Vampire Kisses || Open
We are loved, we are taken for granted.
Elijah pushed his hands deeper into his jeans pockets as his eyes scanned the crowds of people. “Too many.” He muttered under his breath. He had been spending the weekend searching for Niklaus, and it seemed he would end it empty handed.
I’m only here for this moment…
Pausing in the midst of everyone, Elijah took a moment too appreciate the burning sensation of the thirst in his throat. It had been days since he had last fed. Keeping himself busy he found he could ignore it, as a type of torture for himself.
The things they do to me, they tried to make me plead.
Which he needed, a punishment for his younger brothers death, and the split of his siblings. He needed to feel the pain, feel the weight of whom he had let down. And this was the only way he knew how too. Balling his fists tight, Elijah took a step forward, his eyes closed only to bump into someone. “Excuse me.” He muttered out, opening his eyes.
I will never need them, like they need me.