Meet Cleo Annabeth Salvatore the younger sister of Damon and Stefan Salvatore. She isn't your every day girl or vampire her story is nothing like her brothers.
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Jazz music filled the streets of New Orleans, walking out onto my balcony I felt at ease. I lost my sirebond to Klaus, Yet I cant seem to be relieved that Aya will no longer have control of the Strix. Which means they will no longer come after The Mikaelson's, with Marcel in charge; I know if it comes down to Marcel or the Original Family Ill do whatever I have to protect them, Even if that means dying myself.
Hopefully It won't have to come down to that, the emptiness in my heart felt as if I were slowly dying inside. Gripping onto my glass of Bourbon I closed my eyes sensing the magic dancing in the air. Biting my lip I had so much running through my mind, I wish I could salvage the part of me I lost when Davina completed that spell.
Rushing into my room Freya tossed a very large box onto my bed. "Get dressed." She commanded.
Drinking the rest of the harsh brown liquor, I gently set down the empty glass. "Look, I really don't feel like doing much of anything right Freya." I sat down on the bed.
"Well suck it up." Freya opened the box tossing a dress at me. "We are going out tonight."
Looking at the dress I rolled my eyes. "We didn't win here, we don't deserve to go out." I said sternly.
"Why not? Yeah I get it you lost your link to my brother, but guess what.." Freya took a step closer to me. "Klaus is going to need you at your best not this moping, depressed mess that you are right now. So go take a shower and get dressed." Freya demanded crossing her arms.
Shaking my head I rolled my eyes. "I am not moping." I defended myself.
"But you are depressed?" Freya questioned trying to prove her point.
Shooting Freya a harsh glare I shook my head. "Clearly." I groaned wanting to be left alone.
Freya grabbed my shoulders. "Please? For me, just one night. Me and you having fun. Don't make me go alone." She begged giving me a very sad look.
Gripping onto the dress I turned and walked into my restroom. "Fine, you owe me." I slammed the door shut behind me.
Hearing Freya mumble something under her breath before she left my bedroom. Standing in the shower I made sure to turn the water to the hottest setting possible. Frozen I allowed the burning water to run down my body. Washing away my worries I hurried to get ready not wanting to risk pissing off Freya.
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Looking in the mirror at my outfit there was something off, taking off my necklace from Freya and my talisman I was feeling a little more confident about myself. Walking out of my room I bumped into Freya. "Wow. You look--" She tried to say when I cut her off.
"I already agreed to go out with you, and i'm wearing the dress you gave me. No need to try and make me feel good about myself." I tried to make her stop.
Freya smiled pulling me out of the compound. "Look, once we are out, you are going to feel a million times better! Trust me!" Freya attempted to brighten my spirits.
