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A/N: Be nice and leave me some feedback! *pouts*
"This is it, Elena. I don't want to see you, hear you or be with you ever again!" Stefan shouted, his words breaking Elena's heart.
She had never believed that words could hurt a person so much. Never...until now. Elena felt the pain begin to spread; from her pierced heart, to her soul and lastly to her body. She closed her eyes, wishing that this nightmare, or whatever it was would, just end. That she would open her eyes and lie in her bed, listening to Jenna talk to Alaric on the phone, maybe look at her text messages and see that she had many missed calls, that she would go to school and have Stefan comfort her on whatever problems she was having at the moment. That everything would just...be okay. Be normal.
But when Elena opened her eyes again, she saw nothing along the lines of what she had wished. A dark, empty street was opening itself in front of her...
With no Stefan.
Elena physically crippled by the pain that Stefan's words had caused her. She screamed, desperately trying to empty it from her, but nothing changed. It stayed, like rusty nails clawing onto her heart, slowly ripping it apart until it was nothing.
Nothing.
And then Elena ran. She ran into nowhere, trying to get rid of the terrible feeling that was enclosing her. She ran until her energy was drained and her legs refused to carry her any further.
She looked around. She was in a dark, dirty street; like the ones that existed in horror movies. She heard a loud, hyena-like laughter and slowly turned around. Three guys, who seemed around the age of twenty, were standing a few metres behind her, whisky bottles in their hands and a lust-filled expression on their faces.
Elena suddenly became afraid. She had absolutely no idea where she was and these people looked quite dangerous.
"Hello, love!" She jumped as one of them addressed her, coming closer slowly. "Would you like to join us for a drink?"
The man's breath reeked of alcohol. Elena shook her head and took a small step backwards. The guy followed.
"Ya sure? If you don't, I promise that you'll regret it," a second man told her, smirking smugly
Elena gulped and looked around for any signs of somebody who might help her. How long would it take Damon to find her? And when he did, would she already be dead?
"Oh, pity that you're not interested," the third man told her, pushing her into the arms of the second.
They had all formed a triangle around her now, so there was no chance of escaping.
"C'mon, give it a go!" the second told her. "Oh and also... Don't even think of screaming," he added, pulling a knife out and placing it upon her neck.
Elena panicked. She began writhing in the second's firm grip, desperate to get away from these people.
But all of a sudden, a car came around the corner and before she could comprehend what was happening, the door was open and a shadow shot, like a bolt of lightning out of the car and to the guy that was holding her. The man let her go immediately and crumpled to the ground. Elena bent down and saw bite marks on the man's neck.
She then looked up and saw a male figure bent down on top of the cadavers of the other two men's bodies. Elena was so grateful, she forgot all of the fear and the pain. Damon had made it in time...
"Damon!" she exclaimed, gratefully walking over to the still turning-his-back-on-her vampire "Oh, Damon I am so grateful that you managed to get here in time. I thought I was going to die! Thank you so much…"
Damon shook his head.
"No need to thank me, love..."
"What the-?"
That was not Damon's voice.
The vampire slowly turned around... Elena gasped.
"Klaus."
I feel mean right now...first chapter and a cliffhanger. I'm a horrible person, I know... Muahahahahahaha!
A/N: Be nice and leave me some feedback! *pouts*
"This is it, Elena. I don't want to see you, hear you or be with you ever again!" Stefan shouted, his words breaking Elena's heart.
She had never believed that words could hurt a person so much. Never...until now. Elena felt the pain begin to spread; from her pierced heart, to her soul and lastly to her body. She closed her eyes, wishing that this nightmare, or whatever it was would, just end. That she would open her eyes and lie in her bed, listening to Jenna talk to Alaric on the phone, maybe look at her text messages and see that she had many missed calls, that she would go to school and have Stefan comfort her on whatever problems she was having at the moment. That everything would just...be okay. Be normal.
But when Elena opened her eyes again, she saw nothing along the lines of what she had wished. A dark, empty street was opening itself in front of her...
With no Stefan.
Elena physically crippled by the pain that Stefan's words had caused her. She screamed, desperately trying to empty it from her, but nothing changed. It stayed, like rusty nails clawing onto her heart, slowly ripping it apart until it was nothing.
Nothing.
And then Elena ran. She ran into nowhere, trying to get rid of the terrible feeling that was enclosing her. She ran until her energy was drained and her legs refused to carry her any further.
She looked around. She was in a dark, dirty street; like the ones that existed in horror movies. She heard a loud, hyena-like laughter and slowly turned around. Three guys, who seemed around the age of twenty, were standing a few metres behind her, whisky bottles in their hands and a lust-filled expression on their faces.
Elena suddenly became afraid. She had absolutely no idea where she was and these people looked quite dangerous.
"Hello, love!" She jumped as one of them addressed her, coming closer slowly. "Would you like to join us for a drink?"
The man's breath reeked of alcohol. Elena shook her head and took a small step backwards. The guy followed.
"Ya sure? If you don't, I promise that you'll regret it," a second man told her, smirking smugly
Elena gulped and looked around for any signs of somebody who might help her. How long would it take Damon to find her? And when he did, would she already be dead?
"Oh, pity that you're not interested," the third man told her, pushing her into the arms of the second.
They had all formed a triangle around her now, so there was no chance of escaping.
"C'mon, give it a go!" the second told her. "Oh and also... Don't even think of screaming," he added, pulling a knife out and placing it upon her neck.
Elena panicked. She began writhing in the second's firm grip, desperate to get away from these people.
But all of a sudden, a car came around the corner and before she could comprehend what was happening, the door was open and a shadow shot, like a bolt of lightning out of the car and to the guy that was holding her. The man let her go immediately and crumpled to the ground. Elena bent down and saw bite marks on the man's neck.
She then looked up and saw a male figure bent down on top of the cadavers of the other two men's bodies. Elena was so grateful, she forgot all of the fear and the pain. Damon had made it in time...
"Damon!" she exclaimed, gratefully walking over to the still turning-his-back-on-her vampire "Oh, Damon I am so grateful that you managed to get here in time. I thought I was going to die! Thank you so much…"
Damon shook his head.
"No need to thank me, love..."
"What the-?"
That was not Damon's voice.
The vampire slowly turned around... Elena gasped.
"Klaus."
I feel mean right now...first chapter and a cliffhanger. I'm a horrible person, I know... Muahahahahahaha!
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