《HER LOVE • davina claire》12 | YOU CAN'T REVERSE WHAT IS DONE
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I walked out of the warehouse, tired and just ready to go sleep away the rest of the day. I took a deep breath of air outside and tilted my head backwards with my eyes closed, letting the sun warm my skin as I listened to Nik talking with Hayley, Marcel and Cami. I was not feeling much like people right now. But when I opened my eyes again, the sun blinded me for a few seconds and when my eyes adjusted, I saw a familiar figure storming up to me.
"Don't ever do that to me again." Davina glared at me as she walked up to me and she grabbed me by the neck before I could object and kissed me. My legs felt weak and my head spun as I grabbed onto her arms for support. The brunette beauty pulled away. "Just for the record, I love you too." With great regret I let go of her and took a step back, needing space to think around her. I stared at her for a few seconds.
"Everything is not going to just go back to normal now, Davina. I could have lost my life today, but more importantly, I almost did lose Nik today. And I know you don't like him. I know, but he's my twin brother and I love him as much as I love you. And if he did die today, it would have been your fault and I would have never forgiven you." I said while looking into her eyes and willing her to see what I'm trying to tell her. I paused for a breath. "Do you understand that?"
"Yeah, I understand." She nodded, eyes sad and my heart clenched in my chest, making me suck in a breath of air just so that the feeling would pass. It didn't.
My eyes flickered to my brother, who was leaning against a car, which was obviously his. His taste in cars had always been consistant since they were invented. A small smile tugged on the corners of my lips as I watched him.
"You!" I called out to him and he pointed to himself. I nodded and gestured him over to me. Davina watched us with curiousity as we walked away from her.
"What can I do for you, big sister?" He asked, a cheeky grin on his face.
"I missed you, you know?" I asked him, the smile on my lips widening as a light laugh escaped my throat.
"I missed you too. I would have told you sooner, but mother dearest is a little - how shall I put this - needy and clingy." Kol told me and I snorted in amusement.
"Sounds a lot like some of your old girlfriends."
"Please don't make it weird, sister." He begged, wincing at the thought.
"Hey, you're the one that said it." I defended with a cheeky grin of my own, raising my hands in the universal sign of surrender.
My youngest brother rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, what do you want?"
I took a deep breath. Kol has always been preceptive, it's not a surprise that he noticed that I wanted to say something to him. Or rather, ask. "Does she know?"
"That I'm the infamous and handsome Kol Mikaelson?" He asked, eyes full of mischief as he raised a brow.
"And you're modest too." I noted sarcastically, crossing my arms over my chest.
"The same goes for you, sister." Kol teased with a lopsided grin before looking at me with a rare seriousness in his eyes. "Yes, she does know."
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"Good." I blew out a breath and let my hands fall back to my sides. I locked my blue eyes on his. "Kol, I love her. And it is because I love her that I am asking you to look after her for me. Make sure that she eats and sleeps and if anyone tries to hurt her, you kill them. And if you can't kill them, call me and I'll kill them. But just make sure that at the end of each day, she is alive. I can live without having her by my side each day and knowing that she is alive, but I can not survive in a world where she isn't alive. So, please, Kol. I'm handing you my reason to live. Protect her while I can't."
Kol stepped forward and wrapped his arms around me. His voice was thick with emotion when he spoke again. "In all of our years, through all our adventures, I've never seen you like this. I promise you, that I will protect her with my life."
***
We Mikaelson's never get any rest or breathing time. After a good night's sleep, Nik and I started to search for our brother. We figured out that it was our mother that took Elijah after talking with them. And by talking, I mean torturing to heart's content until they were no longer useful and either Nik or I snapped their necks. Then, seeing as we can not just go after our mother - because apparently he wanted to see her being killed so I couldn't go after her alone, even though magic doesn't affect me and it would just be the easier alternative but my brother likes doing things the hard way - we now have to find a way to lure her out.
Which is how Nik and I ended up in the middle of digging up Esther's grave where she was buried at the old, burnt-out Mikaelson mansion that Elijah saved Hayley from last year. We both pull her coffin out of the ground. We both turn to glare when we heard the starlings chirping in the trees nearby. I begin to douse the coffin in gasoline.
"Are you watching this, Mother? Nothing says 'I loathe you' quite like desecrating a corpse!" My brother pulls out a lighter and lights it, but before he can drop it on the coffin, something stops him and he starts walking to the burnt down house.
"Nik, where are you going?" I asked my brother but keeps walking. He walks through the burnt down house that stinks of the fire and my nose wrinkled up in disgust. Entering one of the rooms, I saw him slowly approach the paino. Concern welled up in my chest for my twin.
