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Felicity's POV
What happens if the only thing that you thought would work , didn’t ?
If you told me a year ago I was going to fall head over heels with a werewolf I would tell you , you are ridiculous .
I need to die , it was the only way in my situation . I promised mother , she needs me , and I want soo much to help her . Then why is there this gut feeling in my stomach telling me I shouldn’t do it , telling me that it will just hit like a tone of bricks , that it will all be this huge mistake .
“Hello Felicity , I am and the safe locker ” A voice said down the phone .
Christiphor
The one thing in this whole thing that makes perfect sense.
“Hey umm look for small brown glass bottle with a white lid” I reply back to him . As I fiddle with the silk blankets on my bed .
I hear clinking of glass down the phone
“there are a lot of brown glass bottles here fe” he chuckled .
Making me join in laughing “Right sorry , It should say . . .potassium chloride”I say down the resiver biteing my lip as I check my phone , with the research I was finding out .
Potassium Chloride – If injected can be lethal , High levels of potassium in the blood will cause the heart mussels to stop Functioning .Pain lasting a few minutes then the heart will slowly stop .
This may or may not work for me as I am a vampire but I heard it burns your insides , yeah discusting as it sounds but I feel as if it’s the only way . . . if not then we know the final result.
There was more clinking of glass bottles and some rustling “Found it I am leaving now” he says .
“great ! ok and um . . . Chris ?” I whisper
“Yeah ?”
“Thank you for everything” I smile .
“Anything for you” I hear then the phone line going dead .
I take my phone away from my ear and place it beside me on the bed and get up walking over to my door , taking in my bedroom looking at all the little mix match things placed everywhere .
This was it I was going to actually die , might or might not coming back .
I remember when I was little ,
1857
My mom used to read me a story book . Where a girl found true love , a love so pure and true that there was no doubt that she would ever be alone . That the man that fell for her will keep falling for her over and over everyday . Because what they had was real , and that you only had to look into the fair maidens eyes to see that this was true .
But no one wanted them together she was from a wealthy family and he was a soilder at war and her father forbided her to ever lay eyes on him . He said “true love? .. love it does simply not exsist”
“Moma why is the father so cruel ?” I asked
“He just has had too many heart breaks Ci” Mother said to me .
Mother continued , The girl always believed that life was too cruel and that if people ceased to believe in love why would they ever want to live . The Maiden and the Soilder kept on seeing eachother sneaking out secret kisses , Until one day the Lover had to go into war . He promised he would return and they would runaway together and be with one another forever , he promised they would get married and he would find them a house to live in .
But he never returned Months passed and she kept on waiting . Her father got impatient and found her a founder’s son to marry and investing their families money . The fine sir had the looks and the charm and he instantly proposed to her , but The spark never was there . She agreeded and later that summer they got married , she later found out she was pregnant .
The once fair maiden ended up having 3 beautiful children , Children they seemed were sent from heaven above . From an outsider their little family may have seemed perfect .But inside the Mother was dying and Never stopped waiting for her true love . Many years passed and she got a letter through anoncing That Richard Winders died in battle .
She lost him and later decieded she could never live without him that she would always want more , and done the selfish thing later that week she took her own life .
Present day
I never truly understood the reason for my mother telling me that sad story about to lovers . I always used to ask why the story never had a happy ending she always replied with :
“we all die , the goal isn’t to live forever , the goal is to create something that will”
Whatever my mother may had been emplying I never thought back about what she said , it was like she knew that this was all coming . 4 days after she told me the story , one of the servants found her hanging by a rope in her room . . . dead .
The Maiden in the story was my mother , she told me something she never told anyone . Her 8 year old little girl her plan , her wish to be reunited with her love .
*KNOCK KNOCK*
I wiped the tears from my cheeks ,trying to make myself look presentable .
“Who is it ?” my voice squeaked .
“Damon , lover boy is here to see you do you want me to snap his neck?” My brother asked .
I quickly got up of the bed and opened the door , to see a smirking Damon and sympatheic Christiphor standing behind him .
“You know that if you did that I would return the favour” I said to him reaching for chris’s hand taking hold of it and pulling him behind me .
“I would try and argue but I know you are right , so door open, standing only and no physical contact” Damon said pretty loud as he walked downstairs to the sitting room .
I went back into my room and purposely slammed the door behind me making sure he heard .
I face back to Christopher to see him smiling .
“I love you” he whispered pulling me into a hug , I simply returned it wrapping my arms around him never wanting to let go .
“I love you too” I reply Placing my lips onto his softly , savouring the taste of him , finally departing .
Looking into his eyes smiling , he brought his hand to mine holding it but putting something into it . I pull it up to my face opening my fingers and seeing a bottle , inside it .
“as promised”
Damon’s POV
“Hey my favourite cop” I say into my phone
“Damon” Liz replied
“So what can I do for you ?”
“Getting straight to the point?”
“That’s how I like to do it , so talk” I say pouring myself a glass of bourbon taking a seat on the sofa and downing it .
“How is Felicity doing ?” she asked
“Fine , you know same old same old were getting there why?”
“Well has she made any hints as to committing suicide ?” she asks , where is this really going ?
“Maybe once , no why ? Liz why!” I say down the phone getting more worried .
Felicity’s POV
“You sure you want to do this ?” Chris asked .
“No , but I have to”
“Right here right now ?” He erged
“Right now , but maybe not here” I say thinking .
“Then where ?”
“The tree house” is smiled .
I Remember how me and Stefan used to hide there when Damon was at war . How we hid from Father when he got angery , where we felt safe .
“Follow the way” he whispered , I took hold of his hand jumping out of the window and bluring towards the woods where , Damon Stefan and me build the make do treehouse high in the trees where no one could see .
Damon POV
“TELL ME LIZ!” I screamed
“someone on my team was doing a drug check earlier tonight . And it seems a bottle of Potassium Chloride is missing .” she said seriously .
“what has this got to do with my sister?” I ask
“Damon I know your situation Stefan explained and this is serious stuff we use this in cases to kill animals that are ill , or to put a vampire down long enough to stake them .” she continued
“then how is it serious Felicity is a vampire it wont harm her even if she did take it” I said simply to her my heart slowing down to its regular speed .
“Felicity is dying is she not ? this could kill her Damon she is already so weak” she said sadly .
My heart sped up again “she is here at the boarding house she is in her room . . . with that Williams kid” I say making my way up the stairs to her room .
“Christiphor Williams was spotted by one of my colliges walking into the station tonight… hello are you there”
I open Felicity’s door to see no one there , and I drop the phone . she was going to do it , no please .