The Old Witches Mansion

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As I was laying down on the ground, I heard the witches start to talk. They were mad, they keep on saying that he isn't who I remember or that he is evil.

"No!!!! He's not!!! He can't be!!! No, please no!!!" I screamed out to them with tears running down my face. Their chants began to get louder and louder. It became unbearable hearing their loud chants.

"Please, just stop!" I felt the tears run down my face faster and faster. The pain became to much for me to handle. I got up from the floor and climber up the steps from the basement. When I reached the main floor, I felt my tears start to slow.

"Why won't you stop? Can't you see your hurting me?" As I spoke out to them, I felt the air in the house get warmer then colder as the witches had gotten angry then upset at how they couldn't convince me of him being evil. I just couldn't except that I was evil nor him being evil.

"Why are you doing this to me! I love him, but it hurts so much! Please! Just turn it off!" I begged them to do a spell to make me not feel anymore. I do t want to feel pain anymore. Even through my pain, I kept walking up the stairs. Their screams keep getting louder and louder. Its killing me to hear them say everything that he has done since I last died.

"Please! I'm begging you! Just stop! I don't want to hear anymore!" Why won't they stop! I don't want to hear anymore! Why.... why do you have to break me even more? As I reached the top of the stair case, I started to head towards the end of the hall. I could feel my tears running down my face. It stung, filling these tears roll down my cheeks.

"Please.... just stop. I can't take it anymore!" My scream seemed to finally silence them. When I reached the end of the hall, I went into the attic that was hidden away by the witches. As I climbed the stairs to the attic, I noticed how it seemed to be still in perfect condition. I guess magic will do that. As the stairs disappeared, I walked over to the bed that was by the window. I could feel the tears coming down faster.

"Please, just let me remember! Let me go back to being the true me. I don't want to be like one of the doppelgängers. I want to be back in my natural form. I want to be the girl who I was when Niklaus fell in love with me, I want this glamor off of me!" As I finished speaking I felt the witches began to pull at their magic and undo the spells. Before I could do anything, pure utter pain took over my body.

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