𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚
The fear of falling in love or being in a romantic relationship.
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Cassandra Gilbert. Elena and Jeremy's older sister, who went to Europe after graduation and left a small, remote town behind. But what happens when she find...
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I could feel the cold sea breeze on my cheeks, which turned slightly red from the cold, as I stared at the others disembarking from the boats. I was so excited to see them, to be here helping them find a cure that none of them would take. I love being here with them for the next few days, I really do.
And the best part is that the vacation in the heat has been canceled and now I can stand here, here on a stone beach with cold sea and wonderful people.
"We haven't seen each other for so long! I even started to miss you!'' I said bluntly with a smirk. Most of them rolled their eyes at me.
Apparently only Damon respected me enough. "Thana, this is too much sarcasm for me this morning."
"Who shoved a wooden stake up your ass, Damon?! Because I definitely wasn't.''
Damon gave me the middle finger and continued what he was doing. I heard him complain. "Couldn't they have hidden this cure in Hawaii?"
"Finally I hear some reasonable comment from you Damon," Rebekah smirked at him and he looked at her sullenly. "Where the hell are we?"
''Two hundred miles off the Nova Scotia mainland. The whole point was to hide the cure on the most obscure, desolate island. So that's why we're so far away,'' the brown haired intruder smiled at Rebekah.
"Ah, finally... the encyclopedia has arrived," Kol whispered mockingly to me and I couldn't stop myself from snorting.
"I'm Professor Shane, I was looking forward to meeting all of you Mikaelsons," he smiled at them and offered his hand to shake, but it was ignored. I smirked at his enthusiasm for their presence, despite the rejection.
"Pathetic."
I bit my lip, anch calmed my amusement. Witchipedia kept talking about them as if he wanted to worship them and they were incredible. His gaze stopped at me and he frowned. "You're not a Mikaelson. Who-''
''Thank God. You would like to be related to them!?''
He looked at me for a moment and I just raised an eyebrow. Suddenly realization crossed his face and his eyes widened. ''Oh my god! You are- you are-.... You are Death. I read about you. You are a legend, if I told my friends this, they wouldn't believe me. You are a Goddess. I read that you-''
''This may shock you, honey, but I don't actually give a shit,'' I smiled sweetly at him and saw how his face fell slightly, yet I suspected that he would try to interrogate me or use me. I wonder if he realizes that this will be his certain death.
''I think we can go now,'' Stefan called to us and nodded towards the forest, towards which he and the girls began to walk, followed by the others. Just like us. I smiled at the so-called professor for the last time and went on my way.
