Slow Burn [Klaus Mikaelson Story]

53. Chicago

"Isla we need to talk" Elena says as I make my way towards Damon's room.

"Listen I am tired and I need to sleep" I sigh without looking at her.

"No we will talk now!" she grabs my wrist which I yank quickly, making her stumble back.

"You want to talk let's talk but you dare to raise your voice again at me, then Klaus will be least of your worries" I hiss at her walking towards the living room.

I sit on the couch and she sits in front of me terrified.

"Ask" I say.

"So you are a witch?" she mumbles.

"Yes."

"How long have you known?"

"Almost two moths now."

I give her clip answers.

"You said you were transitioning during the sacrificial day"

I nod at her.

"What does that mean?"

"It exactly what it sounds like Elena, like when a human transition into a vampire, I was transitioning and as its getting my powers I was lets just say at 5% witch."

I feel anger rising in her however wait patiently for her to ask.

"So you couldn't have helped Bonnie in killing Klaus?"

"No 5% is basically useles-"

"Still it would've made a difference! It would've maybe stopped Elijah, you could've helped Bonnie by giving her your powers! Now I have lost so many people- I have lost Stefan! Now I am at danger just because you-"

"Listen here, you are not the only one who lost people, Damon lost his brother too, Alaric lost Jenna too, Tyler lost Jules, but instead of being grateful that everyone tried to save you- you can't do anything but blame others for things that didn't go your way. You are not the only one with problems, you have no idea what I was still going through or Damon or Alaric are but no one complains like you do because we don't blame thing on other people, we try to take responsibility for things and try to make best choices with what we have. There are things and matter bigger than you- the world doesn't revolve around you. So to answer your question yes I am witch I had known it before the day of sacrifice however I couldn't have helped and If I had used power there would've been consequences which you cant even imagine of " I breath out and walk away.

-/-

"We are going on a road trip!" I hear Damon's voice.

"Will ya ever let me have a good sleep?" I groan pulling up the covers over my head.

"Wake up sleepyhead! Get ready in ten minutes so we can leave" he says.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"Chicago" He states.

"May I ask why?" I remove the covers in a huff.

"You can play all Sherlock Holmes when we get there" he replies whooshing outside.

Yesterday after I blew up in Elena's face, Damon told her that he knew I was a witch and there are things beyond understanding and reason and that is why I wasn't able to help.

"I hate him" I grumble getting up and rushing towards bathroom, after getting ready I went downstairs towards the kitchen.

"Finally! I was about to age" he playfully rolls his eyes making me poke my tongue out, he passes me a plate of waffles which I devoured happily.