Elijah Mikaelson Imagines

Part 10

Imagine you and Elijah are siblings and you get into a fight. Elijah finds you bruised and all hell breaks loose.
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"Shit, shit, ouch fuck." I muttered to myself as I walked the streets of New Orleans. I had just left a friends house only be jumped by witches who hated my family. Granted like Kol, I loved witches and had no problems with them but since they hate my family; they hate me too. They beat me up pretty badly, so badly to the point where my body can't heal the cuts and bruises.

I walked up to the house seeing that there were no lights on. Great, that means no one is home and I can cover myself until I feel better. I stumbled inside locking the door behind me only to hear voices. "Emily is that you?" I heard my twin brother Elijah call out to me. Fuck he is the one person I didn't want home.

"Yea Elijah it's me."

"Come here, Hayley is here with Hope and she's excited to see you." I hear hopes giggles as I guess he started to tickle her. I didn't want my niece to see me like this so I tell them "I'm coming! I just got home and smell horrible so I'm going to take a shower." He yelled back ok and I scampered up to my room.

I look at myself in the mirror and start to cry. My face looks horrible. A cut under my right eye, my left eye swollen shut, my busted bottom lip, and a knot forming on my forehead. I wonder to myself what did I do to be treated like this. Oh right, I was born a mikaelson. A knock at my door snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Auntie Emi." I heard hopes voice through the door. My eyes widen in shock as I quickly head to the door to lock it. "Hey hope" I whimper out "what's up?"

"Hope couldn't wait to see her favorite auntie." I hear Elijah say. I chuckled then wince grabbing my side as it start to hurt to laugh. I lift my shirt and tears well up in my eyes again as I see my torso riddled with bruises. Shit, they really did beat the shit out of me.

"Emily are you sure you're ok?"

"I'm fine Elijah" I mentally curse myself out as I heard my voice cracks. I hope he didn't hear it. "Hey hope, go tell your mom that we'll be down in a moment" Fuck, he did. "Emily open the door now." He said in his authoritative voice. "I don't want to."

"Emily..."

"No Elijah.. I'm scared.."

"Of me?"

"No.. well yes.. I'm scared of what you might do.."

"EMILY JANE MIKAELSON OPEN THE DOOR!" He roared. Even though we're the same age, Elijah is scary when he's angry. I hesitatingly open the door to let Elijah in my room. My eyes looked towards the floor hoping it would swallow me whole before had a chance to get a good look at me. He gasped lifting my head to look at the damage. I hiss as he wipes away the blood on my lip. I stare at him waiting for him to say something... anything but he doesn't. He lifts my shirt seeing my body with bruises everywhere. My heart starts to beat as he looks me dead in my eyes. His voice: quiet, tense and his eyes: deadly. "Who did this to you?"

I instantly cry into his chest telling him came out of nowhere and attacked me. His hand cradled the back of my head comforting me as I stained his shirt. "Mommy, Why Auntie Emi crying?" I quickly hid behind Elijah not wanting hope to see her favorite auntie bloodied and bruised. "Hope, go downstairs and paint auntie Emi and pretty picture ok?"I hear hopes tiny feet receding downstairs and Hayley ask "what's going on? What's wrong Emily?"

"Call Rebekah and Niklaus while I call Kol and Freya... we have to kill some witches."
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Word Count: 656

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