☆ 4.17 ~ sanctuary

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if the spark in your eye goes out
i can be your glow
bringing you home
~ welshly arms, sanctuary

if the spark in your eye goes outi can be your glowbringing you home~ welshly arms, sanctuary

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The plane ride back was quiet for both Lydia and Rae, both consumed by their own thoughts. Both involved their family. For Rae, she was thinking about her sisters and her parents. About how they were alone for hours because their mother left because she was more concerned with her work and their father was attending a conference out of state. She thought about what could've happened to her sisters. They could have fallen down the stairs, used the oven, left the house and got lost. All because she wasn't there, but it wasn't her that should have been there in the first place. She should have been allowed to go away with her friend for a few days at the age of nineteen, but she couldn't. Her parents didn't step up, so she had to.

Lydia, on the other hand, was beginning to think about her lack of family. When Lydia had went to see her mother, she convinced herself she wasn't looking for a family because Lydia was surrounded by people she loved. She didn't need anyone else. But her mother only made her question what family she really had. Grayson and Miranda wanted her dead. Jeremy and Lydia had no relationship. Elena and her were getting closer, but they weren't sisters yet and Lydia didn't know how long until she could say she fully trusted her. She thought she had found a family with the Mikaelsons, but at the end of the day, she was just a close friend. She wasn't family. And now that her and Kol were done, that only made her think about that even more.

But they felt like family. Because Lydia couldn't think of any other place that she would be comfortable dumping her bags at the door to the living room and throwing herself down onto the couch the second she came home. She wished that she could enjoy all the decorations that she had walked by when she arrived. The outside of the house was decked with light strings, garland, and wreathes and the yard was filled with different figurines. Lydia was surprised that the Mikaelsons were so festive, though she figured it was mostly the result of Kol's and Rebekah's love for the holiday.

Lydia found herself unable to enjoy any of it given the circumstance. She wasn't even sure if it was possible for vampires to have headaches but she swore that she had one. She was hoping that being back in a familiar place would relieve her of the tension, but she was wrong because it wasn't the place that she needed, it was the people.

"Lydia, sweetheart, did you manage to find your mother?" Lydia didn't even bother to look up when she heard Klaus' voice speak to her. She just held the decorative pillow in front of her face, burying her face into it and pulling her head up so that she could place it on Klaus' lap.

"I have no mother," Lydia grumbled into her pillow."I just miraculously sprouted from a flower or something because I have no parental figure I wish to associate myself with."

"I take it things did not go well?" Klaus raised an eyebrow. He knew that Lydia was on her way because because of Rae, but Lydia didn't talk about what happened with her biological mother.

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