The Original: Book 2

Chapter 21

"Ah, Elizabeth. There you are. I was starting to worry I was in the wrong house," my mother said as she walked around, looking at the decor.

"Mother, you're – how?" I gulped, not moving from my spot.

"That is none of your concern right now. All you need to know is that I'm here and I'm not going anywhere," she turned, a sickly sweet smile on her face.

"Is father?" Her gaze flickered over to me and I immediately lowered mine to the ground, head bowed slightly.

"No. That old bastard is still a pile of bones in the ground," she told me as she walked over to the couch. I relaxed slightly, knowing I only had to deal with one psychotic parent. "I'm a bit tired. Show me to my room." I nodded my head, leading her up the stairs to the room furthest from mine.

"Sorry, it's a bit dusty. I don't usually have people stay over," I said quietly. She looked around the room before looking back at me and nodding her head.

"This shall do for now." She shut the door in my face and I quickly made my way down the hall to my room. I shut the door, sliding down it as I pulled my knees up to my chest and ran a shaky hand through my hair.

***

"Have you no food in this house?" My mother called from the kitchen.

"Like I said last night, I don't usually have people stay over. And I don't eat regular food myself. Not since -," I trailed off, looking away.

"Well, since you have no food, we'll have to go out for lunch."

"Are you sure? I mean, you just came back from the dead, don't you want to rest just a little bit longer?" I asked, hoping she would agree to stay in.

"No, I've been resting long enough. I want to go out. See the town that I'll be living in," she stated. "You've been living here, so I assume you know the best places to find good food?" I nodded as she made her way over to the front door, turning. I flinched at the glare she gave me, "well? You're not going to leave your mother to starve are you?" I quickly made my way over to her, leading her out to my car.

***

My mother and I went down to the Grill, finding a booth to sit in. "So how does this work?" She asked, looking around.

"Um, well, a waiter usually brings us a list of foods to choose from and then they make it and bring it to us," I told her.

"Ellie, nice to see you here," Damon stated walking up to our table.

"Damon," I greeted. I peeked at my mother from the corner of my eye, hearing her clear her throat.

"And who is this beauty you've brought with you?" He asked, looking over at my mother.

"Damon Salvatore, this is my mother, Maeve Sawyer. Mother, this is-,"

"It is very nice to meet you, dear," she cut me off, reaching her hand out for Damon to shake. I noticed her hand tense up along with Damon's body. There was no doubt she was hurting him.

"Why don't I go get us something to drink?" I suggested, standing up.

"I'll go with you. I need a refill," Damon said, holding up his glass. "It was very nice to meet you Maeve."

"It was lovely meeting you too, Damon."

"So, that's your mother, huh?" Damon asked quietly as we walked towards the bar.

"Yep. That's mummy," I replied, a hint of bitterness in my voice.

"I thought she was dead."

"She was. For over a thousand years. And then out of nowhere, she shows up in my house. Alive and well." I ordered two glasses of water, even though all I wanted was a tall glass of something stronger.

"How is that even possible?"

"I don't know. And she won't tell me." Feeling a sharp pain shoot through my head, I knew my time was up. "Look, Damon, make sure you steer clear of my mother. She's not like me, okay? If she even dreams of you crossing her, she'll kill you, no questions asked. Alright? And can you not mention this to anyone? I haven't told Nik yet." He nodded and another pain shot through my head and I hissed. "And that's my queue. Bye Damon," I told him, walking back towards the booth my mother sat in, waiting for me.

New character! Ellie's mom. How do you think things will go with her being back?

Hope you all enjoyed. Also hope you all have great weather, I know I have. If you don't, hopefully you get some soon :)

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