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chapter sixteen. girl on a mission ════ ⋆͛♡⋆͛ ════
ELIZA HATED TO be disturbed when she was cooking. Absolutely despised it. So when Elena came in and disturbing her peace, she was more than annoyed. With her headphones in her ears, she inhaled the smell of freshly cooked lunch. Cooking seemed to bring her an unwarranted amount of peace.
It was then that she turned around, her heart almost jumped out of her chest. "Jesus fucking Christ, Elena!" Eliza put a hand on top of her chest as she tried to catch her breath.
Elena put a finger over her lips and beckoned her to follow. Eliza sighed, knowing she was about to get into trouble. Grabbing her plate of food and stopping to cover Isaac's plate, Eliza quickly and quietly followed.
Elena led her outside, where Elijah stood in front of Baby. "What the fuck? I thought he was dead. Elena, what did you do?!"
"He wouldn't talk unless you came," Elena rolled her eyes.
"Hey! Let's slow down. What did I miss in thirty minutes. You weren't even awake thirty minutes ago." Eliza squinted her eyes.
"Eliza, can you be quiet and move before they wake up?" Elena pleaded, a hint of annoyance on her face.
"Don't get sassy with me." Eliza huffed. Elena rolled her eyes again, going to open the car door. "If you touch my fucking car, I will throw you across the lawn." Eliza cursed, Elena jumping away from the car. "Get in the backseat." Eliza grimaced, bumping her out the way and sitting in the driver's seat.
Elijah chuckled at the exchange, sliding into the passenger's seat. Eliza looked at him, "Hold this for me. Be careful, it's hot." She instructed, passing him her covered plate of food.
"Where we going?" Eliza looked between the two, starting the car up.
"Lockwood mansion." Elijah said.
Eliza nodded, pulling out of the driveway. "What exactly are we gonna do there?"
"Get answers." Elena deadpanned.
"Well, excuse me, Miss Serious." Eliza huffed. "Does Stefan know about this?"
"Does Damon know about your plans to move out of the Salvatore house?"
"I moved out because it was time for me to go. Don't worry, I'll find my own. Besides, you dragged me out here. Not the other way around." Eliza rolled her eyes.
