Stole My Heart(Damon and Klaus fan-fiction)

Chapter 22: My Final Hour

The trip was fun but short. I couldn't stop thinking of Damon and his face. He looked so crushed and I couldn't help but feel guilty. There is no excuse of what he did but I just stooped to his level. Yes, I had sex with Klaus but for some reason, I did not regret it. I thought of myself as some sort of monster. That I've gone cold and couldn't find myself to care anymore. The sad part of it was, it was all true. I have grown cold. All the traumatic experiences a person goes through, they change. I used to be the carefree girl who was bubbly and outgoing. Now I'm someone who needs to check their closet before they go to bed. I lay awake at night with sad and depressed thoughts of my lost loved ones. Klaus sees that but doesn't budge. He was also careful of that during our trip. As we flew into Virginia, Klaus kept telling me of his life and let me tell you that every part of it was a party. I loved how Klaus always lived in the moment. He never was boring and always ready for adventure. People always saw the bad side of him and I saw him for who he really was. He was alone and always in need of a companion. Although, I knew we could never really be friends. I'm not naive and I know that he did things. Horrible and unspeakable things like sacrificing my family or killing millions of people. Maybe not millions but a lot anyway.
"Klaus, you have to realize something."
He turned his head and looked at me with his piercing blue eyes that I loved.
"When we get off this plane, we can't be the same. Look, I love my best friend like she was my sister. You need the sacrifice. We have to go our separate ways."
He looked sad for a moment but then a grin grew on his face. He looked like he had an idea but at this point, there was no way I could ever become friends with someone who was going to take someone I love away from me.
"Join me. Help me with the sacrifice and when all this is done, we can run away together."
I almost laughed at his idea and had to keep a poker face. Klaus was more naive than I was. My god.
"I'm not going to turn on my friends."
He looked stoic and I knew he was angry which scared me. I hate to have a man capable of terrible things angry with me.
"Then so be it."
We got off the plane and Klaus disappeared from me, leaving me to find my own way home.
I called Elena to come pick me up but it went straight to voicemail. I was not happy with it and decided to call for a cab.
When I was walking away from the airport, a sports car pulled up by me. I was instantly startled and tried to walk faster. I heard footsteps behind me and I was ready to fight. Once the footsteps were almost on my feet, I turned around punching the person in the mouth. He stumbled back but instantly came back from his last blow.
I tried kicking him in the stomach but he had faster reflexes. Something was different but I couldn't put my finger on it. He caught my foot with his hand. I finally looked at his face and my stomach fell to the ground.
"Chris."
"Happy to see me sis."
I snapped out of my trance and used my foot with more force to kick him and it worked. I didn't have any weapons with me which helped me none. I was pretty much defenseless. I grabbed my phone and quickly called Stefan. I put in my pocket so he could hear I was in distress and that I was in trouble.
Chris caught me by surprise and pushed me down, hard. My head hit the concrete and instantly I felt blood escaping my head. I jumped back up using my feet and tried to distract him.
"What do you want from me?!" I shouted.
"I've been asked to retrieve you."
I was so confused and kicked him in the knee and punched him with my left fist so he would go down. There I tried choking him but he threw me off. I looked at him in disbelief.
"What are you?!" I shouted.
"Your worst nightmare come true."
Now I knew there was no chance I could escape. I did the one thing I knew how to do.
"Stefan!!!!! Help!" I screamed before I was covered with darkness.

Stefan's P.O.V.

I got a disturbing call from Brooklyn calling for help. She was in trouble. Damon heard it and got in the car to visit Bonnie. Bonnie is the only one who can tell us where Brooklyn is. I was on my way to get Elena so she knew. I pulled up to her house and saw the lights on, knowing she was home. I knocked loudly to show my urgency and was surprised to see Jeremy answer the door.
"Hey Jeremy, Is Elena Home?" I asked quickly.
"No, I thought she was with you."
He looked confused and I knew that he was telling the truth. I started to worry.
"Is she okay?" He asked concerned.
"Um yeah. She just said she had to run a few errands. Just tell her that I came by."
Jeremy closed the door and I dialed Damon.