Chasing An Outcome

Chapter 2: Painful Decision

Davina had no clue how much time had passed since she'd passed out. When she woke up she was still being carried by the man (Nathan was it?) so she reckoned it must not have been as much as she'd hoped.

"You awake?"

"How long was I out?"

"You've been out for quite some time. I've been moving from place to place."

Slowly everything began coming back to her. It was still vague but she remembered bits and bits.

She wiggled slightly. "Um, thanks, but I can walk now."

"Huh? You sure?"

"Yeah," She nodded and was soon back on her feet. Now she was able to get a good look at him. He was a lot younger than she'd thought, possibly mid twenties with brown hair falling down the cap he was wearing; and he had some really blue eyes.

They circled one of the buildings to reach a secluded alleyway. "Alright, think we've lost them. Good thing these guys don't frequent this area very much." He said as he crouched to catch his breath. "It should be smooth sailing while we head to a better location. Who would've thought I'd ever be thankful to have magic? That and the fact that I'm pretty clever."

"You're a witch," Davina stated, still baffled by the fact that a witch would want to help her. Not that she was complaining.

"Yeah, glad to see you're okay. Although, now that I think about it, if you're here that means you aren't exactly okay. Am I right Davina?"

"Huh, Davina? You said my name?" She exclaimed in surprise. "Why... Why would a complete stranger know my name?"

"Complete stranger? Ouch," The man replied, feigning a hurt expression. "Pretty harsh on the person who named you. But it is valid I suppose."

Davina was sure her brain was malfunctioning right now. Was she dreaming? Had she hit her head at some point during all this? "Named me? What are you talking about? You named me?"

"That's right." Nathan said, all traces of mirth leaving him. "You're my daughter Davina."

"I'm... your...?"

And now everything had definitely shut off.

All she could do was release a chuckle, a laughter of just pure awe.

That was when the day's events fully came tumbling onto her, all of it. Cami dying, being killed by a cursed Kol, Freya and Elijah attacking her, having her soul almost crushed -and the immeasurable pain she'd felt while doing so- by the ancestors. All this in the span of one day. It was bound to take its toll.

Her body began trembling uncontrollably, as if she were standing right in the center of an earthquake. She was on the verge of breaking down. The waves of emotions overcoming her were too much to bear. It felt like her insides were closing in, crushing everything in its path.

"I can't- I can't breathe," She sputtered. And Davina was beginning to feel like the walls were closing in. Which was ridiculous considering there were no walls at all! When he approached her with concern she quickly stepped back, holding her arm up to keep him at a distance. "Don't! Don't come any closer!"

"Davina..." He murmured, the hurt from her rejection displayed on his face. "I didn't know. I didn't know this would spiral out of control like this. The chance of seeing you was never something I hoped would occur, because seeing you meant..." His voice trailed, unable to even speak of how she'd been hurt. "But some selfish part of me truly is happy to see you. You, Davina, my precious daughter."

On its own accord her hand clenched into a fist before it shot upwards and collided with his shoulder, hard.

He recoiled backwards, stunned by the action.