Loving a Mikaelson

Chapter 16: Changing like the Seasons

Damon's POV

Chapter 16: Changing like the Seasons

We all stand around, just watching, as I hold Lacey in my arms. She looks so peaceful, but I know she'll wake up to being a full-fledged a monster. This is the one thing I never wanted for her. Yeah, being a vampire has its advantages, and those advantages are awesome, but the bad parts - the bloodlust, the emotions, the hunger, the pain, are things that no one should have to go through. And certainly not Lacey, who's been through plenty already. If there is a God up there, what the hell is wrong with him?! She's practically my sister, and I want what's best for her, not for her to become a vampire.

Lacey shoots up, coughing and looking confused. Her eyes widen. "What's happening?! Why are you all looking at me like that? What's going on?"

All eyes turn to me. I don't want to be the one to tell her, but the other candidates aren't exactly ideal either. Better me than Klaus. "Lacey," I whisper, focusing on the emotional subject at hand.

 "Baby, you're in transition."

Lacey's POV

My heart stops. Well, the one that's no longer beating. "Transition?" Damon gazes at me with sad baby blue eyes. "I'm so sorry, Lace." Tears fall down my cheeks. "No."

"No! This can't be happenening. I can't be dead! I can't! Damon, did I die?" Damon doesn't say anything. A sob escaped my chest, and tears flood down my cheeks. "Damon, I don't want to be a vampire, I don't want to be dead!"

"Hey, we'll figure this out. I promise."

Damon squeezes my hand reassuringly. How do things always mess up and blow up in my face? Why can't I just be happy? Why did I have to die?! I run up to my room to think things over. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. My head is spinning, my already imperfect world is upside down.

There's a knock on the door. "Come in." I say quietly. The door opens and Elijah peers in. He walks to the bed, kneeling by my side, and clutching my hand.

"Lacey." He whispers. "Elijah." I give him a weak smile. "I'm sorry this happened to you. I wouldn't wish it upon anyone." I nod. "It's not your fault, Elijah. It's not really anyone's." He shakes his head. "I knew my father was planning something. I should've warned you, gotten you out in time. I should've done something."

"You did all you could do, Elijah. He would've killed me anyway. But... What am I going to do?" My voice cracks, fear surging through every part of my body.

He sits on the bed beside me, wrapping his arms around me, a sigh escapes his lips. "What do you think is right?" I sigh. "I don't want to be a monster. I don't want to be dead. But I can't leave you guys. There are too many people here I care about."

"You already know what to do. In your heart, do what you think is right." He whispers. "I have to go, Lacey Marie. I love you. You just need to know." He gently brushes his lips against my cheek, then leaves the room.

A few minutes later, I go to the kitchen to eat some leftover pizza from the fridge. I quickly eat it and head back to my room. I don't want to face anyone more than I have to. I'm dying and not in the mood. Quite literally.

I open the door to find Klaus gazing out my bed. "You died for me." He whispers. "You died for me, Lacey." He turns to face at me with regret and pain in his eyes. He moves closer and swiftly, coming towards me. "I'm sorry. I only wanted to protect you. All of this, leaving town, telling you I never wanted to see you, was to keep you safe. You still died, practically by my own hand."

"Where were you?" I ask him. "Sweetheart..." He whispers, squeezing my hand. A tear falls down my cheek.

"Klaus," I say softly, gazing into his eyes."I'm not going to complete the transition." These words break my own heart saying them, and his reaction tears me apart. "No. Lacey... "

"Is there anything I can say to change your mind?"

"No. I don't think so." I whisper. "But I thought you didn't care."

"Of course I care!" He argues. "How was I supposed to know that? I came after you when you left town because I loved you. You practically said you never wanted to see me. And just when I start to get better, you do it again! You told Mikael to kill me.

You almost let Stefan kill me on the bridge. How the hell am I supposed to know that you care? You push and push everyone who can possibly love you away until there's nothing left! Don't you get it, Klaus? I have loved you from the moment I met you! I still do! But how can I open up to you if you said hours ago you don't -"

He cuts me off, passionately pressing his lips to mine. Shocked at first, my eyes close as I give in to the passion I've been telling myself I don't need.

Song is Just a kiss.

~Mollie xx