Thicker Than Water | Mikael Mikaelson

Chapter 3

Kailee

The sound of low breathing woke me up from my deep slumber. I half way opened my eyelid only to be met with creepy ass Mikael. 

"That's creepy as hell, ghostface." I mumbled. He tilted his head. "My name is Mikael." I hummed at his statement.

"Regardless, get up. I'm taking you somewhere." He said. My eyes shot up to him with excitement. He noticed my look of joy and frowned deeply.

"Let's go."

He walked out after that. I quickly put my shoes and socks on, running down the stairs to meet Mikael. He stoop in the living room window looking out into the woods.

I cleaned my throat to get his attention, which clearly worked.

"Let's go." He said. I followed him out the door, deeper into the woods. The further he walked the more I grew to realize that he's definitely going to kill me.

I fricken irritated him, trying to be tough and look where that got me. That's the last time I play stupid.... especially since I'm walking the walk of death.

"Please don't kill me." I muttered. He didn't even give me a glance. He just continued on his way to wherever he's going to kill me.

I held in the sobs that desperately wanted to let themselves be known. I know that will only irritate him more. He'd probably give me a painful death if I took it too far.

He suddenly stopped making me run into his back. He turned to me with an emotionless face seamed on him.

He pointed to the ground and my eyes widened. He wouldn't! He - he  just can't!

I stomped my foot on the wet soil. "I may be your prisoner, I may have no choice in anything, but I will not dig my own damn grave. I refuse!" I shouted. The sound of crows sounded in the distance, the flap of their wigs flying off.

Mikael cracked a smile making me fume. Is he fucking laughing!?

"I am not killing you."

I breathed a sigh of relief. Then what the hell are we doing here? Is he hiding a body he wants me to bury!?

"Whatever is going on in that braindead head of yours is most likely not true." He gruffly said. His eyes shrined with amusement.

He walked up to me causing me to back up. It didn't take long for me to his a tree. His face getting dangerously close to mine. His breathed smelled of blood, fresh blood.

I closed my eyes tightly expecting him to do something I wouldn't want to see. I shriek left my lips as he lifted me over his shoulder, walking back to the place where he pointed. He reached down and seemingly out of thin air, pulled up a Steele door.

My mouth gaped open. "what the hell?"

Before I could even try to fight back I was thrown in the underground trailer type place. I screamed when my back hit the floor with a loud thud.

The pain shot up my back. A whine left my throat at the horrible pain. I managed to look up at him with pleading eyes.

"Please don't leave me here!"

"I will be back....maybe." he smirked. My eyes widened at his words.

"Please-"

A loud thud went through the trailer when he closed the door. A licking noise right after it.

I screamed as loud as I could. I looked around the place frantically. All I could see was blackness. The darkness overtook the small place. I couldn't even see my own hand.