Damon Matters too?Right?

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"Excuse me?"I said horrified.

"Am not kidding, love"Nik said, looking at me with cautious eyes.

"Wha-what do you mean by killed him?"I asked.

"Who's troy?"Z asked.

“Nik-“I started again.

“She stabbed him” He said.

I looked down on the table and willed my tears to dry up.

“He was here on a mission to kill the doppelganger, by one of those nature balance should be great witches’, had a fight with Stefan and Damon, in the end Elena-“

“Stop!”I whispered, my tears falling on my jeans, drop by drop making me sicker than by the minute.

I wiped them hastily and stood up, not bothering to look anywhere around I made my Way out the café and ran.

I ran l, really ran.

Out of the grill.

Past the block.

Past the town square.

Past the houses.

Out of town.

Out of sight to anyone who saw me running down the road.

I ran.

And ran until my legs buckled and I fell to my knees.

The heaviness of not having someone in your life anymore grew inside to me to the limit of fury, pain like molten lava ready to burst.

So I did.

Tears flew down my cheeks freely and steadily like a river unable to stop unable to recover me and help me to make them.

Troy was dead!

Dead.Dead.Dead!

Oh god I so badly wanted Troy with me now.

I wanted to be back in his arms, safe and steady.

Protected.

To be strong.

To be able to kiss him goodnight and goodmoring everyday.

Anytime.

Anywhere.

But most of all...

I wanted to be loved.

To know there's someone out there who would be there for you in a heartbeat.

Who wouldn't think twice before jumping in to save you?

Who would argue with me.

Who would drop me places.

Dot on me.

Be angry at me.

Kiss me with everything they had.

And make me feel safe.

I looked up to the sky with my vision blurry with tears.

And As if on que rain poured.

Splattering on the road, leaving me drenched, kneeling In the middle of the road, disguising my tears, burning my heart.

But as much as I would try i couldn't bring Troy's face in my head.

I couldn't and that’s why it pained the most.

I didn't get to say goodbye to the Man I once loved with everything in me.

His last words echoed in my head bringing out a fresh torrent of tears with it.

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