Isadora's life was nothing but normal. No matter how much she tried, she would be forever haunted by the supernatural beings that lurked in Mystic Falls.
Torn by love, taunted by her choices and her troublesome past; Isadora must live her life as...
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Kai has not spoken a word to me for two weeks, but he lurks around, watching me. It is already March 1, marking the two months I have been here for. When are the Bennett witches going to realize they sent me here by mistake? Every day that passes is a day closer to my insanity.
Just as I reached the end of the street, my bike tripped over a thin wire that was tied between two trees on opposite sides of the road. I fell on the ground, scraping my hands and knees.
"Someone should really have gotten rid of that nasty wire," Kai appeared from behind a parked car on a driveway.
"I agree. It should be removed by the person who put it there." I sat down on the pavement, looking at my elbows. I need to treat this.
"Well, it wasn't meant for you," he paused. "Who am I kidding? It was totally meant for you, and you fell for it, literally."
I did not want to deal with him. I am just going to go find a clinic so I can get some gauze. I picked up my bike.
"Where are you going? This isn't over."
"I am pretty sure it is, I am bleeding and not just externally. You win Kai. I am not going to try and bicker anymore." I said as I hopped on the bike.
"You can't ride a bike. You'll hurt yourself."
"Because of you! Why are you doing this to me?" I yelled.
"Here, let me bring you the hospital. Get in the car, and don't waste your time arguing with me."
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I sat on the hospital bed, I have never been to a hospital as big as this. I never went to any hospitals back in the 1867 prison world.
"I come bearing medication," he entered the room with gauze, a bowl of water, a cloth and a small bottle filled with an orange solution. Kai kneeled on the ground and dabbed a wet cloth on my injury.
Just as he was about to put some of the orange liquid, I asked, "what is that?"
"Concentrated orange juice. It helps with the pain." He said, "it's iodine, ever heard of iodine?
