Okay Okay Okay.
This Is the Story of Lydia Marin... Yes again same chick I've used in all my writings, but it's a different reality her. Lydia has just became Queen after her mothers sudden death, caused by Lydia. Lydia is a Bastard Liba. She has b...
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(A/N: Okie dokie so just going through this on my phone and realised that the music I attached to it didn't stay so lets hope it stays this time)
Lydia parked the car and invited Nik into the house.
"What about me?" Stefan asked.
"Are you going to follow my rule?"
"What rule?"
"You stay in your room, there is a bathroom in it, and you only come out when either Nik or I come to get you. Got it?"
"Fine."
"Come in, Steffie."
Lydia showed Stefan his room before grabbing Nik's hand and dragging him to her room.
"Now who's your favourite witch?" Lydia asked angrily.
"You..." Nik answered carefully.
"Then what witch were you talking about?"
"Gloria..." Nik sighed.
Lydia raised an eyebrow.
"You know I'm the most powerful witch right? I can open things that only another type of witch can because of their blood. I can do anything!"
"Yes, little wolf," Nik chuckled, "I know you can do anything."
"Then why are we here for the second opinion?"
"Bec-"
"And why the warehouse? Hmm? Other witches and warehouses with no explanations make for a very angry liba."
"More like jealous liba," Nik mumbled.
Lydia growled and her eyes lit up and Nik's eyes widened.
"Ok, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He spoke quickly.
Lydia raised both her eyebrows.
"Someone tampered with the Crypt so my family is in the warehouse... and... umm... Gloria has a bar..." Nik smiled softly.
Lydia growled.
"Okay okay, Stefan doesn't remember the 1920's because I compelled him to forget. Gloria knows him and... and I want a second opinion, okay? I'm sorry."
Lydia rolled her eyes and crawled onto the other side of the bed.
"I know who fucked with the crypt," Lydia told him after a moment of silence.
"Who?"
"This angel made me wake up your fucking mother," Lydia sighed.
Nik shot up.
"Is she still-"
"No, I put her down."
"Why did you even listen to that angel?" Nik asked, getting angrier by the second.
