Pure 《Davina Claire LS》

"Usually you're more elegant than this"

On the loose~ Niall Horan

Asena's POV

Signing I lift the wine glass and pour the bitter liquid into my mouth. Dropping it again I lean my head back so it rests on the arm chair. Hearing a pair of footsteps I only sign and pour the rest of the liquid into my mouth.

"Drinking our brother's liquor supply, are we?" I hear Elijah say. I roll my eyes and pull my long legs back and sit up straight. Resting my elbows on my knees I lift my glass one last time before dropping it.

"That was a 500 year old wine glass given to me by the royal family of Italy, do you know how valuable that was?" Elijah asks sitting down in front of me.

"And I'm over a thousand years old, what do you want brother?" I ask grabbing the blood bag next to me. Ripping open the bag the delicious sweet taste of O negative fills my mouth and I moan in satisfaction.

"I have two questions, sister" he says and straightens his posture before pulling his brows together, studying me.

"Firstly" I raise my eyebrow at him. "Have you spoken to your dear twin since our little sister left?" He asks and my eyes shoot down to a pair of black heels in his hand. "Second, Davina is alive" I inhale sharply and tighten my posture. I devert my eyes from my older brother. "Why haven't you gone to see her?" He asks, his voice curious but still demanding of the answer.

"Firstly, brother, my condescending twin is probably sleeping with that red headed slut who I should've killed when I had the chance, even if Sienna would've died, she betrayed me anyway" I growl referring to Sienna helping Genevieve torture my twin and little sister.

"Secondly" I huff, my voice changing from growling to hurt and Elijah tenses at the sudden change of my mood. "What do I say, Elijah?" I say and stand up. Elijah mirrors my action and stands up. I grab the bourbon bottle in front of me and pour the burning liquid down my throat. "Sorry I got you killed after I promised not only you but your sister that I would get you out of here, sorry that I didn't stop the ritual..." I throw the bourbon in front of me against the wall. Elijah signs at the sound of the glass breaking. "Sorry that I- I don't know what I'm suppose to say Elijah? She probably hates me" I say through gritted teeth.

Walking past Elijah I try and walk out but he speeds in front of me causing me to growl at him, annoyed.

"Just come with me before you rip apart bourbon street" he says dismissively of my behavior and gently grabs my elbow and pulls me out of my room.

Following my older brother we walk into Niklaus's room to see Niklaus painting and Genevieve half naked lying on his couch.

I scoff making my presence known. Elijah gives me a pointed look. I roll my eyes and lean against the doorframe.

Elijah holds up the pair of black heels while scowling at the pair. I glare at the red head.

"Yes apart from the one lingering around us with whom you share a bed" Elijah says sharply. I catch Genevieve's smirk and I glare more sharply at her and cross my arms over my chest.

"I trust you can find your clothing in the door" Elijah says snarky and hands her the shoes. I growl silently as she gives my twin a longing look. Walking towards the door I step in front of her, stopping her mid step. I stare straight into her blue eyes.

"Get out of here before I rip your throat out" I whisper darkly. She continues to smirk. Leaning forward she gently places her soft hand on my shoulder and her red lips stand still next to my ear. "You'll kill Sienna" she states but doesn't move. Like lightning I grab her hand which resided on my shoulder and rip it away. "I don't exactly care if she dies right now" I growl and push her out of the room before turning back to me brothers.