[Paris' outfit once she goes out is at the top.]
꧁ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ꧂
ᴛᴇᴀʀs & sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍs❝Oh, don't look so shocked. You had it coming.❞
♠
FOR CENTURIES, Lucien has never felt great pain. He never felt any emotion other than anger. He was never loved until he found his best friend. He never felt grief and pain, until the day Alexis' heartbeat slowed down and came to a stop.
As Alexis' last breath went, she took Lucien's light with her. He was left in the darkness, unable to see anything bright or good anymore. All was empty and still and cold. As empty as the life in Alexis' eyes. As still as her frail body in his arms. As cold as the pale skin of hers.
His whole body trembled. Not in anger, nor is it of sadness. It was of fear. The fear of being alone. The fear of abandonment. He never had anyone else apart from Alexis. And now that she was gone, that fear took over.
"Lucien." Bonnie muttered.
He almost forgot that Damon, Paris, and Bonnie was still in the room as he stared at the bloodied and tear-stained face of his best friend. He brushes his fingers across her cheeks before he stands up and picks her up.
"Lucien, where are you going?" Paris asked, her face damp as well due to the amount of tears she has shed.
Paris wasn't close to Alexis. But the way Lucien reacted, the way he felt, it made her remember the time she lost Chloe, and she just couldn't help but break down in Damon's arms.
Lucien remained silent. He continues to walk out of the room and down the stairs. The three followed him to the door before Damon called him.
"Castle." He said.
Lucien halted before he could reach the door. He slightly looked at them over his shoulder before finally responding.
"I'm going to take her home. I'll call later." Lucien said rather low.
None of the three dared to reply. Lucien opens the door and makes his way towards his Audi, carefully placing Alexis inside. He looks at her for a moment before closing the door and entering into the driver's seat then drove away.
The three watched as Lucien's Audi drove further away from the Salvatore Boarding House, leaving them devastated and worried.
As soon as Lucien got home, he places Alexis on her bed. He finally had the guts to close her eyes and as he did, he can't help but hold his breath.
He clenched his jaw before turning around and walking out of her room.
The vampire went straight to his dim living room, the only light source coming from the fireplace. He wrapped his hand around the neck of the bottle of liquor as he poured himself a drink.
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