Guilt ▻ The Originals [3]

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     In Lucien's apartment, Ophelia, Cami, and Anton were still in the living room watching football. After a moment, Ophelia stood up and grabbed Cami's hand, dragging him along with her.

Ophelia gave Cami a warning look before she started to pick up beer bottles before walking into the kitchen with them, Cami following close behind, "Thought I told you two to sit still." He reminded the two women in a stern tone.

Ophelia pretended to be drunk, even though she hadn't even had a sip of alcohol. The female tribrid wobbled on her feet as she walked to dispose of the bottles, "No. You told us to drink, so we drank, and now we're cleaning up," She fake slurred, a menacing smile on her face.

Anton, suspicious of Ophelia and Cami, followed her into the kitchen and stared at him menacingly, "How much do you know about Klaus Mikaelson?" Ophelia asked the man, leaning closer to him, "Because the chances of Lucien coming back are slim to none."

Anton rolled his eyes, unamused by Ophelia's words, "You better hope you're wrong, or neither of you might not make it through the night."

Ophelia smirked, continuing to pretend that she was drunk and slurred her words as she cheerfully rambled to him, "Oh, I don't think you want to hurt me. You see, not only am I queen to the Crescents, who will hunt you down if I'm dead, Klaus is the most ruthless vampire in all of history. And guess what? He's in love with me, so maybe you should be the one worrying about whether or not you make it through the night. Because if there's a single hair harmed on my head, he'll kill you without blinking," She paused, gesturing to Cami, "And not to mention how he would feel if you kill his lovely therapist. I mean, he would go mad if he didn't have neither I nor Cami to talk to after our deaths."

"You're a bad drunk," He told Ophelia, who continued to glare at him, "And it's not like you can do anything to stop me. You may be queen of the Crescents and queen of New Orleans, from what I've heard, but Lucien has you so drugged up that you won't be able to use any of tribrid powers for days."

"Who said I needed supernatural powers to kick your ass?" She suddenly asked, causing to male vampire to turn to her.

Before Anton could react, Ophelia smashed one of the beer bottles against the back of his head, causing the male vampire to groan in pain, "You made a mistake fucking with me," She growled, using the fact that Anton was distracted to her advantage and quickly grabbed the knife laying on the table, pinning his hand down against the table top before she severed the finger with his daylight ring from his hand.

"I'm gonna kill you." He growled at Ophelia, about to lunge for her when his face and hands started to burn from the sunlight streaming in the windows of the apartment.

"Sorry, love, but you're in no position to do that while the sun's still out," She smirked at the man, "Come on, Cami. Let's get out of here."

The two women quickly turned and ran toward the door, dropping Anton's severed finger onto the ground once Ophelia took the ring from it.

Once out in the hallway, Cami made a beeline for the elevator, holding a weak Ophelia up so that she wouldn't fall since she could barely stand.

She pushed the button to summon it to the top floor with her free hand as she held Ophelia up with the other. Waiting for the elevator only made the duo more nervous, "Just hang in there, Ophelia," Cami tried to soothe Ophelia, "I'll get you to Klaus, he'll know what to do."

Just then, the elevator arrived, and Cami was about to rush through the opening doors with Ophelia when she suddenly stopped in her tracks at the sight of who was already inside.

Ophelia groaned when she saw Aurora standing in front of her, smiling fakely, "Oh, fuck," She muttered under her breath, clearly in no position to run from the redhead.