Addicted; ʜᴀʏʟᴇʏ. ᴍ

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Jaspers House, Late afternoon

LOVE WAS ATROCIOUS, it beckoned you with its long and crinkly finger and slithered itself into your body through the very lengths of your darkening soul, despite echoing protests. Mazeki had never known herself to love without consideration, she weren't raised to throw her feelings into the sky and hope they landed within favour.

However it had seeped now, so deep into her that it were sewn to the very bones of her silhouette. Even hours away, cities apart, even as she felt the anger that the beautiful brunette felt, Mazeki were weak at the thought of her.

Hayley had no idea, no idea the true effects she had on the woman even not together. Bringing perhaps one of the very strongest beings to come to existence the a kneel if she so very asked.

How grateful she were that Hayley had never asked her to kneel.

The Heretic lounged about within Jaspers poshly designed kitchen, made of marble and cobble, barely used and merely accessible for blood. For every and all Vampires he claimed to her loudly at the beginning of his affair, and so who was she not to partake fondly in his offerings.

A woman, roses in her cheeks, glossy lids, and her hair fringed, stood at the sink on the Blondes side. Wiping her neck with a damp cloth to mask the mess the Original had torn into her neck.

The Vampire cleared her bottom lip in one swoop of her index finger, sucking to remainder off as she continued to watch the real party from afar. People stood on the couches and jousted amongst one another, as other played games on the balcony or the bedrooms.

And in the Centre of it all day was Jasper, in his hypothetical throne, with men and women surrounding him in such awe and amazement. Like bees to their queen.

She felt indifferent at the sight, she knew exactly who Jasper was, what he were compared to all these common night dwellers occupying his home. Mazeki did not envy his power, his friends or his throne. No what she now envied of the man, was that he had seen her brother just before his fall.

Jasper got to remember Kol in a fresh way rather then what felt like a faint memory to The Heretic.

She forced her eyes from the party to peer out the large Bay window right above the Sink, she felt as the compelled woman brushed past her in her haste exit but made no acknowledgment.

She was curious, we're her dove looking at the sky tonight?

Peculiar how time made you remember all the things you forgot to ask, Mazeki didn't even know her Dove's favourite Colour, Let alone if she liked the stars. She hoped she did, Mazeki certainly did. She studied them once. Memorized them really.

A thudding feeling irked her body as though the faint questions and sorrows became to much for her body to bear. Using her grip on the counter to balance, the Vampire maneuvered to the sink, turning the tap on as quick as it could allow just as her vision blurred.

Her fingers soaked in the cold water and her head dipped, as reality met with the past and future.

Davina's screams bounced along the room as she tried to fend herself to an attack of some vulgar beast, her lips dripping in blood as she tried to mutter a spell out. However she were only to be cut off with her own scream as she were suddenly thrown to the floor like discarded garbage.

Mazeki sharply gasped as pain folded her insides, her fingers clenching beneath the water that turned her hands to ice.

Elijah sat in a baby blue button up, that were now more painted red in blood then blue. His expensive pants coated in a dust as he sat on his knees. Tears filled his eyes as his arms hung with chains from the walls.