Ok, this isn't a full chapter update. Sorry guys. But I know I've left you guys hanging so I want to make it up to you all. So here's a small teaser of the next chapter, Painful Bondings.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, The Vampire Diaries or The Originals.
"I want her to pay. And she's going to feel every second of it."
The words had barely left Bella's lips before there was a sudden shriek, the sound of rock being torn apart, and a red head hit the pavement in front of her, Victoria's body crumpling beside its head. Bella felt a savage thrill of vindication run through her at the sight.
"Well, that certainly relieved my boredom. Come on, sweet. We have a parasite to torture."
Bella looked up at the other woman. She hadn't realised it before, but it was the woman she had run into in front of the store. The blonde was gorgeous. And covered in venom. That was disgusting. Realising she had zoned out and was now just staring, Bella reached up with her good arm and grabbed the wall, using it to pull herself up.
"Thanks for… stopping her. I'm Bella. Who and what are you?"
Miss Blonde laughed, leaning over to grab the head and body, holding the separated parts effortlessly. She didn't seem bothered by the venom that was leaking from the neck, though it was sickening to Bella.
"Rebekah Mikaelson, oldest female vampire in the world. Nice to meet you, poppet."
****************************************************************Staring up at her house, Bella couldn't move. She wasn't sure she could survive seeing her father ripped apart. But she wouldn't run away from it. Her dad deserved a proper goodbye from her. Steeling herself, she reached out and opened the front door, letting herself in. Walking through the foyer, she stopped just inside the living room.
Bella was frozen, staring at her dad. He had been placed in his favourite chair with extreme care. It would seem respectful if it weren't for the fact his limbs had been nailed to the chair. His head was carefully positioned on his lap. It was like Victoria had felt remorse. Bella might have believed she had, if his limbs were attached to his body.
Slowly making her way forward, Bella reached out and pulled the note off the nail, unable to take her eyes of her father. Shoving the note in her pocket, she went to take another step but stopped when she felt something crunch under her foot. Looking down, she let out a scream, backing away. She had stepped on her father's finger.
Retching, she turned and ran out of the house, colliding with Rebekah, who was standing just in front of the door. Rebekah grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to stop. She started struggling, wanting only to get away from the house.
