DEMENTOPHOBIA ▶ E. Mikaelson [2]

CHAPTER TWO

My book is inspired by The Originals, with slight bits of The Vampire Diaries. Watching both shows will probably be the best in order to understand the story.

All rights go to the creator Julie Plec and both her shows (The Originals/The Vampire Diaries). I own nothing but the characters that have come from my own imagination.

Original Characters do not belong to me.

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All Too Well (10 Minute Version) Taylor Swift

And I know it's long gone and

There was nothing else I could do

And I forget about you long enough

To forget why I needed to

Cause' there we are again in the middle of the night

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"And I'll just take the Scrambled Egg Special with hash browns and pancakes on the side please."

I smiled politely, handing the waitress both my menu and my brother's abandoned one, watching her walk away toward the kitchen.

She clearly did not wanna be here.

Sinking my exhausted body into the booth, I rubbed the bags under my eyes. I didn't blame her. Besides the annoying, empty pit in my stomach, I would have much rather stayed in the glorious hotel we just left only hours ago. We, unfortunately, compelled our way into getting a room, which was mostly against my morals because I would have liked to pay for it like any other person would, but Bellamy decided to take the vampire route.

Thank god nobody there was on vervain.

It was your classic four star establishment, but the mattresses were an easy eleven out of ten. I even considered stealing one for the road but my Red Cadillac's limited size would have begged to differ. My hands fell from my face just as Bellamy appeared around the corner, wiping his palms against his jeans.

"What were you doing in there, taking a massive shit?" I asked, trying to get more comfortable in our booth.

He ran his fingers through his wavy locks, sitting down across from me "Fuck off, I was actually on the phone with Caroline."

My eyebrows crinkled at his response, wanting to visibly vomit.

Ever since we were both juniors at Mystic High and Caroline was a new freshman, Bellamy had developed a noticeable crush on the blonde. And though Caroline used to be the prissy, cheerleader who seemed to be into much older guys, such as Damon, she always had a thing for Matt.