Why Do I Love You? (Kalijah)

*American Gothic*



Every time we lie awake

After every hit we take

Every feeling that I get

But I haven’t missed you yet

Every roommate kept awake

By every sigh and scream we make

All the feelings that I get

But I still don’t miss you yet

Only when I stop to think about you



        It was a beautiful day, as they stood in front of each other.

        “Is that what I am to you? A means of survival?” he accused.

        “No. Of course, you’re not a means of survival. You looked out for me, when I had no one. You’ve given me a second chance now, when no one else will.” She rested a hand on the side of his face. “I love you. Elijah.”

        He turned his head away.

        “You don’t believe me.”

        He looked at her. “I want to. It’s my disease. I just wanting to believe you, but how can I when, at every turn, you give me a reason to doubt you? I don’t know you. I don’t think I ever will.”

        He began to walk away, but she caught up with him and put a hand on his arm, stopping him.

        When he looked at her hand on his arm and then her a couple times, she got the hint and let go.

        He looked at her.

        “Goodbye, Katherine.”

        She could only watch, as he walked away.



I hate everything about you

Why do I love you?

I hate everything about you

Why do I love you?

Every time we lie awake

After every hit we take

Every feeling that I get

But I haven’t missed you yet

Only when I stop to think about it

I hate everything about you

Why do I love you?

I hate everything about you

Why do I love you?

Only when I stop to think about you, I know



        That night, she found him and stood in front of him after thinking things through after he’d walked off that day.

        “What do you want?”

        “To tell you that you’re right. I’ve spent so much time running and lying just to survive, I—I’m starting to believe my own lies. I don’t even remember who I was when we first met. And I want to find out.”

        “How do I know this isn’t another lie? Katherine Pierce deceiving yet another man,” he inquired of her.

        “Because I meant what I said about my feelings for you. And I’d like to think that you feel something for me too.” She took the cure out of her purse and set it in his hand. “I need you to trust me. I want you to trust me. Just like I’m trusting you. You don’t owe me anything. I’m going to let you decide where we go from here.”

        He watched, as she walked away and then looked down at the cure in his hand.



Only when you stop to think about me, do you know?

I hate everything about you

Why do I love you?

You hate everything about me

Why do you love me?

I hate

You hate

I hate

You love me

I hate everything about you

Why do I love you?



        Elijah stood in front of her later that night. He hated what he was about to do, but he felt like he had to do it anyway. There were a lot of things he didn’t have to do that he usually felt he should do, no matter how much pain it caused. Even if it caused himself or her pain.

        He rested a hand on the side of her face.

        “It’s our turn, Elijah. Please,” she pleaded when he’d told her that he was leaving.

        “Katerina.” He kissed her on the forehead. “Goodbye, Katerina.”

        A moment later, he was gone.