Red (TO & Legacies) Hope Mikaelson

Chapter 5

An: It's short chapter and because i'm high on peanut butter chocolate oreo i'll give you triple updates. So, we can go home to Mystic Falls quicker.

Everything's Okay

Lucienne pov

"Have I played that song too much? I have, haven't I?"

A gun cocks pointing at Luce's head while Hope and i are sitting at the booth, "Still, there are far less drastic ways to put in a new song request. What's your poison? Poison? ABBA?" i pour another Luce liquor while Hope leaning on my side. 

"Revenge," the man that still holds the gun and masks said. Some of his men are pointing the gun at Hope and i, "I'm not familiar. But if you hum a few bars, I bet I can keep up." The man that seems in charge take off his mask, "Well... if it isn't Mr. Said-out-bitch?" 

Luce turns to me and Hope, "did you remember when i told you i was awake at the desert and found a man who helped me, sister? Well, he's the man." Luce rises from his seat and walk past him toward the bar, "I'm glad to see you've recovered from your adventures in the desert." The man follows after him, "I almost died because of you. You were driving a stolen Brink's trunk full of cash," he said.

"Because of me, you're not in jail forever." I watch as Luce took another liquor and two glasses, "your welcome." I chuckle at Luce antics, "I was walking around in the desert for days. I barely survived. It got so bad that I-I started hallucinating. I-I remember you having wings," the bad guy said. 

"You remember correctly. But I'm different now." 

"I don't know what that means, and I don't care. I needed that money. You know, I did my research on you. You're loaded. So pay up or my men will shoot your sister and her girl." I sigh in tiring, "do you think we have to stop Luce?" Hope whisper-asked me. 

Luce turns around in pissed, "I think your research may have been a little..." bending the gun in ease, "...inadequate." I hear faint growl and whimpered coming from Luce and the man, Luce grabs his collar and lifts him up. "I didn't hallucinate, did I?" the man whimpering.

"What do you feel? Confusion? Disgust? Terror?" 

"Mostly terror," the man answered. "I wonder if that's what she felt," Luce told him. I sigh and wraps my hand around Hope shoulder, "and he's unstable... again."