Not Meant To Be

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*American Gothic*


It's never enough to say I'm sorry

It's never enough to say I care

But I'm caught between what you wanted from me

And knowing that if I give that to you

I might just disappear


It was a beautiful day, as they stood in front of each other in Pennsylvania in an alleyway.

"Is that what I am to you? A means of survival?" he asked her.

"Of course, you're not a means of survival. You looked out for me when I had no one. You've given me a second chance now, when no one else will." She rested a hand on the side of his face. "I love you. Elijah."

He turned his head away and she put her hand down.

"You don't believe me," she stated.

He looked at her. "I want to. It's my disease. I just keep wanting to believe you, but how can I when, at every turn, you give me a reason to doubt you? I don't know you. I don't think I ever will."

He began to walk away.

She stood there for a moment, thinking about what he'd just said, before catching up with him and putting a hand on his arm.

"Wait."

He looked at her hand on his arm and then her a couple times, so she let go of him, getting the hint. Then he looked at her.

"Goodbye, Katherine."

She could only watch, as he walked away.



That night, she found him and went to stand in front of him, where he was on a sidewalk.

"What do you want?"

"To tell you that you're right. I've spent so much time running and lying just to survive, I—I'm starting to believe my own lies. I don't even remember who I was when we first met. And I want to find out." She took a box out of her purse.

"You have the cure," he stated.

"Yes. And I can shove this down Klaus' throat and try to kill him, but even if I managed to do it, I'd lose you. And I don't want to happen." She set the vial of the cure in his hand and put his empty hand on top of the hand that held the cure, with her hands around his. "I want you to trust me. I need you to trust me. Just like I'm trusting you." She took her hands away. "You don't owe me anything. I'm going to let you decide where we go from here."

He watched, as she walked away and then looked down at the cure in his hand.


Nobody wins when everyone's losing

It's like one step forward and two steps back

No matter what I do you're always mad

And I, I can't change your mind

I know it's like trying to turn around on a one way street

I can't give you what you want

And it's killing me

And I, I'm starting to see

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