New Orleans // The Originals

11. 'Yeah, Well Normal People Scare Me.'

A/N

Ooh, author's note at the beginning because I'm a rebel. ;3 I might not be able to update until Saturday. (I know right, I can feel your tears cx) 

It's because my uncle managed to fix my laptop and I updated successfully yesterday but when I went on Wattpad today so I could write a new chapter, my laptop started popping up with stupid ads so I'm on my old laptop which has a two lines going down the screen as well as the screen gradually getting darker resulting in me not really being able to see anything on the top of the screen.

I'm going to my dad's on Saturday so I'm going to ask if he can have another look at it for me but until them, I'll try and bribe my mum to let me use this laptop. (Because it's she's always using it to watch movies and stuff.)

Hope you enjoy this chapter anywayyyy and as always, thank you for the number of views this story has. I love all of you who are reading this right now and wish you the best <3

~Aimee<3

Chapter 11

Kat's P.O.V

Tyler had dragged me all the way through the forest, his werewolf pack following shortly behind us, to an abandoned warehouse that took us almost 3 hours to get to. 

"Where are we?" I asked when we finally entered the creepy building.

There was two ripped couches, a dart board on the brick wall empty beer bottles scattered the floor. Not only that, but there was a strong scent of blood and dead people which sent a chill up my spine.

Tyler sat be down on the couch before dismissing the werewolves, who all disappeared quickly. "A place I like to hang out sometimes. You'll be staying here until further notice."

"This place doesn't look very safe, Tyler. Not to be picky or anything but have you seen this place? What am I going to wear, this? What if it gets cold, will you leave me to freeze to death because I don't have a coat?"

"You should have had a coat on, Kat, it's cold outside."

I scoffed loudly. "Do I look like the type of person to go out on a daily basis? No. I'm the type of person, Tyler, that would much prefer sitting and watching reruns of Orange Is The New Black than going out into the cold world and facial those awkward social situations I always get myself into."

"Still, not the best clothing choice." Tyler replied while looking me up and down.

"I didn't wake up this morning, know I was going to end up with you in a cold warehouse in the middle of nowhere so excuse me if I ended up dressing for binging on food with my boyfriend and my friends."

He laughed and shook his head. "You're so weird." 

"Yeah, well normal people scare me."

Tyler and I spent the next few hours bickering about random things, mostly my clothing choices, and throwing menacing glares in each other's directions. Believe it or not, actually, he's not the worst person to be kidnapped by, I was just glad it wasn't Marcel or someone.

I had managed to convince Tyler to go out and retrieve me some Burger King because I was hungry, which I was, I hadn't had food for at least 12 hours because I only had a few bites of my pancake before Mr. Lockwood came knocking at the door.

Something started ringing and my first thought was fire alarm so I started running for the door, pulling the handle vigorously with no result. Then I realised it was a phone that was placed on the broken coffee table near the large old TV in the corner of the room, so I went and picked it up.

I cleared my throat before speaking into the phone. "Hello?"

Davina's P.O.V

When we got to Starbucks, it turned out it was closed, so instead we went to Costa and got coffees. There were three girls a few tables away from us who kept glaring at us, so when one of them started walking out of the door so they could leave, I used my powers to slam the door shut so it hit her in the face. I made Kelli laugh, which wasn't a good thing because she ended up spitting her coffee out on the floor. Oops.

"Excuse me, Miss, you're going to have to clean that up." One of the workers said while emerging from somewhere as if they'd been watching us.

Kelli groaned and pulled out some paper towels, throwing them on the floor and letting them soak up the liquid before picking them up and throwing them in the bin. "There, happy?"

"Thank you, Miss."

"You're welcome."

During our hour long coffee chat, I learnt that she had the same name as her 'second favourite person in the whole wide world' after her number one, Mariska Hargitay. Both their names were Kelli but obviously, they had different last names. Then, she went on to talk about how someone called Ice-T liked her tweet and she started screaming and crying as well as falling off her sofa.

"So, this Ice-T guy is also in SUI, I'm guessing?" I asked while sipping on my drink.

"SUI? SUI? It's SVU you dumb fuck." She said and I laughed at her. "Sorry, but SVU is a very important part of my life."

"Right, I can see that." 

Once we'd finished our drinks, and I bought a cookie, we headed our separate ways leaving me wondering where to go. I didn't know whether to go back to the compound and risk seeing Rebekah, or wander around New Orleans on my own for a bit and risk seeing Marcel or his day walkers. Obviously, I'd choose Rebekah any day.

I opened the door and slipped inside, there was no sound whatsoever. "Elijah?" I called out. No response. "Klaus? Kol? Rebekah? Hayley?" I shouted, still no response.

Making my way into the living room, I saw that no one was there either. Worry coursed through my veins as I checked the rest of the house in case they were playing some twisted joke on me. Maybe they left because they didn't want me? Did they leave because they thought it was my fault Kat was gone? Wherever they were, I knew I needed to find them so I grabbed one of Rebekah's jackets and ran to one of the empty rooms to do a locator spell.