Nik scowled and then spoke. "What has she done to you?"
"Nik, who are you talking to?" I asked him, eyeing him with wariness. My brother smiles for a moment before angrily picking up a piece of overturned furniture.
"ENOUGH!" Nik roars and my eyes widen. "The petty illusions, Esther! Where is Elijah?" He shouts and suddenly our mother appears behind him. It clicks for me, she must have made him see Elijah. She can't pull illusions on me because of my magic resistance. Evil bitch. I took a threatening step forward.
"Hurt me, and I hurt him." She warned me, pointing to my twin brother and a dangerous growl escapes my throat.
"Not if I kill you first." I snarled at her, my Hybrid eyes flashing. Anger rose in my chest and it was closer and closer to taking me over.
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"Kill me, and you will never see Elijah again." She gave me a smug smirk as I hid my Hybrid eyes. "Speaking of Elijah, he's preoccupied at the moment. I'm helping him find his way. But, not to worry, I'll return him to you. All I ask is that you hear me out."
"You expect us to sit through a sermon of your lies?" My twin asked her, clearly as tired of Esther as I am.
"I have another suggestion." I told her, eyes narrowing as I imagined ripping her heart out and killing her for good. She turned to me and I smirked."Why don't you give us Elijah before I kill you?"
"I have lied in the past, to my shame. But, I'm going to tell you the truth. I'm in the process of making Elijah into the man he was meant to be. And, I intend to do the same for you two." Esther spoke and I gave her a deadpan look.
"Thanks, but I'll pass." I gave her a fake smile and anger lit in her eyes as I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at her with a blank face.
"This plantation, ruined by fire. How sad, not to mention symbolic. After all, you never intended to build a true home here. Even as Hayley carried your child, as Rebekah and Elijah sought to defend you, your thoughts were focused on only your conquest of the Quarter. Tell me, how did that go?"
"I'm sorry. Is this some sort of motherly critique? Please feel free to choke on it." Nik retorted with a faux smile of his own as I shot her unimpressed look.
"I mention your failures only to make a point, my dear. You've endured several lifetimes of misery, never mind the suffering you've caused others, even to your own blood. You yourself remain trapped in a perpetual state of despair. I have come to offer you a means to escape that cycle." Esther explained and I rolled my eyes at her.
"And that's about all the hypocrisy I can take. I suggest you give me my brother before I get angry." My twin spat, eyes darkening in anger once again.
"Such hatred. It breaks my heart to see you like this. The boy and girl I loved." The witch said, eyes sad. I really didn't care if it was fake or true.
I scoffed at her before glaring at her harshly. "You lost the right to my love and kindness the day I had to watch Nik's body burn. I can forgive a lot, but that is an unforgivable deed."
"You two, you would give up everything for each other. You would stand by each other through anything. Such loyalty. That's all I've ever wanted from you as a sign of gratitude for my love." My mother told us and I scoffed again.
"Your love was a curse, an affect you feigned. The truth is, you're not better than Mikael, and like him you seem to have crawled back from the grave simply to ruin your children." Esther's eyes widen in shock. Nik and I smirked at each other when we realised that this news toher. "Oh! You didn't know! Yes, the Destroyer has risen, brought back to kill me by the witch Davina. Surely Kol has revealed everything to you?" Esther's face remains blank and my twin smirked at her. "Or, is Mother's loyal little boot-licker not quite so loyal, after all?" I scowled at my brother for dropping Kol into the fire. I resisted the urge to groan out loud.
"If Mikael has returned, we will need to deal with him." Esther said, sounding slightly panicked.
My twin brother laughed at her. "We? Is that a joke? Am I to forego centuries of hatred for my evil mother in order to join her in besting the very demon she herself allowed to raise me?"
The witch sighed. "I am not evil, Niklaus. I am your salvation. And Mikael? He was not always a demon."
I laughed darkly before glaring at her. "Not evil? Our salvation? Mikael not always being a demon? That's a load of bullshit if I've ever heard it. You are trying to kill us, I don't believe that there is salvation for our souls and Mikael has hated Niklaus and I since the day we were born, because deep down in his heart - bless him if he ever had such a thing - he knew. He knew that we weren't his children."
"Long ago, Mikael loved his children with all his heart. He doted on your brother Finn, but it was our first-born, Freya, who was the apple of his eye." Esther told us, eyes clouding over as she obviously got lost in some kind of memory.
"So, what? Losing one child gave him the right to hunt down the rest of his children for a thousand years?" I asked her, raising an eyebrow as I stared her down, not impressed with her stupid reasoning.
"You really think that saccharine recollections of ancient history will have any effect on me at all?" My brother agreed with me in his own way, clearly unmoved by her words as well.
