The Perfect Mikaelson's

35|| Abbie🧁

Abbie

4 weeks after the wedding

We had spent the week in Italy, overeating pasta and cannolis, drinking till we were giggling like school girls and absolutely spent from touring the country and finding secluded places to tear each other's clothes off. We were going at it like bunny's, both of us trying to fill that void or avoid thinking about the gaping size Damon and Elena sized holes in our hearts. My heart was completely obliterated by Avery leaving and I guess Stefan was slowly repairing both parts but it wasn't enough.

Avery was my soul sister.. my soul mate and I never wanted to go through life without her. She understood me better than anyone and knew all my favorite things without me even telling her. She knew exactly what to say and told me what I needed to hear even if I didn't want to hear it. She was my rock and my biggest supporter and part of me hates myself for helping her leave. I think I knew deep down, I couldn't be selfish enough to let her stay unhappy forever.

We had completed our trip to my favorite place in Venice. The Rialto Bridge. I haven't been back here since the night Avery, Rebekah and I found it. I didn't even visit when Lucien and I lived here. It was our sacred place and I didn't want anything to taint that memory. I was only showing Stefan because I need to find a sense of comfort and this place made me feel close to Avery. Plus, it was on our way to the restaurant she loved so much when we were here.

The place has been open and family run for centuries, so I'm praying the food is still the same. I didn't bother telling Stefan the story, knowing we would sound like hopeless romantics and probably even make fun of us. It was our memory to have and I had no intentions of sharing it with anyone. It was ours and nobody could take that from us. Except, Avery found a way to rip it from me.

I wanted to get a glimpse of what we saw that night, even though it was daytime, I wanted to relieve that moment as Stefan led me through the crowd. All of that died when I looked over and saw Avery not only standing there, but kissing some guy. Holding hands and actually looking happy and content with whoever he was, 4 weeks after leaving Klaus.

People move around us, as I stand there frozen in place. I wasn't sure what I was feeling but anger and sadness kept making an appearance. I was mad she moved on so quickly, leaving us behind. Then sadness took over, knowing this was exactly what I wanted for her, but couldn't be there to see it through.

Then she looked over at me and for once in my life, I couldn't tell whether she was happy to see me or wished she never did. I wanted to run over and hug her, tell her I'm so happy she's alive and happy, but I was paralyzed with guilt. What if she never wanted to see me again? What if when she left Klaus, she decided it was all of us or none of us and decided the latter was the only choice.

She deserves to be free of the Mikaelson's like I pushed her to do. She doesn't want us around to ruin her life any further. She wants to live her life and forget we ever existed. I quickly realized, I was stuck on the sidelines, watching her get everything she deserves and everything I could ever dream of.

Swallowing everything I wanted to tell her, about how happy I was to see her and everything I should've told her before, I walked away. I walked away from my best friend. Letting go of everything I wish we could've done or any part of me hoping Avery would want me back in her life. I walked away, because it was easier than seeing her move on in front of me.

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