The Lost one

Feelings

As I am having my episode my siblings move everyone in the house. Katerina, she is here. When and how did she get here? I still feel her arms around my neck. I let her pull me out of my attack. I grab her arm and lift her up off the ground. I look into the eyes I have been missing for centuries. But also been angry at for centuries.

Me: Katerina. What are you doing here?

Katherine: Your brother called me. He said you were in trouble. I thought that was impossible considering who you are until I saw you on the ground. Are you ok? What happened?

Me: *Can I share that part of my life with her? Do you think she will understand what I have been through? There is a chance she may run if I do tell her. Not to mention that the last time we saw each other, we had a huge falling out. I decide against it. That is a conversation for another day.* I am ok now. Thank you for your help. How long did it take to calm me down?

Kathrine: About ten minutes.

Me: Really? It usually takes longer. *I say surprised*

Kathrine: This has happened before?

Me: *I look at her with a sad smile* It is ok Kathrine. Lets go inside it is getting dark.

She takes my hand and leads me into the house. Before we go in I let her hand go but she stays close to me. When we walk in some eyes come our way.

Freya: Naiah are you alright?

Me: *I walk up to my sister and hug her* I'm ok. Thank you for trying to help me.

Freya: Always.

Eli: *looks at me in confusion.* Why were you holding her hand outside?

Me: *I am not in the mood for my brother's jealousy. Is he not trying to get with the Hayley girl?* I have no idea what you are talking about. *I start to walk away.*

The Salvatore brothers allowed us to stay in their house for a while. Just to make sure the Volturi did not try to come back. A lot of us had to double up because everyone decided to stay. I am exhausted to say the least. So I didn't stay downstairs to see who I was paired up with. I went straight to the shower to try to wash the blood and tears off of me. I walk out of the shower and put on a white t-shirt on and my gray sweatpants. I look in the mirror at myself and I look defeated. Knowing my father is alive has brought back too many things for me. While I am staring at myself someone speaks to me.

Kathrine: Looks like you are with me.

Me: Ok. *I say dryly*

Kathrine: Anaiah. *She approaches me* Talk to me?

Me: I am not going to lie, I don't really want to talk to you right now.

Kathrine: What?

Me: Why are you acting so surprised? Do you remember the last time you spoke to me? Scratch that, argued with me?

Kathrine: That was centuries ago Naiah.

Me: Yea, well the feelings are today ago.

Kathrine: You are still upset?

Me: Yes! Yes I am fucking upset. But it doesn't matter anyway. What I feel isn't shared by you remember? I will take the couch.

Kathrine: No.

Me: NO! Back up. I am not doing this. I can't right now.

Kathrine: Anaiah please talk to me.

Me: For what? For me to get hurt or yelled at again? To not see you for a couple more centuries? To spend day in and day out trying to figure out what the hell I did wrong? Going day by day switching between being so hurt I can't get out of bed, so angry I lash out at everyone, or missing you so much when I know I shouldn't. You chose my brother Katerina. You picked him and kicked me to the dirty ass curb. So many times you did that, and every time I came back like a puppy with my tail in between my legs. Like a pathetic clown chasing after something that doesn't want them. *I look at her in the eyes* Do you understand what it is like to be thrown aside by everyone? Do you fathom what went through my head when you said nothing I felt was shared. When I know that was a lie. I felt you that first night Katerina. I FELT you. I know you felt something. Or maybe you were using me to get to my brother. Maybe I am naïve. Maybe that is what it is.