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Chapter One Hundred & Fourty-Seven
Elijah and Klaus told me everything that had happened. The most surprising thing was that, the day that I went missing, Cami died. She came back to life as a vampire thanks to Aurora, but died all the same. I was pleasantly surprised that she had helped our family after she went into transition. And even more so when they told me that she drank Vincent's blood in order to become a full vampire. They didn't broach the subject of Jackson's death again, except to say that Tristan had paid dearly for it and that Hayley wasn't handling it very well.
As soon as I had my strength back, I went to go find Hayley. I needed to talk to her.
I was about to leave the compound when Klaus came in front of the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest and his eyebrows raised.
"Is it really the best idea to leave now, Jo?"
I blinked a few times, taken aback by the name he used. "You haven't called me that in a long time. Why now?"
He looked surprised too, but didn't answer my question. "Where on earth are you going?"
"I'm going to find Hayley. I want to talk to her."
"But why must you go in the middle of the night? At least let me go with you. Allow me to just get my jac-"
"Klaus, I need to do this on my own," I said, grabbing his arm as he left to go get his coat.
He moved back to stand in front of me, and I saw his eyes flash with pity.
"I need to tell her that I'm sorry," I said, my voice breaking ever so slightly on the last word. I hoped that he didn't notice, but he did.
"It is not your fault, Rose," his expression changing from confused to a mixture of pity and understanding. "Surely you know that."
"I know it isn't, but..." I swallowed, shutting my eyes for a moment to regain my composure that had vanished for a mere second. "But I will always have the guilt, Klaus. Knowing that it isn't my fault won't stop my heart from feeling it. It can't."
I felt my eyes begin to sting, and shut my eyes again. I hated crying. Sometimes, I cried when I was frustrated. Usually I would be frustrated with someone else, but today, I was frustrated with myself. No, not just frustrated. I was angry. I was enraged.
I should have been faster.
I should have killed Eren the moment I saw him.
I should have murdered Aya in that forest the day she took me away from my family.
I should have torn Tristan apart the day that I went to see him in his mansion.
I should have killed him.
Klaus suddenly pulled me to him, and I felt flashes of when he had held me when I got back to the compound only a few days before.
"It will never be your fault," he told me, and he took in a shuddered breath.
My arms tightened around him, and then he removed his own and pulled away.
"Go. She needs you." He then stepped aside.
"Thank you, Klaus." I touched his shoulder gently, and he smiled a little at me before I left the compound.
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I found her in Jackson Square. It was dark now, and the park was locked up. That is, other than for people that happen to be dead and able to hop over a spiked fence with no trouble at all.
She was crying. I had seen her cry before, but not like this. Not like it was her heart that had been ripped out instead of Jackson's.
She was sitting in front of a hole in the ground, and beside her was a large maple sapling. In front of her was a small wooden box, and I knew exactly what was inside. It was the heart of the man she had loved the most.
"Hayles," I called out.
Saying that reminded me of years ago when we had first become close. When everything, though she was pregnant with a hybrid baby whose father was attempting to steal a city from his adopted son, was so much more simple. It may have been complicated, but it wasn't filled with pain like our days were now.
She didn't answer, just looked at me before wiping at her cheeks frantically.
"Rose, I-" her voice cut off when she took in a shaky breath. "I'm sorry I haven't come to see you."
"Don't be," I told her, then came to stand by her.
I watched her turn slowly back to the box before I sat on her right side, while the sapling was on the left.
"I know that you have heard this a thousand times over, but I'm sorry, Hayley," my throat clenched when I spoke. My eyes began to burn with the tears I had thought I had shed entirely. I hadn't thought I could cry anymore. "I'm so, so sorry."
Her hands flew to her mouth, and she broke down into a million pieces. She sobbed wildly, her body wracking with the force of her cries.
I quickly wrapped her in my arms, and held her while she cried.
She whispered over and over, "he's gone".
She gained her composure back a few moments later, taking in deep breaths and struggling to breathe properly.
Hayley pulled away, and picked up the box. She put it into the hole quickly, then grabbed the sapling and put it directly on top of the box. I helped her push dirt over the roots, covering the box. I helped her stand up, and she took in more shuddered breaths.
"Hayley, I know you think it's your fault, but it's not. I feel the same way, and we can't stop feeling our guilt, but it will fade. As all torturous feelings do."
The tears continued to gather in her eyes, and she wiped at them quickly, then took one more breath. She looked down at the ground for a few moments, then back up at me.
"You will move on, Hayley. I promise."
She blinked the tears away rapidly, then pulled me into an embrace. She didn't say anything else, and neither did I.
Our guilt and grief would tear the two of us apart... But it would also bring the two of us closer together.
As with everything else, we would move on from this terrible event. We would be all right again.
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Eternal || Elijah Mikaelson
Fanfiction*Wrote this when I was 14, you've been warned*. --------- People would say that the two of them had been in love for 900 years. They just didn't know it until now.
