Chapter 10
I opened my eyes, finding myself by a body of water. The sun was up, I winced at the sudden sunlight. I was no longer by the French Quarter, I was somewhere else. I stood up, inspecting myself for any cuts or injuries. I looked around me, were was two men cold dead laying by the water.
Flashes of last night hit me like cold water, what did I do? I led toward the bodies, looking at the damage I did. Cuts on their necks, broken arms and legs. They looked no older than 20, I hurt innocent people.
I kneeled down closing their eyes, New Orleans couldn't be that far from here. I walked for a good two hours, feeling sicker by the second. The urge to vomit only amplified by the second, I finally saw the French quarter after another 20 minutes.
"Last night was only a taste of what's coming."I heard my voice, it wasn't coming from my mouth.
Selene walking by my side, she was not real. She felt real, albeit she wasn't."It's only time before you get down on your knees begging for mercy."
"You're not real."I uttered walking toward the closest street, I quickly entered a restaurant ignoring all questions toward a bathroom.
Staring at myself in the mirror, there some blood on my mouth I washed off. I left the restaurant as soon as I was done, the urge to puke my guts came back.
"Hey hey I thought you and your family were going to leave tonight."Marcel glared at me, oddly calm for someone who wanted me out of here.
I headed to the alley, not being able to contain myself. I began puking, the fowl fluid coming out of my mouth was dark. It was certainly not blood, even though it resembled blood. I felt someone hold my hair up, holding me from falling into my own vomit.
I finally stopped, glancing up at the person helping me. Marcel, Why was he helping me?
"Why?"
He grabbed me, carrying me bridal style in his arms."That child in you is innocent, now what are you doing here stranded?"
"I don't know, I only remember being at the compound before waking up alone in the Bayou."I unquestionably did not want to go further into detail, it would only add more to the hate.
I doze off in Marcel's arms, I knew that was a wrong move to do I just could not fight the urge to sleep. My body was giving up on me at this point, it was worn out.
I opened my eyes finding myself not at the compound but in a soft bed, I was certainly not in my own clothes. A fair skinned woman with brown short hair stood by the door. "Marcel brought you to his penthouse, do not alarm yourself he did for your own safety."
I sat up, taking in my surroundings. I was certainly in his penthouse, which was once Lucien's. I got up from the bed, walking around the room.
"There's breakfast waiting for you at the dining table, I do not know if you want it or blood."Her eyes lingered on my small baby bump.
I shook my head, feeling a pit of anxiety at the bottom of my stomach."I'm not hungry, I want to go."
She nods, her smile faltering."Marcel left orders for you to stay, you'll be able to leave once Vincent arrives later. The accident that happened last night certainly was not left unnoticed."She opened the door for me, handing me a blanket."You're cold, it's best for you and your child."
I took it from her, wrapping it around my body.
I walked around Marcel's home, standing by the window. What I had done last night had no excuse, I allowed myself to fall for the trap. Her game, I indulged her with falling so low.
I heard a click, I glanced back. Marcel had just entered his penthouse, serving himself a drink."You found out about last night?"
"Nothing goes overlooked by me, Elizabeth."He chuckled, sipping his whiskey."You must be wondering why I didn't take you to the Mikaelson's, I want to know if the same thing is happening to you."
"You want to know If I've been seeing the hallucinations."I smirked, leaning against the wall."The blue light, the mirror. The sensation of darkness, the difference is I'm not far from giving into it."
"I talked to Vincent, He may find a solution to this."He replied,"How do you ignore the dreams, the hallucinations?"
My brow instantly furrowed."Klaus must be in the same situation. You don't, I absolutely can't."
"Why did you come that day?"He sighed, changing the subject.
"Klaus was in danger."I muttered, caressing the growing baby bump."He's my child's father, Hope's father, once yours. Nothing mattered only to protect him."
He placed his cup down, walking toward the table bringing me a cup of blood."Drink it, Vincent told me about you. You surely need it, I do not understand how something so powerful can be killed so easily."
I scoffed, giving him a look."You're the one to talk, I'm immortal, with everything there's a loophole. Even with you, his genetic code isn't compatible with mine. My body is at war with what's a parasite to it."
I took a gulp of the cold blood, certainly not as good as fresh."Don't you have a kingdom to run?"
I watched as the hours fly past me, the night fell. And no Vincent, leaving me alone here with Marcel's assistant. Right now all I wished was, to be with Klaus. Laughing over the ridiculous things, thinking about the future. What our son would be like 18 years from now, what man he would be?
Even then, I knew that would be nothing but a mere dream. I would never see my child grow, I would never see what he would be. His first time walking, his first words, the first time he called me mom. The family I wanted with Klaus, would never happen. Everything was now laying on my fingertips, my life was slowly slipping away.
I had two problems, however, one was the one ending my life. My body is unable to accept the life growing inside of me, I needed someone right now to tell me things would get better even if they were lies. For a moment, I wanted to believe them.
