My book is inspired by The Originals, with slight bits of The Vampire Diaries. Watching both shows will probably be the best in order to understand the story.
All rights go to the creator Julie Plec and both her shows (The Originals/The Vampire Diaries). I own nothing but the characters that have come from my own imagination.
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Rubbing my eyes sleepily, I walked down the open hallway, letting out a loud yawn. It was around ten o' clock in the morning and I was just now waking up, using a small amount of time to throw a top and jeans on. I was headed down to my brother's room to see how he was doing... with the events that happened last night.
Despite him being at a safe shelter with Josh and the rest of the vampires, I immediately broke the news to him over the phone about Davina's death.
Which left him in a rather silent state instead of an emotional one. That worried me.
See the thing about Bellamy and grief, is that you never know what's going on in his mind or how he deals with it. It's mainly isolation within himself. Now me on the other hand, I drink and cry until there's no more tears left to shed.
The only death that has made me feel numb was my dad's. No tears, no tissues. Just a lot of alcohol and sleepless nights.
A shiver traveled up my legs as I stopped in front of his bedroom door, cracking it open. The room was a little messy; his clothes that he had on last night thrown carelessly on the floor as his naked back peeked out from underneath the sheets.
Wiping the tired out of my eyes a little bit more, I stepped inside, closing the door behind me and heading towards the king sized bed. I then grabbed one of his many pillows, hitting him on the back.
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