Authors Note **This is my first fanfiction I hope you guys enjoy reading as much as I love writing it. Sorry, this episode was a little short.**
Katherine POV
I tilted back my head as I took countless tequila shots. Whats the point Katrina? This won't give you the life you want. This won't give you the life Elena took. She'll always have what you want. She has both of them wrapped around her perfect, innocent finger. Shut up, shut up, "Shut up!" I said out loud.
The bartender paused cleaning his wine glass and looked at me with a stare that said, 'what the fuck is wrong with you?' I looked around and saw a few other people around me staring quietly.
I finished my last shot and got up. Woah. I grabbed the bar counter to keep from falling on my ass. I sat down took off my black high heeled boots boots, slowly got up, and one wobbly step at a time made my way out the door with my boots in my hand.
As soon as I exited the bar I bent over and puked all over the sidewalk. "Great" I managed to get out before I barfed out the next wave into my boot.
When my stupid human self decided to stop puking I got in to my black Mercedes Benz sl600 2014 and drove. No destination; just endless stars and roads. The night was perfect and peaceful, exactly what I needed to clear my mind. Except for the fact that I was drunk...
Still Katherine
The sudden realization that I was getting tired made me ask myself where the hell I was. I wasn't used to getting tired and sleepy, and I didn't like it. You feel weak and that is not how Katrina Petrova lives. I looked around for some indication of where I was.
NEW ORLEANS
NEXT EXIT
Doesn't Klaus live around there? I smirked.
"Lets play a little Elena for a while shall we?"