!editing! MY LOVE ( k mikaelson )

003

( new orleans, 1919 )

the blonde girl gasped, suddenly sitting up in an open coffin. she felt the veins retreat and her skin tone go back to it's normal tan. the girl immediately looked down to see a stab wound in her heart healing before her eyes. still dazed slightly, she raises a hand to her forehead, feeling weak - which was unusual for her. she can't have been daggered longer than an hour but it felt like a century.

how did she end up in a coffin? had klaus moved her here?

klaus.

looking down at her attire she became angry. niklaus. he did this to her. what could she have done to deserve being daggered? she felt tears spring to eyes but wiped them away quickly, immediately feeling stupid that she thought she was different. different to the other people he treated as disposable objects. atleast that was what he had told her. all elle had ever done was love him and this is how he treats her?

"elle you haven't got much time." someone rushes up to her helping her out of the coffin. "klaus will be returning soon and if he finds out that i have done this..." marcel mutters.

"marcel? what's going on?" she panics. "did you take the dagger out?" marcel nods and shoves some money in her hand.

"you need to get away.. i know you'd prefer to live your life rather than be stuck in a box for a century."

elle stops to think. she could either stay and confront klaus, which would probably lead to being daggered again, or she could get away and live.

it didn't take her long to decide which was best.

"thank you marcel. please, look after yourself." she nods and hugs marcel briefly. not knowing when niklaus would be back from wherever he was, elle wastes no time packing and just runs.

elle didn't know where she was going or when she'd return, all she knew in that moment was that it wasn't safe to be with the love of her life.

( present, mystic falls )

she wakes up groaning, as an intense pain burns through her. that'd be the vervain. as elle opens her eyes she immediately notices that she's been chained up. she raises her eyebrows in curiosity, before mentally making a note that that was a smart move on her captor's part. she was known to be the most aggressive original, when provoked. elle takes the time to scan her eyes around the light, gaping room that she's stuck in. she can see that she's in what looks like an abandoned house and is chained to both the ceiling and the floor, extra precaution i suppose.

"what do you want from me?" elena's shrill voice cuts through the silence suddenly, causing elle to snap her eyes open out of curiosity of where the noise came from. the blonde original furrows her eyebrows as she sees elena sat on a couch next to... rose?

"oh my god.. you look just like her." rose smirks, completely ignoring elena's question.

"but I'm not. please, whatever you-"