The Girl Who Restored My Humanity Book Three (A Vampire Diaries FanFiction)

Chapter 12 - Love and Loss

~Previously in 'The Girl Who Restored My Humanity Book Three';~

Alexandria growls viciously, forcing my torture on her to stop. "She belonged to the Gemini Coven! The leader is Joshua Parker; Satine's brother."

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~Ally's POV;~

Satine's brother? I have an uncle. An uncle called Joshua Parker. I want to meet him, and ask him questions; questions about the coven; questions about Satine. "Where are the coven located?" I ask calmly, trying to disguise the immense feeling of intrigue reaching my voice. "Where can I find Joshua?" Alexandria isn't even acknowledging me, and is instead staring furiously down at my wrist. Her bracelet. I completely forgot I was wearing it. "Oh, d'you like it?" I ask amongst a dark grin whilst pulling away from her, leaving the stake tight in her chest to keep her still. "I think it suits me." Alexandria suddenly pushes against the chains, her body shaking convulsively with uncontrollable rage, but she growls and sits back when the stake shifts closer to her heart; she's never looked more angry. "Incendia." Alexandria grunts through the blood in her mouth, her gaze fixated on the bracelet and nothing else; nothing has more importance to her at this moment.

Unbearable scorching heat presses into my wrist, and as I look down in pain at the bracelet I find it is growing hot like a branding iron. Alexandria must be using what little strength she has to force a fire spell on the bracelet. Instantly I gasp at the pain sizzling across my skin, but before I can endure the discomfort any longer I tear the bracelet from my wrist and hurl it across the room. Alexandria laughs with as much energy as she can manage, but as I step towards her she slowly becomes quiet in hope of being spared from further violence. She wishes. Driven by my rage I impulsively grab the stake ready to finish her off, but before I can Katherine's hand is around my wrist stopping me. "You don't want to do that, Ally." Katherine warns, insisting with her eyes that I get out of here before I do something I'll regret. "Leave her with me." As much as I want to kill her, I slowly decide to take my hand away from the stake, allowing Katherine total control over the situation; she's better at getting answers than I am. Alexandria smirks wickedly to herself, in smug understanding that she has gotten away with trying to kill me. I can't stay in this cell much longer... Alexandria is pissing me off. Go for a run, then a drink at the Grill. Blow off some steam.  In accordance with my thoughts I'm thankful that I'm wearing my jogging gear, which I changed into from my Homecoming dress not long after we arrived at this cell. She thinks she's safe from me, but as I slowly lean in close to her I have strong intentions to change that. "You may be a witch, and centuries older than me, Alexandria, but I have things that you will never have." I explain very calmly, smiling bitterly as I stare into her eyes. "Unlike you, my life is important. I have people that need me, and people who care about me. I'm not going to be killed without being resurrected, and I'm going to put up a hell of a fight if you attempt that again. I know most of what I'm saying will enter and leave your skull filled with self-loathing, but hear this. If you try to take me away from the people I love again, or go to the people I love again to achieve that, I will finish your life and anyone that tries to stop me. You have your magic, and your immortality, but I was born strong. Don't pick a fight with me. You'll lose." In response to her silence I walk to the back of the room and quickly tug on the chain again for the blinds, eliminating the darkness of the room in seconds. Let there be light. Alexandria, once more starts to burn and scream as the sunlight strikes her back, and as Katherine regards my action with a questioning look I innocently shrug my shoulders in response. "It was getting gloomy in here." I explain with a bitter smirk, brushing past the two of them for the door to the cell as I continue whilst making my way out. "Thought some sunlight would brighten the place up a bit... My bad." With Alexandria's scream filling my ears I grin to myself and exit the cell, abandoning the evil doppelgangers to do as they please. As soon as I'm outside, into the refreshing morning air and welcoming daylight, I start to jog down the street to distract myself from my own thoughts. My phone starts to rings loudly as I do so, incessant and intrusive, from my back pocket but I choose to ignore it whilst I run round the block. The fresh air cools my flushed skin, relieving every tension in my body, which comes as a thankful relief after all the drama recently. Adrenaline thuds like a heartbeat through my bloodstream as I race past the Grill on my jogging route, and as I continue to push myself eventually I reach the end of the third street then come to an abrupt halt. From the dull ache in my lungs and the throbbing in my legs I feel great pleasure; I've worked myself hard. My hands fall to my knees in a moment of exhaustion as I attempt to catch my breath, but as I look over my shoulder I notice a hooded man jogging a few feet away in my direction. Instantly I'm jogging again, whether it's due to my extreme paranoia or desire to exhaust myself further I'm uncertain, but either way I'm running. In hope of avoiding crossing paths with the male jogging behind me I hastily turn left and jog faster, wanting my own space and my own feeling of safety in the route that I'm taking. Yet, as I round the corner and jog more quickly than before, I glance over my shoulder to find the hooded man jogging with equal speed and in the same direction as I am. Now, I'm panicking. I'm feeling a mixture of changes now that I'm practically sprinting: my heartbeat is increasing greatly; my forehead is beginning to sweat, and the feelings of fear and frustration are beginning to merge. He might just be going in the same direction as you. Cross the street. Determined to be alone I cross the street and finally come to a halt, gathering my breath and sense of sanity once more.