New Orleans // The Originals

3. 'Narcissistic, Backstabbing Wanker!'

*Present Day*

"Klaus!" Rebekah shouted at the top of her lungs as she dragged me into the house we shared in New Orleans. "Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother you narcissistic, backstabbing wanker!"

The double doors opened and Klaus stood there with a smug look on his face, making Rebekah and me scoff in disgust.

"Why all the shouting little sister?" He teased while filling a glass up with bourbon and sipping it slowly. Typical.

"What have you done with Elijah, Klaus?" I narrowed my eyes and gave Klaus a sour look.

"Why, when something goes wrong, am I the first one you assume to have done something?"

"When has it not been you to do something careless and reckless Niklaus?" Bekah hissed.

Hayley and I made our way up the grand staircase and into the giant library where I began looking for a book to read. I need something to take my mind off the two bickering siblings downstairs.

Don't get me wrong, I loved Klaus and Rebekah but they didn't get along all to well and it had only gotten worst since we had made the discovery that Hayley was carrying Klaus' child.

Davina's P.O.V

*Present Day*

After putting my tank top and shorts on and throwing my hair into a messy bun, I started getting into bed. Just as I was about to throw the quilt over so I could get in I felt a cold gush of air fly past me.

"Who's there?" I spun around, ready to throw whoever was there into a wall.

Something caught my eye which made my mouth fall open slightly. The coffin in which Elijah Mikaelson had been daggered in was open and he was nowhere to be seen. That was until he emerged from the shadows in the corner of the room.

"Hello, Davina." He greeted me, a smile playing on his lips.

"E-Elijah Mikaelson." I stuttered. "How is this possible, you where-"

"Daggered? Long story." He cut me off. "I believe we have some things to discuss, Davina. You see, I have a deal in mind for us."

"A deal? What kind of deal, Elijah?" I questioned, curious at to what he was thinking.

Elijah began walking around my room; looking at my things. "I won't tell my brothers your whereabouts," He mumbled. "If you promise to help me defeat Marcel."

I pondered upon this for a minute. If I helped him defeat Marcel, it would mean I could be free and I wouldn't have to worry about him anyway; however, I wouldn't be protected from Klaus, Kol or anyone else who tried to help me.

"How do I know you're not lying to me? That you won't go tell your brothers where I am as soon as Marcel's taken care of."

"I am a man of my word, Davina, and you have my word that I won't say a word to my brothers."

We sealed the deal quickly with a handshake before Elijah told me he would be back in a few hours to discuss the plan to take down Marcel.

A/N

It's like 10 o clock and I'm dying so this is why this is really bad cx. I'll edit this whole story anyway once it's finished because it all probably sucks but I hope you liked this parts and if you didn't, soz bro <3 

Also, because I'm so tired I didn't get up to the Kat's P.O.V bit but I'll make most of the next chapter her P.O.V anyway soooo...yah?

~Aimee<3