Aspens POV:

"Sorry, what?" I questioned.

"I said what I said"Katherine replied crossing her arms.

"No wonder I came out this way"I rolled my eyes and laughed.

"Are you really joking about my trauma?"Katherine asked.

"It's called a joking mechanism, I've use it my whole life because I grew up terribly and humour help cure it!"i stated sitting down in an empty chair before I picked up my necklace which burned me again.

"Shit!"i yelled dropping it on the floor.

"Language child"She spoke.

"Language child"I mocked in a funny voice.

"OI, don't disrespect your mother, where are your manners?"Katherine asked with a disgusted look on her face.

"Well I was never taught manners, I was brought up in an orphanage".

"I searched every village but I couldn't find you"Katherine mumbled.

"And you went back"I said.

"I went back for you, you better tell your father that your back, he thinks your dead and its nice to meet you"

"You may have forgotten one thing mother"I said.

"What?"she asked.

"I don't know who my father is".

"Oh yeah, it's Stefan Salvatore".

"How are you so casual about this?"i questioned.

"I may have experience"she replied.

"I'm scared to even ask why"I said.

"I have another daughter, it's not hard to crack the fucking code when someone says that they have experience after giving birth dumbass"she blurts out.

"Language"I say.

"Piss off"she says.