Voodoo Witch ✵ (The Originals Fanfic)

Chapter 4

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Previously on Voodoo Witch....
"The fu-"
"What the bloody hell?!"

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Celia was left crashing on her bum while the other person who crashed into her stared at her,wide eyed.

Celia looked up from where she sat and squinted when she saw a blonde haired, blue eyed woman. 'Very pretty' was her initial impression.

She then remembered her situation and scowled as she stood up dusting her lower back.

"So much for hoping for a sorry."

"I'm sorry?"

"Not forgiven. You just ruined my new pair of leggings!" Celia said while continuously scowling.

The woman scrunched up her nose and rolled her eyes. "Oh please,I can buy you the exact same pair at the kids store."

The woman looked around and Celia could practically feel her smirk, "And I wasn't saying sorry."

Celia stared open mouthed as the woman walked up farther into the foyer.

She then turned to Celia and said "Mind getting the bags will you?"

Celia scowled for like,the nth time in the presence of this obnoxious, demanding and unapologetic woman.

"Actually I mind." Celia said with gritted teeth, and with that she strutted, yes she strutted back to the living room, leaving the woman alone staring at her small figure.

She went to sit down when she overheard Hayley going down the stairs.

'Oh no! I forgot to keep the stranger out! Agh! Klaus is so going to have my head!"

Celia sprinted in front of Hayley in the foyer and spread her arms out.

"Ci, what are you doing?" asked Hayley with eyebrows furrowed.

Celia turned her head towards Hayley and whisper-shouted, "What does it look like I'm doing?! Protecting you, duh!"

"Oh, there's no need to protect her from me, love." came that obnoxious voice again.

'Ugh, the stupid British accent again. Is everyone who's good looking have to have a British accent?'

Celia turned to the woman and crossed her arms like a boss.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Celia, rudely.

The blue eyed woman ignored her and turned to Hayley who, Celia didn't notice already went in front of her and had an iron poker in her hand.

She peeked above Hayley's shoulder and saw the woman say, "You must be the maid then. My bags are in the car – get them, will you?"

"No bitch, we're not the ones who get things done here" sassed Celia.

The woman eyed her suspiciously and
even Hayley also gave her a look that said 'shut up or I'll make you shut up'.

"Hello. Not the maid." Hayley said, smiling wryly as she puts down the iron poker.

"Right. You're that werewolf girl my brother, Klaus, knocked up. I was expecting to see some kind of supernatural, miracle baby bump." The woman then eyed Hayley's stomach for a few seconds then looked back up to Hayley. "Guess you're not showing yet. It's Hayley, isn't it?"