chapter 10 - (hurt)

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diary log

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diary log. august 26th 2018
dear diary, elijah is going out of town today. he will be back tommorow but.. i already miss him. what should i do today? it's the weekend so... maybe i can go to elijahs house and talk to rebekah... maybe.
yours sincerely,
aloy

*you decide to tie up your long hair and head over the elijahs house to talk to rebekah. after you eat your breakfast you walk over there in a hurry*

*knock*
"uh hello?"
*you ask knocking again*
"hello?"
*you ask once more as the door creaks open*
"is no one home?..."
*you ask yourself. you decide to go in.*
"rebekah..?"
*you hate yourself for doing this but you say*
"..klaus?"
*suddenly a creak from one of the floorboards upstairs makes it's way to your ears*

"who's there?!"
*you gulp running up the stairs*
"i'm not afraid of you... whoever you are."

*just then a sudden gust of wind came rushing behind you*
"hello."
"w-who are you?!?"

"don't you worry about me. worry about yourself"
"wh-"
*you ask getting cut off as you fall asleep. whilst asleep you whisper elijahs name a few times*
"wakey wakey!"
*the man says. your eyes slowly open*
"who are you?"
*you look at him confused*
"i am tristan de martel. and your little 'boyfriend' has pissed me office . aaannnd since i can't kill him. i can hurt you."

*your eyes widen as you struggle out of the chair*
"please! don't hurt me."
"hm. your boyfriend shouldn't have left."
*you start crying*
"e-elijah...."
"he's across the country love. he can't hear you." *he laughs as he bites his wrist and forces it into your mouth.*
"no don't turn me!"
"that depends on how you answer me sweat heart"
"what are the q-questions?"
"where is elijah?"
"i don't know"
"don't lie to me love"

"i don't i swear he didn't tell me!"
"hm i don't believe you."
*he says pulling out a knife and piercing your neck. you scream in pain.*
"ELIJAH!"
*you call him knowing he can't hear you.*

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