Celine Mikaelson is a 500 year old Heretic that has been married to the famous noble, original vampire, Elijah Mikaelson. She knew as soon as she got involved with the Mikaelsons, she'd be apart of every war they had with anyone, what she didn't kn...
It has been a month since I left PA and Elijah. We haven't gotten a divorce, but we haven't been talking, though he has reached out and called me several times, but I always let the phone go to voicemail. I don't know when I'll be ready to talk to him, but it won't be any time soon. Ariella has caught me up to speed that Kol was killed by Jeremy Gilbert, and his whole bloodline died with him, and as well as Finn. Ariella decided to stay in Mystic Falls for a few months then eventually move back to my apartment in Paris whilst I stayed in the house Klaus built ontop of the plantation where Marcel once used to slave on. Marcel knew I was here, and I knew his rules, I mean I knew I could kill him if I wanted, but since we fled from here ages ago, Marcel stayed and built this city into his own.
I haven't spoken to Klaus or Elijah, only Rebekah. We talked every other day, she acted like she didn't care that Marcel was still alive after I told her for the first time. Marcel and I actually had drinks every night and I told him everything that went down between Elijah and I. Him and I are actually meeting again tonight, well in about an hour. He had every right to feel betrayed but us, but I came back, and the first person I looked for was Marcel, I've never actually told anyone but I always believed he was still alive. But, everyone was sure he was gone.
| Celine's Outfit |
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As I was doing my hair, I felt a wind go by me and suddenly it happened again. Someone is here, in the house. My vamp face approached my face and my fangs came in, that only happened when I felt like I was in danger.
"Whoever you are, you should know I'm much more stronger than you." I whipped around as a figure appeared in front of me.
"Elijah.. What are you doing here?" I asked him, as he stood before me. He wasn't supposed to be here, Marcel would have a fit if he knew an Original was in town.
"I've heard from Katerina that someone is conspiring against Niklaus, and I've come here to find out who and why." Elijah explained to me and I shook my head, turning back around to the mirror.
"If Marcel knows you are here, he will think I'm apart of whatever it is that you and Klaus have going on and I don't." I told him while applying mascara to my eyelashes.
"Marcel Gerard? The vampire Marcel?" Elijah questioned, with his eyes widened.
"Yes, Marcel's alive. Now, I should get going now. I'm having drinks with him Rousseau's in a few." I informed him, putting on my heeled boots and applying lipgloss afterwards.
"Now you're drinking with Marcel? Need I remind you, we are married, Celine." Elijah harshly reminded me.
"Maybe in your head, we're still married, but in my head, we're not." I spat, before vamping out of the house and getting in my car, driving to Rousseau's.
AT ROUSSEAU'S
"So, then I kicked his ass out of my bar. He wasn't gonna try and bitch me." Marcel told me, laughing as I laughed along with him and drank my drink.
"Marcel, we're friends now, right?" I asked him, with a kind smile.
"Yeah, you've come back, abided by my rules and when I just a kid, you taught me alongside Klaus. Why? Is there something I should know?" Marcel answered me.
"Just so you know, I have nothing to do with it, or I would've told you already because I still care about them. But, Elijah is in town. He practically broke into my house, and he said he's here because someone is conspiring against Klaus." I informed him and he nodded.
"Thank you, for letting me know, Cel. But just so I'm clear, I can't have Originals running all around MY city. You're good to be here, but once the rest of your family is here, well you know Klaus especially will try to steal whats mine." Marcel explained to me and I nodded. I understood and I just hoped Klaus didn't pop up anytime soon because that'd be a real bummer for everyone.
"I understand, Marcel. Is there anything I can do to help that witch daughter of yours?" I asked with a smile.
"No, I'm sure Davina is pretty good. Thanks for asking though, she's also not fond of Originals." Marcel told me and I sighed.
"I'm not an Original, but I am a Mikaelson. Did you teach her to hate us all or just Klaus and Elijah?" I asked Marcel and he sighed.
"I'm sorry.. I was still upset that you guys left me behind and didn't come back once to see if I was actually dead. And then she asked about my background after I saved her." Marcel apologized and I sighed.
"It's fine, we deserved that." I said with a sigh.
"You didn't, and I apologize." Marcel apologized and I nodded with a smile. I took out my wallet and Marcel put his hand over mine and shook his head.
"What a gentleman you are." I joked as I put away my wallet and Marcel placed down a $100 bill and walked me to my car.
"Thank you." I said before Marcel leaned it and I back away.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry, Celine-" Marcel apologized just before a breeze went by me and I felt a hand over my waist and I rolled my eyes.
"Well if it isn't Elijah Mikaelson himself." Marcel spat, rolling his eyes.
"Marcel Gerard. Keep away from my wife, will you?" Elijah asked of him, buttoning up his shirt for him.
"Last time I heard, you cheated on your wife, with some manipulative vampire your brother has been chasing for centuries." Marcel spat before Elijah threw a punch and I gasped, right before anything else can happen I snapped, as both of them fell down to the ground. I called it a little nap.
I picked Elijah up, placing him inside the car and then walked back into Rousseau's to the bartender, Camielle. I simply told her Marcel passed out from all the liquor he had, and I had help dragging him inside, then with that I left.
When I got home, another car was there and I opened the door, as Elijah snapped his eyes opened and got out of the car.
"Not a word to me, Elijah." I snapped and walked inside of the house, where Klaus sat in the living room, reading.
"Klaus. What are you doing here?" I asked him, folding my arms.
"I figured since everyone fled Mystic Falls to come back here, I should as well." Klaus smirked and I rolled my eyes.
"I see you two are still not on good terms." Klaus chuckled and I chucked my boot at his head, but he of course, dodged it.
I walked up to my room and closed the door. Tonight was hectic but not the most hectic night I've ever had. I changed to some PJ's and put an alarm on my phone, I must go see Marcel tomorrow and apologize for my husbands behavior.
A/N: hii guys ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚i know i've been gone for a while, but i'm back now with a new chapter!