"What I think is that you have gone mad from centuries of hating your parents. But, if you join me now, I can grant you peace. And, should Mikael return with the intent to harm you, I will strike him down myself." I glared at her, not buying it. I glanced at my brother and he seems slightly tempted, but remains firm. Thank whoever was out there.
"That's quite an offer. But, you know, Lexie and I never needed any help when it comes to killing parents." Nik retorted and I smiled at him.
Esther rolled her eyes. At least I know where we got that from. "You reject me out of hatred, but I have something stronger. I have the truth about your father." I eyed her skeptically, not saying anything. "Not Mikael, your real father."
And at those words, my heart .
Esther suddenly turns around and starts to walk out of the house. Nik and I exchange glances. Should we follow her? I asked him silently by raising my eyebrows. He nodded his head with a shrug. Yes, what have we got to lose? Slowly, we followed her to the front yard. Esther stops when she comes across her dug-up grave.
"A thousand years ago, in a fit of rage, you wrapped your bare hands around my neck and squeezed until I died while Aleksios held me so that I could not escape. Do you even remember why?" She spoke while Nik and I continued walking toward the grave until he's standing next to her and I was standing next to my twin.
"Let's see... You turned us all into monsters. You cursed Lexie and I, denied us of our hybrid nature. You lied to us about our father-" My twin lists of like he could go all day.
Esther interrupts him. "It's that one above all. You killed me because I kept you from ever knowing your true father." Her eyes flickered to me. "And that is why you help him. Because I deprived you of having a true father." I looked away, not wanting her to see the sadness in my heart that was surely reflected in my eyes. My biological father was a topic I never really ventured too - not even with Davina. There was to many 'what if's', too much wondering, too much wishing for something different. Too much pain.
"My hatred for you runs so deep, it's difficult to pinpoint it's origin. Maybe I hate that I'm the product of a whore's lechery?" My twin spat angrily. Esther becomes furious and slaps Nik across the face.
"Watch your mouth! You will do well to remember that you are still my son!" Esther told him angrily and I snapped. I sped forward and grabbed her by the neck, hoisting her up in the air.
"Touch him again, and I will not let you breath for another second." I snarled at her venomously, Hybrid eyes surfacing and my blood burning with anger as it rushed through my body. Fear flashed through her eyes and I dropped her to the ground. The witch staggered slightly but quickly found her footing.
"You judge us evil, yet it was your lust that made us what we are." Nik spat at her, glaring harshly at her.
"And not once have I ever regretted the love I had for your father. And, you have never known the truth of how that love came to be, or what happened in the months after Mikael and I lost your sister Freya to the plague. There are no words for the loss of a child, as you well know." Esther told him and I felt a paralyzing pain flow through my body at the mention of Hope through our twin bond.
"If you want to keep that tongue, Esther, I suggest you keep your nose in your own fucking business." I snapped angrily, deadly serious, taking a step closer to my twin.
"After Freya died, Mikael was inconsolable. Compelled by his grief, we were forced to pack our things and set across the seas. Eventually, his despair would drive us apart, and that's when I saw him for the first time - your father. I'd never seen a man like him. Powerful, yet wise, but loved by his people. And - because Mikael had chosen to leave me alone in his grief, shunning me from his life - I found myself drawn to another." She told us and my brain soaked up every bit of information about my biological father.
"Spare me the sordid details of my origin." Nik snapped at her, but I knew he wanted to know about our biological father. Just like I do. The father that we never got to know.
"I only speak the truth." Esther defended and I raised a disbelieving eyebrow at her - to choked up with emotion to form any words.
"Then tell me this, Mother, why did your Adonis abandon his son and daughter? Why did he allow us to be raised by a monster who hated us? Why not claim us for himself, raise us among the wolves? Or, was he as ashamed of his bastards as you were?" My brother snarled and tears welled up in my eyes at the thought. Another father ashamed of us - even if the first one wasn't half a father.
"No, no, no. He loved you. It was I who forbade it. I knew if Mikael had learned of my infidelity, he would've destroyed us in his rage. I had no choice." The witch tells us and Nik glares at Esther furiously and I blinked away the tears as my heart clenched tightly with pain, rocks lodged in my throat.
"Our father was an Alpha werewolf with a pack, Mikael was a human standing alone. He would have protected us. And you." I finally burst out, thrusting my hands forward. My voice broke at the end of the sentance. "And you, you just took it away from us. You took him away. And now, we don't even know his name."
I stared at my mother, fury and heartache shining in my eyes, as a tear of devestation broke free from my eye banks and rolled down my cheek.
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Do you still enjoy reading my story? Because there has been a lack of comments on my recent chapters and I'm just wondering.
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