Blind Trust ☼ TVD [2] {On Hold}

{12} Elijah Mikaelson

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I AWOKE IN THE ARMS of a stranger. They were walking in the house. I heard Elena faintly whimper please over and over. I hadn't opened my eyes yet, and frankly I was too scared to at that moment. The big bad vampire Charlotte... Terrified. But I have emotions like everyone else. I can't be badass all the time. And this whole kidnapping thing happened so fast... I don't know what to do. My mind is completely overwhelmed right now. How did they even put me to sleep? How did they subdue me and get me to this place? As I became more aware of what was going on, I became aware of my surroundings: I was being carried up some stairs and my arms and legs were burning. Vervain. They tied me up with vervain ropes... I groaned as my body moved against the ropes rather harshly, being placed down beside someone else on the couch. 

It was then that I opened my eyes to see Elena beside me, us both laying on the couch with our arms and legs tied. My eyebrows furrowed when I saw blood on her shirt. My True Face came out, so I looked away from her and up to see a long-haired man standing there, yet the person that carried me was gone. Maybe he had compelled a human? Or had another vampire help? The stranger that carried me seemed to be a man, so it could have been him carrying me and whoever carried Elena was gone. But the guy who carried seemed to be strong and muscular. This guy seemed nothing of the sort.

The man started to untie Elena, reaching over me to do so. He sat at the very edge of the couch, his legs touching mine. "What do you want?" Elena breathed out, still disoriented from the journey. I was, too. I was still perplexed as to how they took another vampire down. Whoever they were, they were old and strong. I was no match for them on my own.

"Ssh," The man shushed, continuing with the ropes. I wasn't going to be untied, I already knew. Why untie a vampire who could maybe take you down? Then again, they might. I'm very weak from what we were put through and they should know that.

"Please," I said softly, "She's hurt." I didn't know what he was planning to do, but I knew that it wasn't going to be good. Elena was injured, and she didn't deserve that. I tried to kick him to make him fall off the couch, but it was a weak kick. He pushed me to the ground as he continued.

"I know. Just a taste," The man said, bending down to drink at Elena's wound. 

We all jumped when a female voice rang out harshly, "Trevor! Control yourself." She walked over to me as the vampire, now identified as Trevor, moved away. The beautiful woman picked me up with ease and sat me up on the couch, on the opposite end as Elena. I had to admit, her being the hot savior suited her looks. She was drop-dead gorgeous with a dash of badass. Totally crush-worthy. 

"Buzzkill," Trevor mocked, walking out of the room. Now the ones in the room were Elena, the pretty woman, and me.

"What do you want with us?" Elena asked, looking up at the girl.