The First Original

Is This Goodbye

The moment I opened my eyes everything hit me. It hurts so bad, I hoped it was all just a dream. But it wasnt. He's really gone, and I didn't even get to tell him everything I've been holding back for 500 years. I never believed that he could be taken away from me so quickly, he always promised me he wouldn't leave me. That we would take our last breaths together, we both knew we would never be killed. But there he was killed right in front of me. I've lost someone how meant the most to me.

It hurts worse than a dagger to my heart. Worse than getting vervain forced down my throat. Worse than anything. Is it wrong to be mad at him? Im absolutely ticked off that he left me here all alone. But then again it wasn't his choice, he couldn't fight back. He laid there helpless, as I watched. I could have done something but I didnt. It's my fault he's dead, I could have died trying to save him. Why didn't I try to save him!? Here I am now walking down this hallway, listening in on a conversation.

'There's 50 people dead! And I want to know who did it!'

'Why is it a problem that some humans were killed?'

'What's the problem!? 50 Jackson! 50 were killed!'

The yelling got louder and louder as I stood in the door way, Jackson and Marcel and some other vampire's stood in the living room. I killed 50 people, I really didn't think it was that many. Maybe about ten or so, but no. No one paid attention to me as I stood here, only yelled more. Looking down at my body I saw I was in a black shirt and boxers. Jackson must have dressed me when he found me last night. Last night, last night, last night, my Nicklaus was taken from me. He's gone. Only a memory to me now, a piece of me taken away. Hell not even a piece, all of me gone. It hurts so much, worse than the day I lost Henrick. I've got to leave, I have to run away from myself. Start over new life, new name, new everything.

"Allie?"

Jackson stood in front of me, I didn't even know I spaced out. He reached up making me flinch to his touch as he wiped away my tears that I had no clue fell down my face. The room was quite, everyone looked at me. Marcel looked at me confused. Pushing past Jackson I ran into Marcel arms, sobbing.

"It hurts so much!" I cried as he rubbed my back

"What hurts Alexandria?" Marcel asked, he has no clue.

"He.. Nicklaus is.. is dead." I sobbed out. Marcel stopped Rubbing my back as he heard the words from my mouth. Warm tears fell onto my shoulder, he was crying. I cried harder not able to breathe, my tears Drowning me all over again. The pain in my chest returned all over again, the darkness over taking my body yet again. Just switch it off, it'll help alittle. The voice in my head said, it's true it'll help. I was shook out of my thoughts as I opened my eyes.

"Alexandria?"

"What?" I asked wiping away my tears.

"Are you going to be okay?" Marcel asked looking at me worried. I felt nothing, there's nothing to feel. Nothing to care about, not a care in the world.

"Im fine." I smiled.

"No. No. No, don't you dare to this Alexandria. Don't switch it off!" He shouted as he held a firm grip onto my shoulders. Everyone's eyes were on us as we stood in the middle of the room with me Smiling and Marcel crying.

"Its to late, it's off." Smiling still as I walked off.

"Don't do this!" Is all I heard as I walked out of the house.