My suspicions only grew by the hour, Vincent was never coming. Marcel had an agenda, I was part of. I walked toward the front door, as quiet as possible. I wasn't even to place a foot out, a shock made me wince back.
From the elevator came out, Marcel and Baltor talking. Baltor's face fell once he noticed, I was standing there. "Why?"
He sighed, not being to deny anything."I'm trying to protect you from everything, you're dying."His voice filled with hurt."Klaus is unable to protect you with danger after him, I-"
"You don't make my decisions."I spat, my blood-curdling."I don't want to spend the last days of my life here, I'm leaving."
He sighed, running his hand down his hair."No, Marcel will not let you leave."
Marcel put his hands up in surrender, walking past me."I'm not getting in this."
"Then kill me here, I rather die now."I didn't want to die, I just no longer wanted to feel this feeling."I'm not going to survive anyway, How long do I have at most three months? My life's lost already."
"Bloom-"
I shook my head, holding the tears."I'm never getting my forever with Klaus, why cause him pain for the next few months?"
Even though that subject caused him pain, he always managed to shift gears."Because the hybrid loves you, I love you. You have a son coming, at least let yourself live another three months."
I backed away, as he approached me."No."
I was immortal, yet my body was reacting as any mortal would. I sharp pain struck my lower abdomen, it was as if the baby was hurting me from inside. A gasp of pain escaped my lips, I sat on an ottoman.
"What's all the commotion?"By the realization of a shirtless Marcel, that assistant isn't only what she's paid for.
Baltor kneeled by me, rubbing my back."You're feeling too hot, the child must be fighting against you."He let an audible breath."There must be some way to slow down the process at least."
"I'll have Vincent come over,"Marcel said, there was some sort of pity in his tone.
Why was he helping me? He hated me and the Mikaelson's. We hurt him by taking what was his daughter from him, his friends died because of the Mikaelson's. Elijah killed him, and here he is helping me.
Vincent kneeled by me, handing me a cup of tea mixed with some herb. "I might have found a way to ease the pain that will come, I can't do more."
"I want to go home."I murmured, my voice barely audible."Please, Vincent, I don't want to be here forever. Klaus must be…"
He nods, pushing the cup between my lips."I'll get you out of here, I'll talk to Marcel."He susurrate, his hand rubbing my bump."No one ever really stays dead here."
I gave him a faint smile."Thank you."
Kill Baltor, he killed your family.
My voice playing in my head, it darker and twisted. I couldn't allow myself to even think of going through such a thing.
Kill him before he kills, everyone you care for.
He would take everything away once again because of his need to be the only man in my life, the only I would ever need.
End it all, you would no longer cause anyone pain.
The men who loved me, and yet I chose the least obvious, that's the decision I'll never regret. The decision I made years ago, was the one that defined my future till now. Would I have chosen Sky, none of this would have happened. Yet I don't regret it because I die loving Klaus even in death.
"Bloom?"
I ignored him, I didn't want to argue. I just wanted to leave, and keep my distance from him.
He sighed, placing a blanket on me."I know you're mad, I'm doing it because of Klaus."He paused."They don't know how to help you, I can help you."
"Selene isn't the issue."I snapped, shooting him a deadly glare."I'm the issue, you can't save me. No one can, I don't want to spend whatever I have left here with Klaus or my family."
"I can try."He seemed frustrated.
I stood up, it's as if everything that I stranded for was left to be replaced with darkness. I clawed his throat, toughening my grip."You can't do anything! You're the reason I'm here dying, you took everything from me."
He attempted to remove my hand from his throat, his actions only angered me more. I pushed him against a wall, I wanted to kill him."Tell me? what does it feel like to die under the person you trust, I mean my sister must have trusted you."
"Bloom."He breathed, gasping for breath.
"No, allow me to kill you now."
I dug my nails, piercing his pale skin. Ready to snap his neck, I would end what started this all. He was the reason everything turned out to be like this, the only few outcomes I would never regret was meeting the Mikaelsons, My parents, my friends.
I felt a bolt of fire hit me in the back, I pulled away letting him go. I was held back by someone else, Marcel."Hey kitty cat, calm down. Killing my friend here won't help your situation."
"It will!"I growled, trying to claw his hands off me.
He rubbed his neck, his eyes clearly showing how tired he was."It's your anger and entity talking, not you."
"Is it?"I snapped."You destroyed my life, you killed my sister! You are the reason Selene's after me, you used me to your advantage."
He lost his patience."I had no other choices!"He shouted, flustered."I had to, it was my job to kill you and whatever was in my way. I couldn't have done anything, even if I would have wanted to. Now I would kill anyone who dared try."
I laughed, cynically."Your confessions of love clearly mean nothing to me, let me leave this dreadful place."
"Elizabeth why don't you calm down, before I have to put you down."I glanced up at Marcel, trying to release myself from his grip.
I felt a warm sensation before everything became a blur. Vincent.
Baltor's back, this chapter will foreshadow a lot of the future chapters. Think of like an easter bunny egg, read the clues well. Anyway, enjoy!
