Careless, and Free.

Careless, and Free.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Oct 10, 2014
"Hah! I bet you dont even know Poe." "Sure I do." "Then show me." "Okay, here." She hands me a peice of paper. I read it aloud. "He was amazing." I laughed. "No way. He was more than that." "No you are." "What?" She laughs and walks off. I sigh. "Careless." I see her turn around. She waves and runs away quickly. "And free."
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Echo Gilbert is Elena Gilbert's identical twin sister but is older by 5 minuets. She's quit bitchy but never shows it. She has a personality no body knows about. What happens when klaus mikaelson comes into the picture read to find out.... "Gosh, I wish I hated you!" Klaus screamed, the glass he held in his hand smashing into shattered pieces due to his sheer anger. Echo's eyes softened to his harsh words. Her mouth slightly dropped in awe and her mind went blank. So this was the Klaus that everyone hated, the Klaus that everyone wanted her to stay away from. Echo's eyes welled up with tears. "I thought you were different ... I stood up for you and now you want to hate me?" She shoved him with all her might, him barely even stumbling back. His eyebrows rose in shock due to the violence she had never shown before. "Screw you, Niklaus Mikaelson!" She continued and then stormed off to the door. Not even grabbing the door handle yet, Klaus super-sped in front of her and grabbed her wrists, gripping them so tightly, she couldn't break free. She tried to escape, jamming her elbows in his broad chest, not even knowing that the tears broke through and were streaming down her face profusely. Not even one minute later, she gives up the fight, resting her forehead on his chest, breathing heavily now. "You done yet?" He asked, resting his chin on the top of her head. She didn't respond and tried to recover her breathing, her heart rate decelerating. She took another sigh before speaking. "No ... not yet ..."

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