~ (Elena's POV ) ~
~••••••••••••••~
As Caroline and I left I felt the blisters that formed on my hand heal. The burnt skin knitting itself back together slowly.
Caroline looked to me grabbing my own wrist pulling my hand to her face inspecting it. "Did she burn you?" I shrugged. She couldn't be a witch.
I mean we would have sensed it, but there is a possibility. She said we should be able to sense other vampires.
Caroline looked like she wanted to kill her. Fury in her eyes. Narrowing at the mystery woman. "Maybe Klaus is keeping her hostage like he did with Katherine and she was scared?"
"Yea or maybe she is just as evil as he is. Maybe she is another half-breed," the blonde scoffed. The distaste like honey on her tongue. I shrugged as I fished my phone out of my pocket.
We walked to the car as I called Damon, "Damon there's a problem."
"What - what is it?" He fumbled.
"Klaus is sat in the Grill with this woman. I think it's Katherine's sister." I chewed on my lip nervously.
"We'll did she say she was ?"
"She neither confirmed nor denied." The lone was dead silent as if no one was there.
"You're not listening Damon she knew who I was and when I grabbed her wrist she burned me, but I don't think she meant to," I stammered. The line went silent until he mumble a 'we'll be there in a minute.'
Caroline and I lent against her car. I shut my eyes and pushed my fingers to my forehead stressed. I caught a glimpse of a figure in the alley way.
I looked up again quickly only for it to not be there. My eyebrows creasing in confusion. Looking towards Caroline and back to check again.
We turned at the sound of a car pulling up next to us. Damon and a brooding Stefan emerged arms crossed over their chests. I removed myself from the car and went towards Damon.
Standing at his side. Not missing the glances Caroline and Stefan were giving each other. "So who is this 'mystery woman'?"
Caroline perked up, "her name is Y/n she is sat at the bar in Alaric's seat." Damon's jaw ticked out of annoyance. He walked up to the door about to open it until the bell sounded.
A familiar hybrid walked out. "Ah Damon, Stefan. Even better the vampire posse is here." English accent thick and scheming. The woman stood next to him.
Looking at me and the way I clung to Damon. I tightened my hold on him as he looked down at me. Noticing her staring he sent a scowl. She only smiled.
A/n
I know another short chapter I couldn't think of what I could write oops.
~Dahlia Rose Bud~
YOU ARE READING
Goodbye Sister | K.Mikaelson
FanfictionY/n Petrova is ,how do I put this, a complete bad bitch. Now what if when Klaus killed Katerina's family he did not kill all them he did however, keep or in- slave her sister y/n and had a witch create a fake body to create the illusion that miss y...
