032. Flawed

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(Farewell to Storyville)

"I'm starting to wonder if you have a death wish. We are stuck in this cemetery for however long and you are incessant in irking Niklaus more" Ellanora huffed looking at her sister in exasperation. "I'm sick of his cruelty Ella, I've had enough. I want to be free to go where I want and love who I wish without Nik getting in the way. He's kept my happiness from me for 1000 years, I won't put up with it any longer" Rebekah argued.

"Well, you won't be doing any of that if you end up dead now will you. The pair of you are giving me a headache, I never should have come back to the god forsaken town but of course Elijah managed to convince me" Nora grumbled sitting on the floor and resting her head against a tomb stone. "And now you can't leave because their are things here, people here tying you to New Orleans once again" Rebekah added.

"I could leave and I'm going to. This time I won't be informing any of you where I'm going and I'll get a cloaking spell to ensure you can't find me" Nora said thoughtfully thinking of all of the possible places to go. Perhaps she'd try England next. "Then why haven't you" Rebekah smirked, she really did have a death wish. "Next time I'm going to let our brother stake you rather than saving your life, stop meddling Rebekah your not a child" Nora scolded narrowing her eyes at the blonde.

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Nora was deep in thought as Rebekah spoke to Marcel on the phone, her sisters words were plaguing her thoughts and as much as she tried to deny what Rebekah was saying she couldn't. Deep down Ella knew her sister was right in what she was saying, the brunette had never had to know the feeling of her brother killing the ones she loved. Rebekah had experience that many times.

While Ellanora had experienced great loss when Eloise died she could still turn to her family because they weren't to blame, Rebekah never had that. Eloise De Martels death was sudden and unexpected. Nora got to hold Eloise and say goodbye where as Rebekah was never granted that courtesy.

"Eloise" Ellanora yelled as she walked through the counts house trying to find the girl. They were set to leave, Mikael had found them and they needed to leave immediately. Eloise and Nora had split up to grab a few last things and were supposed to meet at the carriage minutes earlier. Niklaus and Elijah insisted that they had to go and Eloise could join them in a few years when they were safe.

However Ellanora denied rushing away from her brothers and sister in search of the girl her heart longed for. "Ella" Eloise whispered as she saw the original come around the corner, the vampire grinned at her voice before her face dropped noticing the girls state. "What happened" Nora demanded speeding to the human girl who was propped against the wall her hand pressed to a large gash on her abdomen.

"They tried to kill me, but it's okay. I'm not afraid" She whispered couching slightly as blood coating her lips. "I can heal you, like Niklaus did with Lucian. I just need to find him so he can tell me what to do" Ellanora said desperately tears running down her face as she started to stand only to be stopped when Eloise grabbed her arm, in her panic she seemed to miss the entirety of what the girl had told her. Someone had tried to kill her. "No, it's okay. Please don't leave me" She cried. "I won't" Ella promised trying to smile but it was impossible as she tried to choke back sobs.

Nora moved the brunette so she was in her arms applying pressure to the wound on her stomach. Ella tried to remove the panic from her face it was only going to make it worse. Ironically she felt her heart race faster as she heard Eloise's slow. "Don't cry, it's okay. I love you Ella, I always will" Eloise whispered looking up at the older girl as her breathing became more uneven. "Don't say that, you're not dying. Someone will come, one of my brothers will come find me and they can help you. They know how to help you" Ella assured but she wasn't so confident.

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