Malia's POV
I walked back into the house and plopped down on the sofa and sighed. I laid my head back and closed my eyes. Seth was making up whatever he was going to tell me about Klaus, I know that but I still wondered what he was going to say. How did he plan on ruining what little happiness I had? Did he think it'd make me run to him and be with him? Ugh, my mind is going wild with thoughts. I needed a distraction and badly. I grabbed my phone and texted Rebekah.
'Hey, you up for going partying tonight? My treat.'
Rebekah texted back almost immediately. 'Hells yeah! Where at?'
I smiled at my screen. 'The bar downtown. Be there in an hour cause I'm starving.'
'Okay. See you soon!'
I smiled and walked up to my room. I went into my closet and got my jean black jean shorts, a white tank top and threw on my black leather jacket. I walked into my bathroom and straightened my now pink hair. I went back into my closet and grabbed my black leather boots and put them on. Happy with my look, I walked downstairs and stopped in front of the door and turned around. "Elijah, I'm leaving. I won't be back for a while so don't wait up. Tell Klaus he is in his own room tonight."
Elijah appeared on the balcony. "And just where might you be going?"
I shrugged. "Out and about. Being in this house is driving me absolutely crazy. I won't try to kill the Cullens, oh have my word."
Elijah rubbed his temple and sighed. "I suppose you can go out but Kol has to go. I don't want you alone with them in town, I don't trust them."
I rolled my eyes. "I can take care of myself, Eli. Plus, I'm meeting with Rebekah."
Elijah looked at me. "Okay but I don't want any emergency phone calls, alright?"
I sighed and opened the door. "Yeah, yeah, yeah."
"Have fun!" Elijah called out as I shut the door behind me.
I walked to the club since it was so close. I met went straight to the ally where me and Rebekah were suppose to meet and waited. I sat on top of the fence that blocked the ally from the main road. I started whistling until Rebekah showed up. "Late, as always." I muttered.
Rebekah rolled her eyes. "At least I came."
I mocked her eye rolling and jumped off the fence. "Let's go dance and eat, shall we?"
Rebekah smiled and held onto my arm. "Lets!"
We walked in the club, music pounding and everybody dancing or drinking. I smiled as I smelt all the blood. Man do they smell good. I pulled Rebekah to the dance floor and started dancing with her. I threw my hands up and started grinding on her. She placed her hands on my hips and we moved to the beat. I closed my eyes and threw my head back. Rebekah laughed and let go. "I'm thirsty, I'll be back."
I nodded and kept dancing. Eventually, a tall guy with her black hair and blue eyes came up to me. "Hey, wanna dance?"
I grinned and wrapped my arms around his neck. I danced to the beat with him and looked in his eyes. "Don't scream, just keep dancing."
He nodded his head in reply and I sunk my teeth into his neck. I groaned when his blood hit my mouth. I never tasted a human that was this good. I sucked his blood dry and set him on a barstool and made him lay his head down, cleaning the blood from his neck and wiping my mouth. I smiled and moved on to the next. By time I was full, there were five bodies scattered around the place that were dead. I smiled knowing Rebekah had more. What can I say, maybe I'm crazy?
Suddenly someone cleared their throat behind me but I was on a blood-high, again. "Haha, hey there handsome."
The male looked at me disgusted. "What is wrong with you, Nova?"
I growled when I heard that name. "I don't go by that name anymore. My name is Malia."
The man rolled his eyes and huffed. "Where's your blonde friend?"
I stopped breathing for a second. Only one person called Rebekah blonde--Jacob. I growled and looked him dead in the eye. "You're not suppose to be here, mutt."
Jacob snickered and crossed his arms. "I'm here for Seth, not you. Look, he needs you, leech."
I growled a little louder this time, letting my inner beast out. Let me tell you, she's a killer one too. "What did you call me you dog?"
Jacob sneered. "Leech."
I had enough. I picked Jacob up by his throats and started crushing it. "Call me a leech again and I'll snap your neck, dog."
"Malia!"
Well shit. I let Jacob go and turned around and saw Rebekah standing there. "Haha, hey."
Rebekah frowned. "You said you wouldn't try to kill them tonight."
I shrugged. "I said the Cullens not the dog."
Rebekah sighed and grabbed my arm. "Were leaving, Nik wants to talk. You know I'm one for mishap but if we kill him the truce is over and they all die."
I snickered. "So let them die."
Rebekah sighed. "We can't start a war, Malia. Klaus will never forgive us."
I pulled Rebekah back and looked her in the eyes. "If you think I care about what Nik will do, you're mistaking. I could care less. I want the Cullens dead. I hate them. They deserve this after what they have done to me."
Rebekah flinched and pulled her arm away from me. "And that doesn't make you any better than they are, Malia."
Rebekah walked away from me after nodding to Jacob. I sighed. I knew she was right but revenge for what they have done to me sounds a lot better than dealing with the fact that I know my sister is out there with my real parents, happy and content with her real family, something that I will never have. I sighed when I heard Jacob clear his throat. "So you drink from people now, huh? That sure will change Seth's mind."
I shrugged, not really caring what Seth thought. I turned to Jacob and growled lowly. "Leave me the hell alone or so help me God, the next time that I see you, I will kill you."
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