeral. What kind of sick joke is this?

I look towards Klaus, "Please, let's go! I don't want to be here." I try to say, but end up only mouthing the words. Crap I forgot, compelled.

Klaus looks down at me expressionless, and it's then I realize he's going to do something even worse. "Stay here. I don't want you walking off without me, now do I?" Klaus whispers. "I don't want anyone to see you, just yet."

I just nod looking down at the floor as he retreats back towards the stairs. A moment later, I hear the downstairs church doors open, and a moment later everyone is staring straight at the back of the room.

"Oh please, don't stop on my account." Klaus' British accent spoke out loud.

Damon finally moves from his spot then, making his way toward Klaus. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Oh, I heard there was a family reunion here." Klaus chuckles. "Last time I heard, it was still a free country, so I have the right to speak when I wish."

"You have the right to leave." Damon says. "Can't you see no one wants you here? Can't you see you've done more damage this time?"

Klaus grabs at Damon, throwing him into a head lock, while walking toward the podium. Damon, struggling within Klaus' hold, acting furious as ever. When Klaus makes it up to the podium, he throws Damon to the floor, and steps on his stomach, preventing him from getting up.

"This is how it's going to go," Klaus shouted a little louder. "You petty humans are weak." He moves his foot to Damon's neck and steps down harder. "You would be dead if it wasn't for me. I could've killed you all, but I haven't. I like this town." Klaus' pressure on Damon's neck causes Damon to look up and out towards the audience. "Leave me to my business and I will leave your petty town alone. Call this a sympathy gift."

Damon's eyes meet mine and I know immediately he sees me up here. I try to speak, but all I get is mouthing words. So I do my best, praying that he can read lips from this far away. "Help me! Klaus! Not Dead! Outside of town!"

Elena? Is that really you?Damon's voice fills my head. Klaus catches Damon's gaze at me, and steps harder until the crack of his neck fills the room and the room goes quiet. He killed Damon!

Klaus' eyes meet mine and his words speak out in my mind. Go and wait in the car, Elena. I shake my head. GO! Wait in the God Damned Car, Elena! Before I decide to kill people who WON'T come back after I kill them. I give him a shocked look and avert my gaze running out of the church, and toward the car.

A few moments later, Klaus comes out of the church, blood all over his white under shirt. His expression was as pissed off as any hybrid could ever be. He gets into the drivers seat, and shifts into gear, driving away. I give him a shocked look, not helping but to stare.

"What?" Klaus says. "Get it over with, I don't want to hear you blabbing on all night."

"What happened? What's all that blood? Who's blood is that?"

He rolls his eyes. "Don't worry about it, Love."

"Don't worry about it?" I almost shout. "You bring me to my flippin' funeral and snap my friends neck, tell me to go out to the car, and then come out covered in blood. And you tell me not to worry?"

Klaus presses harder on the accelerator. "Yes, I'm telling you not to worry about it. The Salvatore's will definitely be leaving us alone now."

I shake my head, staring out of the window. "This is unbelievable!" Klaus left me thinking, 'The Salvatore's will definitely be leaving us alone now.' What does that mean? Did they try going after Klaus? "Wait, what do you mean now? What was this whole 'trip' about? Klaus God damn it talk to me!"

"They're planning something behind my back." He takes his eyes off the road, turning his gaze upon me. "They want me dead! They've been sneaking around my house, following my hybrids, and even following me for weeks!"

"So you're pissed off. Big deal. A lot of people want you dead. That doesn't mean you have to go around snapping peoples necks!" I then begin to yell.

"Watch your tone! I may have saved you once, but I sure as hell can shut you up just as easily!" He yells, looking back towards the road.

Moments later, Klaus pulls into the driveway of the old, cabin house. Getting out of the car, I slam the door shut, and make my way for the door, when someone speaks up behind me.

"So this is what you're doing Klaus?" Stefan's voice speaks up. "You get all defensive at Elena's funeral and then you come home to some slut?"

I pause, my hand freezing in mid air. I restrain myself from running up to him and slapping him across the face, for his stupid comment. Stefan's face bore into my back, as he flashed right beside me.

"Don't touch her!" Klaus' defensive voice yelled.

"I'm taking her home, Klaus. She's human, she should be able to live her life!"

Klaus just laughed. "Yea, just like Elena? You left her to die in that river!"

Stefan's hand grabbed my arm, pulling me away from the door, away from Klaus. "What's your name?" He whispers. I don't dare speak a word. I don't dare look up. "Did he hurt you?"

I lift my face to meet his. His breath stops short, and Klaus is gripping my arms, pulling me into the house. Obviously, keeping me away from Stefan's reach, since he couldn't enter the house.

"Elena...?"

Klaus gave out a long sigh. "Stefan, you shouldn't have come."

Stefan moved toward the door, just to be thrown back by the invisible force field. "Elena!" He shouted. "Elena, come here. Come back!" I'm only a few feet away from the door. I take a step, but Klaus holds me back. I look towards Stefan and he leans against the door, looking straight for my eyes. It takes me a moment to see his eyes dilating, but before I have a chance to look away he begins to speak. "Elena, come with me. Come home with me right now."

I nod walking for the door, and despite the protests of Klaus, I follow my way towards Stefan. Before I reach the door, Klaus grabs for my arm. Bending down to my eye level, he looks me in the eye. His eyes not of deceit, but of truth. "I'll let you go, Elena. There's nothing stopping you this time, but know that where ever you are, I'm not too far behind. If you need anything, all you have to do is yell for me, and I'll be there. When you want to come home," He pauses to smile. "I'll always have an open door for you, Love." He kisses my hand, and my feet carry me toward the door, and into the hands of my first love. "As for you, Stefan. Watch out. You and your petty friends may be up to something, but I will find out what it is." Was Klaus' final warning.