~Libby~
I woke up on the Salvatore couch. Damon was asleep on the chair across from me. Elena was asleep in his arms. I found the sight cute, though I didn't ship Delena real well.
I looked around, touching my neck. Memories of Jesse, Kol, and Klaus attacking me formed at the surface of my mind. I nearly let out a cry of pain remembering how Jesse died, then came back and fed from me.
"Libby, hey." Someone said. I looked up to see Stefan. He handed me a glass of water. I smiled thankfully as I gulped it down. The cool liquid soothed my dry throat.
I set the glass down on the table and sat with my elbows resting on my knees. I put my head in my hands, quietly sobbing. How could Jesse have been so viscious?
"Libby..." Someone said. I looked up to see Jesse, Chase, and Elijah.
"You're okay...." Jesse choked. Tears formed in the corners of his dark brown eyes and fell, dripping down. I wanted to hug him, but after what he had done, I was terrified of the monster he had become.
I looked at Chase, seeing how bloody he was. I shot up, jogging over to him. I pulled him into my arms, hugging him tightly. "What happened?"
Chase's thin arms wrapped around me. He buried his face in my neck. I felt hot tears pool up on my skin.
"He tried to kill Klaus and Kol, but he knew if he did, their sire lines would also die. Which means everyone you love, including Jesse." Elijah spoke in a calm, soft-spoken tone.
"I'm sired.... To Klaus..." Jesse said softly. He had a look of sheer pain on his face. His soul was shattered. His facial expression broke my heart even more.
I reached out, taking his hand in mind. I gave his fingers a squeeze. "We'll make it through this, I promise."
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I sat with Elijah in my room at the Gilbert house. He had offered to watch over me while my friends dealt with breaking Jesse's sire bond. Tyler said he'd help Jesse, and Chase refused to leave Jesse alone.
"Libby..... You know.... I'm terribly sorry for what happened to your friend.... And you." Elijah spoke.
"It's not your fault." I muttered softly. I looked up at his handsome face. My blue eyes scanned every feature of him. He was so attractive, it was inhumanly possible.
Elijah's hand reached out, touching my cheek softly. I melted into his touch, despite being mad at his family. I guess it wasn't really his fault. He did save me, afterall.
"Forgive me.... For I can't control myself around you. Your beauty is exquisite." Elijah said. I could see his brown eyes scanning my face. Every now and then, I caught them staring at my lips.
I smiled softly, gently tracing the line of his jaw with my thumb. I leaned in, nuzzling my face into his neck. I couldn't kiss him, not now. I barely knew him!
Elijah's arms encirlced around me. He leaned back, laying on my bed. I moved slightly, getting comfortable. I entangled my legs with his and sighed in content. I loved this feeling of being held by someone. I felt oddly safe around Elijah Mikaelson.
~Elijah~
I twirled a few strands of Libby's blue hair around my pointer finger. I listened to her soft breathing, the calming tone of her heart beat. In the short time I had known her, I had fallen in love with her.
I knew her resemblance to Holly would anger Klaus. I knew he'd try and hurt her, do everything in his power to hurt me. I know I should stay away from this beautiful angel, but I can't seem to do it.
As I looked at Libby, I noticed the differences between her and Holly. Holly had blonde hair, Libby had blue. Holly's eyes were much darker in color, much like Libby's hair. Libby's eyes had a greener tint to them. Libby's lips were pinker, as Holly's were fuller. In all honesty, even their breast sizes were different, with Libby's being slightly bigger.
I placed a kiss to the top of her head. By now, she had fallen asleep. I didn't really want to leave her, but I knew I had to. I had to leave her life for good. Maybe then, Niklaus would leave her alone.
As I moved to get up, the sleeping beauty snuggled deeper into me. "Don't go..." She murmured sleepily, her voice softer than normal. I stayed put, not wanting to disturb her or hurt her in anyway.
I tightened my arms around her, soothingly rubbing one hand up and down her back. Looking down at the blue-haired beauty in my arms, my brown eyes swelled with tears. I could never be happy with her, so long as Niklaus wanted to ruin every chance at happiness for me.
Didn't I deserve happiness, too? Didn't I deserve to love and be loved? Didn't I deserve to allow people in without fear of losing them to every enemey I have, the biggest one being my brother?
I didn't want history to repeat itself. I didn't want to fall so in love I'd marry her, only for Niklaus to murder her. I had no clue what I was going to do. For now, I would simply settle down in love's arms and relish in the embrace of this beautiful girl.
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Different ~Elijah Mikaelson~
Roman d'amourHolly Davis was born in 1737. At the age of 20, she met Elijah Mikaelson. Instantly, the two fell in love. They were going to get married. Then, Klaus tried to kill her. Elijah tired to save her, to turn her, but he was back stabbed by his brother...