Compelled | Stefan Salvatore

Chapter 13 ➳My Life Made Me This Way

Elizabeth POV

People have always asked me why am I evil, what made me this way and the only answer is my past.

Back when I was human in 1864 you could say I had a rough childhood.

~1864~

"Sister, would kill to put on a smile on your face" I heard my brother Alex beside me.

My family and I were attending the Lockwood Party. My brother had escorted Pearls daughter Anna, while I went by myself. I know my parents didn't even want me to come but I had to do people wouldn't ask questions.

I watched while I saw the Katherine and Stefan Salvatore danced together. Alex rolled his eyes and walked away. I smiled to myself, I wish I could have someone look at me like Stefan's does to Katherine. I knew Katherine well and I knew what she was, but she told me not to tell anyone which I didn't.

"Sister we are leaving," Alex said coming out of the crowd. I nodded while I started to walk with Alex towards the door. I turned my head to take one last look at Katherine and Stefan, I could see Katherine smiling at me and giving me a little wave while I gave one back.

When we got home both of my parents went to the sitting room and I could see them reading. They did that a lot. My mother got up and started to head the kitchen while I followed her.

"Mother?" I said trying to get her attention. I held my hands in front of me while I put my head down.

"What" She snapped.

"I was wondering since my birthday is coming I was wondering if I could have your grimoire," I asked. I had been building the courage to ask for weeks.

"Do you know what went threw my head when I found out I was pregnant with you?" She said changing the subject.

I stayed silence. While she walked closer to me. She raised her eyebrows expecting an answer. "Um, I don't know" I mumbled under my breath.

"I was anger because I knew this baby was going to take the thing that I loved about myself"

"I took your powers," I said.

"You took my powers. So tell me why should I give my grimoire so you can just rub it in my face?"

Again, I stayed silent. I knew I had to be careful with my words.

"What about Alex? You said you would give it to him?" I said raising my voice. I have never raised my voice to my mother and that was a big mistake.

She grabbed my hair and banged my head of the counter. I fell against the wall and then on the floor. My mother kneeled to my height and grabbed my hair once again. I started to feel tears in my eyes.

"Never speak to me like that ever, do you hear me?" My mother yelled in my face pulling my hair make if I scream and nod. "Alex wasn't the one who ruined my life first, he is the better child. So don't ever dare you can do anything you want because you can't"

My mother lets go of my hair making me sigh in relief while I held my head. "Go to your bedroom" She ordered which I obeyed.

I quickly got up and ran out of the kitchen. I passed my father who was smiling, he had heard everything. My father was the same as my mother, but my mother was worse. I ran up the stairs and into my bedroom. I fell to the floor and had started to cry. This was every day of my life. Alex was always the perfect child, he was the favorite child.