The Girl Who Waited (Kat's POV)

        My name is Katherine Pierce and I’m a former vampiress. I have had a very hard life for 500 years, because I chose to run instead of being sacrificed in a ritual by a hybrid named Klaus Mikaelson who prefers to be called Klaus. For 500 years, I ran and stayed one step ahead of him. In the meantime, his elder brother, Elijah Mikaelson, and I were in love, but because of Klaus, we couldn’t be together. Klaus is so paranoid that his siblings will leave him; break the promise they have kept for 1,000 years, “We stick together, always and forever,” that people who his siblings fall for, he kills. I’ve made many enemies that have kept me from being happy and having a life that I’ve always wanted. I thought Klaus was the worse I could and would ever encounter, but I was wrong. There was an immortal by the name of Silas. He killed me, but I came back to life somehow. He killed me because he needed the cure for vampirism and it was inside of me, because Elena Gilbert, my doppelganger, shoved it down my throat on Graduation night when I was so angry that I tried to kill her, because I hate her for getting the life I always wanted. Now, because I screwed Elena over, I’m dying of old age. The cure did something to me. I can’t digest vampire blood and I assume I’m dying of old age because I turned 500 years ago. You want to know what the worst part is? I’m alone in this. I’m surrounded by those that hate me and Elijah doesn’t know what happened to me. If he did, he’d be here, right? So now, all I can do is wait. I wait for his return but know it may be too late and I may not be able to be saved. This is the story of a girl that waits for her long-lost love to return.



        It’s a dark night in the Salvatore boarding house, as I lay in bed. Nadia has just left the house, made that I’d rather die than be in her body as a Traveler. Stefan has left too after giving me some peace, and Damon is trying to make me miserable. Why must he do this? I didn’t do this when I was a vampire and he was dying from a werewolf bite. He goes in my head, first visiting my nightmare from 500 years ago when I first turned; the night I found my family and village slaughtered in Bulgaria. Then he goes in my head, making me think that Elijah came for me, but it’s really just Damon. All I want is for this misery to end and Damon won’t stop. I demand him to get out of my head, but he doesn’t.

        After what feels like an eternity, it stops, and I open my eyes to see Elijah at the doorway and Damon finally gone; probably scared off by Elijah.

        “Elijah?” I question, wanting; needing to know that it’s really him.

        “Katerina,” he greets, as he sits on my bedside.

        I rest a gentle hand on the side of his face, looking at him.

        We smile at each other.

        “You came,” I say.

        “I did. I’d like you to go to New Orleans with me. There’s a witch there that can help you.”

        “You know I’d go anywhere with you.”

        “Then let’s go.”

        I smile.

        On the way to New Orleans, I think about how Elijah finally came back for me. I’m also wondering what will become of me once I’m cured of this. Will Klaus kill me? Will I have to flee from the Mikaelsons again? Will I be safe in New Orleans, me being human again? Will Elijah alone be enough to protect me? Will Elijah and I finally get a chance to be happy together?



        After we arrive in New Orleans, we head to the cemetery where I’m introduced to Davina Claire. Then she does a spell and I’m cured. I’ll stay human as long as Elijah’s willing to protect me and give us another chance.



        That night, after everything, he decides to get back together and the others, including Hayley, decide to put up with me being here. This makes me happy. I finally got a part of my life I’ve always wanted.