sleeping beauty [the originals]

iv.

Elijah and Damon had worked out a deal. Isla would stay at the Salvatore house until Elijah dealt with Klaus, and in return, he would try to keep Klaus from killing Elena. So Isla slept in one of the extra rooms. 

As Isla slept, she dreamt of the coffin. But this was different from how she had woken up a few days ago.

Isla opened her eyes to see that she was in the coffin, but it was closed. Slowly, she raised her hands to try to push the coffin open. It didn't budge. Thinking quickly, Isla kept her hands on the coffin. "Dissero." As soon as she said the word, the coffin flung open. 

Isla expected to have dirt fall on her, but to her surprise, she was above the ground. Sitting up, she looked around. She was in the middle of a forest, but it wasn't the forest she grew up in. This was completely different. Her mother must have moved her coffin here to keep her away from her siblings. 

But where was she? And how much time had passed?

Isla woke from her dream and sat up. That dream felt so real, so vivid, that she could have sworn she lived it. But that was impossible, since she could have only been woken up by one of her siblings. 

She walked downstairs to clear her head, which was fairly easy because the house was empty. She headed towards the sink to get a glass of water. Everything was fairly new to her. After all, she had never lived in an actual house. There weren't houses a thousand years ago. But it was easy to learn how to do things like getting water. 

She filled the glass and raised it to her lips. As soon as she tasted the water, she immediately felt calm. For some reason, the water made her feel less tense and less stressed. She took the glass over to the bookshelf. 

It wasn't long before the door opened and in walked the Salvatore Brothers. Damon looked over at the teenager before grabbing a bottle of bourbon. 

"I forgot you were here." Isla looked over. 

"Where's Elijah? What happened?" The other one looked more confused than Isla. 

"Who is that?" Damon sighed, pouring himself a glass. 

"That is..." He struggled, trying to remember her name. "Eileen?" Isla rolled her eyes.

"Isla."

"Anyways, she's Elijah's sister." He turned to Isla. "So we were at dinner, and your other siblings showed up." Isla was so shocked that she dropped her glass. 

"What?" Damon rolled his eyes at the broken glass.

"Great." He looked at the concerned teenager. "Yeah, it was a hell of a family reunion. You should have seen the look on Klaus's face when Rebekah showed up." Each word Damon said sent a chill down Isla's spine. Her siblings were together, and only one of them knew she was alive.