My Promise

15

"You waited two weeks to tell me my wife was still alive!" I boomed at Klaus pouncing on him over Elle's coffin. He didn't try and fight back which only angered me more. "My girls have been a wreck and you didn't think telling them their mother was still alive would have helped that!" "Damon stop. He did it to protect them." Freya tried but I didn't care I protect my children it's my choice what they know! Klaus eventually pushed me off and held me against the wall. "I won't kill you for that because of Ari." He warned. 

"I didn't tell the girls because I didn't want them to grieve twice!" "What?" I questioned this man is delusional. "You just like to keep people in a fracking box! Thats you-"Damon she's dying. She's stuck in Hell we think." Freya tried to explain to calm me down. "HELL!" I shoved Klaus off. "My wife is in Hell and you didn't think it was a good idea to tell me!" I went to leave the basement to go talk to Bonnie there has to be something she could do. These people are good for nothing. 

"Where are you going?" "To help Arabella. More than you've done just watching her die!" He got in front of me blocking the exit. "We've been trying." Freya said softly. "She has to find her way..." I was furious who keeps this a secret? she's my wife! My children mother! It's my right to know what the hell is going on. 

"It's like the other side, but..."Hell?" I questioned. She nodded looking down a guilty look on her face. "My wife is in hell. And you didn't tell me! We could have-"What would you have done? Gone there? Hoped you'd find her and made her job of getting herself out twice as hard as she tried to pull you back with her leaving your children parentless? You know what it's like growing up with shitty parents... don't like them know what it's like growing up with none!" Klaus snapped.

"Mum's in Hell?" Eliana. I closed my eyes before turning around seeing her stood in one of her mothers dresses, she looked beautiful. But the pain in her blue eyes was a storm brewing. She came further into the room. "You shouldn't be down her, love." Klaus says softly. "I only came down to tell you Stefanie has lost it... She's- She's snapped." She told me looking me in the eyes. "She needs her mum... and if mums going to come back then she should know!" 

"STEFANIE NO! YOU'LL REGET IT!" We hear from down here, Hope was coaxing Stef out of something. I ran up to where they were on the middle floor mirror. She was cutting all her hair off. To her shoulders. "Stef... It's okay my girl." I tell her taking the scissors off of her and putting them on the dresser. I wrapped my arms around her as she sobbed. "I can't take it anymore dad! It hurts too much." "I know baby. I know and I wish I could take this pain away from you." 

Stefanie has acted as though it hasn't happen. Almost like her mums gone on vacation without us all and she was being delusional basically. She was going to school as if nothing had happened. She was hanging out with friends, drawing and painting. She didn't cry much, she didn't talk about her mother she wasn't going through the grieving stages she was in her own world and I guess it got too much. It was hard on them both, they both look like Elle, a lot. One inherited my eyes and one my hair colour but other than that they were all Elle and beautiful they were. So I understand why she has gone and cut her hair off, but she would regret it if Elle didn't come back... their hairs was something Elle would do for the girls most days even as they grew old enough to do it themselves. 

"I'm gonna fix this... I'm gonna make it all better okay." "How? I just want my mum." She cried holding onto me. I looked up at Klaus he looked regretful. "I'll figure something out... I always do don't I." "You're going to bring her back?" She asked looking up at me like her mother used to everything about them reminds me of her. "I don't think I can do that... Baby I wish I could but I can't but I'm going to do everything I can to support your two." I tell her still holding her. 

"You're hair looks nice like that." I tell her pulling what was rest of it to the front, it reached her collarbones maybe a little longer but my the time we made her cuts a little neater it would be the length of hr collarbones. "Really?" "Beautiful as always my sweet girl." I kissed her forehead. "Why don't you let Hope fix it up for you." I asked her gently already passing the scissors to Hope. She had a sad smile on her face. She nodded. "Come on let's go to my room." Hope lead the way and took my daughter to fix her hair.