𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧- 𝐄.𝐌

13. Elijah

Maeve sat at the edge of her bed shaking with rage, tapping her feet as the events burned like wildfire inside her head. There was a phantom sting of the slap on her cheek where Elena had slapped her. She rubbed her hands together to get a hold of her body. It seemed as if she had lost all control over her own body. She was watching and feeling herself break apart again and again in rage but nothing seemed to calm her.

David Bowie sang through the stereo speakers but did nothing like he could before. Maeve remained on edge through the night.

She didn't sleep at all, wrapped into her own trail of grave thoughts. All of which ended up at the same point; save face. All she could think about was how she would never help Elena Gilbert ever again.

The insult that she felt didn't go away. Morning sun arose but Maeve did nothing. She just stood up and walked into the shower. She stood underneath the flowing of the water, hoping it would wash away her anger. It must have been an hour long shower when Maeve started to feel better. She sat numbly at the kitchen table eating the cold pizza leftover from yesterday's lunch. A cup of coffee sat beside the plate untouched.

Maeve flinched startled from the sudden ringing of the ringtone. She picked up the phone from the sink where she had thrown the previous night in a fit of rage. The screen was cracked but she could still see what the caller id said. Maeve looked away from the screen up at the wall before she declined the call. Maeve got back to her pizza ignoring the constant ringing of the phone.

After the third ring, Maeve picked up the phone and pressed it to her ear. "Not picking the call the first time should have been your clue, I don't want to talk to you. You have some nerve calling me."

"Maeve please. I called you because..."

"Because what? You want my help? You want me to come save you? What is it? I am done Elena! Let Klaus come and take you. See if I give a shit."

"Hold on──" there was a bit of silence on the call before she heard another voice, "Maeve? This is Elijah. I was wondering if it would be possible for you to join me and Elena at the Lockwood mansion. We are headed that way."

Maeve thought over it for a few seconds before she nodded aimlessly, "sure. Be there in about ten minutes."

"See you then, Maeve." Elijah ended the call. Maeve slammed the phone on the table. She finished the pizza and coffee before making her way out the door.

Maeve parked her bike outside the mansion front steps and climbed up. She threw open the door and sauntered inside looking around to find the original.

"Maeve." she heard the voice she hoped to avoid. Maeve walked inside the Parlor to find Elena standing by a sofa in the room while Elijah sat in front of the fire place facing her on an arm chair. She noticed the new suit he had worn firts before the cup of tea in hand.

"Elijah. It's good to see you out of the sleep." Maeve offered him a smile to which he responded with a smile as well.

"It's good to see you as well. Thank you for coming."

"Call it good faith in you." Elijah, although not showing it, was taken aback by her choice of words and tone. He decided to ignore it when he saw how cautiously Elena approached her.

"Maeve I just wanted to say..." Maeve lifted up her hand putting a stop to anymore words from Elena.

"I know...you're sorry for what you did and you shouldn't have said what you said or did what you did." Maeve's sharp tone stung Elena making her lower her head. "Save it. Save your crocodile tears for your two boyfriends and that best friend of yours who finds you worthy of self sacrifice. I, on the other hand am not going to be affected by those. The only reason I am here right now is because he asked me to be here."