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"Take me to your heart, for it's there that I belong."
"Ah you're right." Is the voice that wakes me up out of my slumber.
I don't open my eyes because the pounding in my head is becoming unbearable.
Where am I?
I try to remember what happened but the last thing I remember is having a tutoring session with Alaric, him acting weird, and the fight with Tasha, then it going black. I try to remain as still as I can and keep my breathing steady. Damn it. Damon is going to have a field day rubbing my face into the fact he was right about not going out. I got kidnapped just like he said. Fucking great.
"This witch is juiced up, and aiming to kill." A voice sounds that kind of sounds like... Alaric?
I hear footsteps that seem to heading away from wherever I was. I'm laying on something soft like a bed, with my back up against the headboard. I let my finger spread out slightly to just feel and realize that I am infact laying on a bed.
I hear something being opened far away and a scoff follows. I dare to sneak a look around the room and it's hard to see at first because my head is stills spinning- badly at that. But i'm able to see the back of Alaric, seemingly digging through a dresser drawer. I let my eyes roam a little more around and see two other people. I see a guy wearing a dark colored ripped t-shirt, pouring himself a drink not even looking at me.
The second person I see is Katherine whose leg is soaked in blood, and her hair is ripped and thrown different ways. She's faced towards Alaric so she has her back to me. My heart starts to speed up when I first think it's Elena until I notice it's Katherine. Only because her face reads boredom, and Elena would be freaking out or trying to compromise.
Katherine's head tilts in irritation, "Thats terrible." She says sarcastically.
Although she seems bored, her eyes carefully follow Alaric, watching his every move.
"We're going to have to kill her Maddox." Alaric says in a tone I can't read.
That's when it clicks. Alaric would never harm "the witch" who i'm assuming is Bonnie. He wouldn't unless it's not Alaric at all. It makes sense. The dark clothing, the pet names, not knowing things the Alaric I know would know.
Klaus sighs in disapproval before spinning around towards me. I keep my eyes locked on him and just stare into his deep blue eyes- or Alaric's as I should say. I didn't risk closing my eyes not only because I didn't have enough time, but because with my heart beat going this fast, there's no way I would be able to slow my breathing without him noticing.
He slowly stalks to the bed I lay on, in the same predatory way Elijah had, and with every step he took, his menacing smile grew more.
"I knew you were fake sleeping." He says proud of himself.
