Lydia's eyes wandered around the room, she looked to the big windows which showed the people walking past, her eyes averted to the people inside sitting, eating, talking. She narrowed her eyes looking for someone who seemed like they weren't on vervain, and easy to prey.
Her eyes fell on a football player, she could tell because he was were a jersey for Mystic Falls. She turned back in her seat looking at what was left of the drink in the glass. She gripped the cup loosely as she ruffled her hair a little, pulling down her tank top that was under her leather jacket, so you should see more cleveage,
She walked over to the football player who was player pool with his friends, he was cute, she admitted, could be a good hook up? She thought. But as soon as she heard him talking to his friends about his girlfriend as he looked over to Lydia having eye sex with her, she decided just to kill him. Once his friends left to go get more drinks, she walked up to him.
"Come with me." She compelled, before walking out Mystic Grill to the ally way. She turned around once he was outside, "What's your name?"
"John." He answered, running his hands through his short blonde hair.
Lydia nods, "Okay, John. Don't scream." She compelled before her eyes turned to a golden yellow, veins crawling under them, her teeth bared before they sunk into his neck.
A moment passed when the annoying ring tone went off, she was going to ignore it, but it kept blaring off surely would attract people.
She sighed stepping away from the boy, pulling her phone out. As soon as she answered the call, John went running. He struggled to scream, he couldn't he was compelled not to, but she never compelled him to not run.
"Damon, my blood bag is running away. What the hell do you want?" Lydia sighed, before using her supernatural speed to run in front of the young man, she held her hand up to stop him.
"I need you to come home, get ready. We're going to a dinner party." Damon responded, "But I'm having dinner now, so pass." Lydia denied her hand flying in the air gripping the fist that John tried to swing at her making her snap his wrist.
"Hey, no killing people! Elena is already freaking out because doctor creepy just killed a man with one of her stakes."
"You don't know that Meredith killed him. I'm still betting money it was Klaus, maybe Stefan." Lydia commented as she pushed John to the floor, "Fine, I'll go. Goodbye, Damon."
"Don't kill-" Lydia hung up the phone, looking to John. "Fortunately for you, I'm not allowed to kill anyone for the meentime , only because I respect my brother's wishes." She bent down to John who looked at her in fear, "Forget everything that just happened." She compelled as she bit into her wrist feeding him her blood before taking off.
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Lydia tugged on her dress slightly, watching Damon knocked on the door of the Mikaelson mansion. "This probably won't end well." She stated, glancing between her brother's before her gaze fixed on the door.
"You use to be really optimistic, what what happened to that attitude?" Damon questioned.
Lydia didn't answer, and the door swung open revealing a handsome man in a sharp suit. She smirk looking him up and down once she stepped into the mansion. "Lydia Salvatore." She introduced.
The handsome mans in the suit stared at the young hybrid, a smile etching on his face. "Elijah Mikaelson, you look lovely this evening Ms. Salvatore." He took a hold of her hand pressing a kiss to the back of it.
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Soulmate | Klaus Mikaelson
FanfictionKlaus Mikaelson has no remorse, no regret, and no humanity. Klaus is the original hybrid the most feared of them all, he's truly immortal of course besides white oak but that was burned to ash. He came to Mystic Falls last summer breaking the curse...