28. || Realization

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"Why- Why would you do that?!" I yelled and sunk on the ground to pick up all the pieces, but Kai didn't answer me. He just looked down at me before rushing out of the Salvatore mansion.

"Yeah run away asshole!"

I screamed after him with a voice filled with frustration. The ascendant was completely broken again. I mean I would still try to get it working but something in me told me that it was over now.
Kai was right. As much as I was mad at him he was right with everything he said.

Tears started pooling in my eyes, while I placed the broken ascendant on the table again. God crying was disgusting! I wiped my wet cheek with the back of my hand and sat back on my chair.

However, the tears started to come back, no matter how much I wiped them away. When a loud sob left my throat I placed my forehead on my palms and decided to let everything out. There was no point in holding everything back.

I told Kai that no one cared about him, but he was right. No one cared about me either. If they really did care why was I still here? It took me one day to get Bonnie back! One day!

It's been months since Damon left me here and if Bonnie gave me up– I thought Enzo would never let me rot here. My brother, my last family, the man who was supposed to protect me!
Why was he not here?!

Augustine. Maybe he really was still mad at me? Maybe he never truly forgave me? Why should he? I left him there. I ran away when he needed me the most, now it was his turn to put himself first.
God I am so stupid!

Why would they even worry?! None of them liked me anyway! Elena hated me because of how close Damon and I were, Caroline just couldn't stand me and Tyler held a grudges against me for being friends with Klaus.

I took a deep breath, wiped them tears away and brushed my hair back. I had to get myself back. Layla Odessa St. John wasn't depended on others. She always got her own back. This was just another lesson on how you should never trust other souls, no matter how close you seem.

 This was just another lesson on how you should never trust other souls, no matter how close you seem

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I got up and walked over to the shelf to turn the camera on. I filmed myself the last gears away.
"May 10 1994, if anyone ever see's this just know that I'm this close –" I looked at the tiny gap between my thumb and pointing finger.
"to turn it off and when I get back, there won't be anyone who's gonna be able to turn it on again."
As I heard Kai enter the house I rolled my eyes.
"Updates coming soon."

With a bottle of Bourbon I made my way back to the dining room. Kai frowned when he saw me sitting down at the table, still trying to repair what he had destroyed.

"Did you–"

"Don't talk to me."

He just nodded and threw some blood bags on the table. "We don't have enough, so be thrifty." Kai left the room and disappeared upstairs. I sighed and grabbed on of the bags. First he was acting like a complete jerk and now he did this. Sociopath with a bad conscience.

Great, now I was the one feeling bad. He wanted to open my eyes, which he did. This is not an excuse for what he did, he could've been more gentle with explaining that I'm useless and no one cares about me either.

I grabbed a bag pork rinds and made my way upstairs. He was laying on our bed, throwing a ball up and catching it again.
Kai recognized me and stopped playing with the blue ball.

"Sorry."

I handed him the snack he loved so much. Kai suspiciously took the pork rind out of my hand but didn't open the bag. "It's not poisoned?" Giggling at his words I shook my head no.
"It's not."

To make sure I wasn't going to kill him, he grabbed one and held it up to my lips. I smirked and took the crunchy snack in my mouth.

"I take that as a peace agreement."

He put the bag down and looked me in the eyes.

"We're stuck here, aren't we?"

Avoiding his eyes, I nodded in response to his question..

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