Mackenzie Mikaelson's life has never been easy. She's had to deal with a hybrid for a father, uncles and an aunt always being in and out of her life (thanks to her dad) and an ex boyfriend well let's not start on him. But she's here, she's arrived i...
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"You left me beautiful memories your love is still my guide and though we cannot you you're always at my side."
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Numbthatwas all I felt, I was numb but hey felt everything at the same time. My mind couldn't comprehend anything other than the fact that my Alex was gone.
For a vampire death is a hundred times worse every fibre of our being will feel grief like no human can imagine so we have two ways to cope.
One: We get our shot together and try to live everyday to the best of our abilities mourning like a human.
Or
Two: We flip that precious switch and feel nothing, to act like the death meant nothing and kill others. All humanity that we have let gone.
With no surprise most of the vampire community opt for the latter.
Humanity is such a complex thing. For humans who have no idea of the supernatural world have to learn to feel everything of course there are those few rare humans that pretend that they don't feel but there lying deep down all humans care it's wired into there DNA. So why the minute you die and come back does that change everything, what makes death decide wherever or not we feel anymore.
My family have loved for a thousand years and in the course of that they have had periods were they haven't felt and periods were they have felt to much. But yet with me I have never turned the switch off never even thought about it. So what makes me so different, Elijah believes that the witch side of me keeps ahold of my human side but who really knows.
Alex often spoke about when he first turned how after him and Stefan killed their father he turned it off and not even ten years later the moment he looked into my eyes he felt everything, especially love. Live at first sight.
But now he was dead and I had to be the one to pick up the pieces of a broke heart. To fight the want, the need to feel nothing because if I feel nothing who am I. Maybe this is how Alexander felt when I left him.
