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- 𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝘼 𝙃𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙔𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙎 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱, 𝙎𝙆𝙔𝙇𝙀𝙍 𝙎𝘼𝙇𝙑𝘼𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙀 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝙈𝙔𝙎𝙏𝙄𝘾 𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙎 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝙎𝙀𝘾𝙍𝙀𝙏 "
𝙊𝙍...
Over a hundred years ago...
I WOKE UP TO THE SUN FLOODING THROUGH the curtains which wasn't unusual but... when I looked around, it wasn't my room.
Well, in a way, it was, but I hadn't been in this room in a long time. This room used to be my room before my brothers died.
I swung my legs over the side of the bed after tearing off the covers and looked around more clearly. It really was my old room. But why was I—
Memories came flooding back to me and I blinked.
Oh.
Oh, I was going to kill Niklaus the next time I see him.
Shaking my head, I stood with a sigh and made my way over to my suitcases while I made a mental to unpack later although I didn't quite like the idea as it would make everything so much more real to me.
I changed into a nude-colored baggy tee with layered short sleeves, light blue jeans with rips on the knees, my signature black leather jacket, and black heeled booties.
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I twirled my daylight ring, wishing it was the one Kol gave me rather than my family ring, but this was the one I would be stuck with for a while so I just had to deal.
I sighed and walked over to the vintage crimson red mini-fridge I had set up yesterday and grabbed two blood bags from it before drinking them with ease. I tossed the empty bags into the nearby trashcan before I made my way downstairs where I found Damon and his friend Alaric, drinking already.
"Drinking so early?" I asked with a smirk and arched brow. "Stef would be so disappointed."
Damon rolled his eyes, twirling the glass in his hand which had a shot of bourbon in it. "Well, Stefan isn't here." He responded with ease.
"And where is he?" I asked curiously stepping further into the living area of my childhood home, trying not to look at anything.
"School." Damon answered.
I quirked a brow. "It's a Saturday." I told him, "Try again."
"Elena's house then." Damon said carelessly.
"Right and who is Elena?" I asked as if I didn't already know. Despite the Mikaelson family doing their own research, Niklaus, Elijah, and Kol (especially Kol and Niklaus) had made sure I did plenty of my own research.
