On My Own (TVD Series)

The Originals

Standing outside in the backyard, I dipped my paintbrush back into the cup of water before running the wet brush against the blue paint in swirl motions before carefully adding white dots across the top half of the easel.

"Hey...Starry Night in the Rhone?" James whispered as he walked up behind me.

"Yeah, I had a dream about it yesterday, figured it would be a nice painting to have in the house."

"It's beautiful. Look, I just got a call from Damon said something about a Vicky Donovan breaking the veil on our side and there's. Is there something you want to tell me?"

Looking over my shoulder, I set the brush down on the table before cleaning my hands.

"I had no idea about that...I promise you if I knew Vicky was here with the help of a witch I would've been told."

"Good. Damon also mentioned a Mason Lockwood, something about being spit-roasted by him."

"What? Why would he think that?"

"He chained him to a chair and shoved a hot poker into his chest."

Narrowing my eye and eyebrows, I took a deep breath before I saw Elle waving her hand from the kitchen.

"I'll go talk to him, see what's wrong."

"You do that...we don't know what's going to come through the door once it's open, Scar."

"I get it. Open ther door, bad. I'll go see if Bonnie has figured anything out while I'm at it."

Taking off my apron, I wave my hand over the easel and paintings, sending everything back up to my room before I ran into the house and over to Damon's.

"Damon?"

"Still drinking." He said, holding his glass in the air.

"I heard what happened with Mason-, Jesus...you still have that thing?" I blurted out, noticing the same bloody chair that Mason was tortured in.

'Lauren.'

Feeling a gush of air blow against my ear, I turned to the direction of where the voice came from as Damon was still drinking on the couch.

'Can you see me?'

"Do you hear that?" I asked Damon.

"Your voice? Definitely."

"No, there's another voice in here," I whispered.

"All I'm hearing is you, having no plan to stop Mason or any other ghost from hurting anyone."

'You can't close the door, it has to be Bonnie.'

"It can't be me, I didn't put Vicky back in the other side. You should've talked to Bonnie."

"Yeah, well...she's dealing with her boyfriend's ex-vampire girlfriend."

Stepping down to the living room, I slouched on the couch when I hear Rebekah walking in.

"Oh, great. Your room has a really good view, by the way." She told me.

"Thanks?"

"So, you can't do anything?" Damon asked me.

"No, but I can't see what he wants. I just need to go find a spell that will let me do that."

"Then go do your witchy voodoo, I can't keep being haunted by him forever."

'You're a witch?'

"You know...that might not be a bad idea. You were an ass to him-"

"And he almost killed you-"