My honey brown eyes glance up to my rear view mirror, hoping not find his staring back at mine. clearly i was searching for them, taking a few more seconds to analyze the cars behind me. just as i though i could breath, to let my heart settle back into my chest. my eyes return to the road and i slam the brakes. the car squealing in protest, tires skidding while i barely stop an inch from the other cars bumper. my knuckles turning white from the grip i had on the steering wheel. slowly i loosen my grip, letting the blood circulate through them again. i was annoyed how he made me feel, the way i was scared he would just show up and make my life miserable again. But could i ever hold it against him? what have i not done for love, just like he did.

The traffic started to move again and i kept my eyes on the road this time. enjoying the new scenery this place had to offer. there is a lot of buildings and things that were so different from new Orleans. i was in complete awe at the beauty of this place, my eyes soaking it all in. i could feel the sun warming my jean and white blouse. my pendant neatly settle on my chest, a burning reminder of its memories. the good and bad, i had gone through alot with them. and it still hurts to just remind herself that i was alone. everybody had reunited to say there final goodbyes, hoping that they would be there. but all that ever welcomed me was the wind, rattling the storage building my coffin had been hidden in. waking up lost to what year it is and waking up the the emptiness was the hardest part.

i did not even know if bonnie had died, or that any of my friends had perished. all i knew was that i was not in the salvator crypt anymore, and in a town i never had gone to. i waited two week for anyone a message, but nothing ever came. i stole a car and money, something that goes against my morals but i was desperate. i travel all the way back to mystic falls and search everywhere and found no one. even the residents knew not where any of the salvators where, Caroline or bonnie. from there i broke down, in tears. i could have sworn my heart ripped, cords breaking. the first thing that did come to my mind was to find the only man that could help her. her memories stop rolling through her mind, when her phone rang. i sign looking at the caller's ID.

"Hello love" His voice arrogantly joyful. he probably knew i had left by now, this brings me a childish smile. "Klaus" my voice answers with the same tone. "Now when where you going to tell me about this idea?" his voice turning a little stern, as if he was punishing a child. "I need to know, you know i do? right?" i ask in a gentle but sad tone. "I know love, but i miss you already" i wanted to hate him, for everything he was but i couldn't help that smile rise back to my lips. "I miss you too, i promise to call when i get settle in, alright?" i add after i hold back the water rising to my eyes. "Darling be careful ok? we don't know if he flipped the switch and if he hurts y.. "He wont, i got to go" i cut in before hanging up, tossing my phone to the passenger seat.

I needed a break, to breathe and to stop thinking of all this mess. i put my flasher on to the right, turning into a hotel packing. i take one faithful breath before exiting and walking to the receptionist desk. there the lady asked if i was elena and this made me raise a brow. she explained that a man had made reservations until the house was built, and i had full room service. i awkwardly smile, knowing exactly who had done this. so he had known even before she had though of running off. i give a quick chuckle of disbelief, before grabbing the keys, the card, the mail and everything else the woman behind the desk pushes towards her. Entering the elevator with a face of defeat, this was getting worse as the day went on.

Once i settle in, the man had already gone to fetch my suit cases against my fullest effort. i unpack my clothes, hanging the dresses and stuffing the rest of the clothes into my drawers. taking out a few framed images and setting them in the kitchen, bedroom, diner/living room. pictures of me , Caroline and Bonnie at graduation with Stefan. then a picture me in a cheerleader suit, with Stefan. i could only endure one picture of us, , me and damon. i settle the picture of damon and me this on the glass table. leaving my diary so close that image , before looking at one i was with a man and a child. smiling gently at the sweet memory i proceed to walks out the door. playing with the two set of keys, i stops mid motion, when did i ever have two? blinking for a few seconds before trying to figure when did i ever end up with a spare.

i look at the details and see they are not the same, i decide to ask the receptionist. she mention that both my cars are parked in the underground parking. i just don't even ask further and i make my way down to find two cars. my original toyota FJ and beside it was a pretty expensive car. I roll my eyes and just go to my FJ, never taking a second glance to the shiny new car. he had to stop bribing me with gifts, that wasn't how love worked. i just exit this place, finding it already stuffy with emotions. i park my car when i see a park, wanting and needing fresh air. i lock the doors, grabbing before hand my sketch book and crayons. i sit down on the nearest park bench and just for a moment lose myself into the movement this city as to offer. people jogging, dog walking, kids playing and lovers embracing. i chuckle in a low fashion, hidden by the smile that returns to my lips.

Happy i had changed myself before leaving. A pair of jeans, ripped and holed with a black and loose shirt. one of those shirts that the neck collar just lay lower then my collar bone, letting some shoulders skin take in the sun. my pair of black converses are tucked under my body before i prepare to sketch something. i close my eyes for seconds before shoving a pencil into my lips, holding on as i use a larger one to start roughly drawing the edges and shading.
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Elena Salvator