Author Note: This is my first story ever so hopefully it isn't too bad. I got the idea a few days after seeing the Season 6 finale of The Vampire Diaries. This story is under the rating M because I'm not entirely sure what I will have in it yet so I made that so it was rightfully under the correct category if it does become a mature story. This story isn't beta'ed but I will try my best and sometimes the character s may be a bit OOC (I'll apologize now) and it won't really be on purpose. This is just my first story. I don't know if this story is going to be very short or sort of long but as soon as I do, if anyone reads and likes this, you'll know.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All rights go to The CW, L.J. Smith, and whoever else owns the characters and/or writing of The Vampire Diaries
Chapter 1 (Elena's POV)
I don't know exactly how to explain what this 'Sleeping Beauty' spell is like for me. I feel asleep, of course, but it's not exactly like just being asleep or in a deep sleep. Sometimes I dream. Other times I actually sleep or just sort of… lay here.
It's irritating. When I dream, it's of Damon and what I wished, or what my mind made up, of happened after Jo and Alaric's wedding. I dream of Caroline, Stefan, Bonnie… of everyone, really. However, Damon's always the constant. I miss him so much I ache.
I was so excited with the prospect of having a human life, a human life with Damon. I've dreamt of the wedding I so badly want to have. Of the kids I want to have. Then I'm reminded that none of it will come true... at least not very soon. I hate not knowing how long I've been asleep, or rather, laying here. Though I don't really know where 'here' is. No one mentioned it during our goodbyes or as I like to call them, our 'See You Laters.' Goodbyes are painful. Missing someone, thinking or knowing that you'll never get to see them again, is painful.
If you couldn't tell, I think a lot too. Sometimes I think up possibilities of what's going on around me. I think of how unfair it is that this spell was placed on Bonnie and I. It all varies. Then, I fall asleep.
Sometimes the realistic dreams are the worst part of this spell.
It's been 60 years. Bonnie's 85 now. What year is it now? 2074? I think so. 2015 plus 60 equals 2074, right? I've never liked math.
Sometimes I feel horrible, like a monster, for paying so much attention to each birthday she, my best friend, has. For the most part, I've done what Elena asked. I didn't really 'let' myself desiccate. Then again, Stefan, Caroline, Bonnie, and god knows who else would've never let me had I tried. They're irritating like that.
I haven't killed anyone. Though I have fed off a few people but I didn't terrorize them or anything like I've been known to do. Just fed, compelled, and let them go on their very merry way.
Marry. I hate that word. That word's partly the reason of why Elena isn't here with me. If Jo hadn't gotten pregnant, Alaric hadn't proposed... Well, I may not be here right now, would I? I'd be with Elena. At our home. Maybe watching our Grandchildren play. Maybe just watching a show on TV. Who knows? Not me.
That's a dickish thing to do. Blaming my former best friend and his decisions for Elena being asleep. It's better to say that it's really my 'mother' that's to blame. Her and her damn 'family' of vampire-witch bitches. Guess families don't matter unless you choose them to some people. Stefan may irritate the shit out of me and I may hate him sometimes and get mad at him sometimes BUT he's still my brother. He's still my blood. I care for him.
Ah, our mother. I enjoyed her death. Granted, I wasn't the one to kill her, but it was still good. Enzo was actually the stake-r in that situation. Her family, or as I've started to refer to them, her 'vitches', were causing a hell of a lot of trouble. More trouble than me in one of my 'bad' moments. They were creating more 'vitches' and terrorizing mystic falls and eating a shit ton of people so they were disposed of. My mother just though everything was alright because she finally had her family back. I like to blame her for Elena too. If she hadn't been so desperate and shit she wouldn't have made a deal with Kai. Kai would've never showed up at the wedding if she'd gotten the hell over it. But no, her blood sons weren't enough family for her. Bitch.
I left Mystic Falls about 10 years after Elena fell asleep. Stefan and Caroline decided that I was torturing myself by staying so, along with dear Bon Bon's help, they convinced me to leave. I stayed with Caroline and Stefan for a few months. Then I found the paper I had showed Stefan at Mr. Rodgers' house in the back of the Camaro. I decided to go stay at the apartment then. It seemed way better than staying around those two and watching them make googly eyes at each other. It was revolting.
I actually have tried to do things to pass the time. After I left Mystic Falls and everything I went out a lot. When I was staying at Stefan's I walked around constantly. They were staying in Georgia at the time. There wasn't ever snow that I know of. I say that because I'm pretty sure I was there from December to March. Not sure though. I didn't really keep track of time during the first ten to twelve years. Elena wouldn't have liked Georgia very much. She liked the snow.
The apartment and bar I'd bought is in Illinois. Stefan soiled the idea of it when he showed me his little idea of what he thought would happen between Elena and I. So, I didn't mind coming here. It just sucked because I thought of what really could've been.
Bonnie and Stefan think that I believe that Elena's dead because of the way I talk. Caroline ignores me and distracts people with her bright and cheery self. What they don't realize is that I don't think Elena's dead.
I just don't think she'll ever wake up, even when Bonnie dies.
I got a call from Bonnie's husband, Charles, this morning. Apparently Bonnie doesn't think she'll be alive for much longer. The doctor's think that with the correct medication she'll live 10 more years or so. I talked to Bonnie about an hour ago. She wanted to tell me that she was ready. She had had the life she wanted.
Bonnie had 2 children and 5 grandchildren. She told me this for some reason I didn't really understand at first. I, of course, knew her children, her husband, I even knew her grandchildren. I was even at her wedding. Then I realized that she was trying to make me understand that she need to convince her husband to let her be. I didn't want to. I didn't want Bonnie to die! I had lost enough people In my life and I wasn't ready for the lose of another. I hated the thought of trying to make a husband understand that his wife wanted to leave or, well, die. I did what Bonnie asked me to though. I told Charles that after everything Bonnie had been through and done, she deserved the right to decide when she was going to die. He got mad at me. Looked like he wanted to hit me, too, it kind of reminded me of Tyler. He yelled and said that no one could make him understand why his wife wanted to 'leave' so badly. Charles did know about Elena and the spell Kai had put on her and Bonnie. He just hadn't realized that that was one of the reasons Bonnie was so ready to die. I think he may have forgotten, actually.
It didn't take him too long to remember. After yelling at me and saying he was not going to just let his wife die, he stopped. He looked down at his feet, still breathing heavily from yelling. Then he said,
I had looked up at him as soon as he had said her name.
"Oh." Charles looked up at me and nodded. He got up and I stood up with him and was surprised when he hugged me. He let go, nodded, then walked back out the door.
That was Wednesday. Bonnie died about 3 and a half days later on May 12th, 2074.
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