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I stayed close behind in dark blue jeans and a black Elvis t-shirt. My pray was turning left into an alleyway and I made my move after hearing him scream. I let my fangs out and bit into his neck as he struggled. After having my fill, I snapped his neck and saw an audience. He wasn’t screaming about me, he was screaming about another vampire in the alleyway. This vampire was a man with curlyish sandy blonde hair. His eyes were yellow and ominous. A hybrid. I sent him a smirk as he stood looking at me. I went towards my snack and took his jacket off before putting it on. “Do you always stare at women like lost puppies?” I snapped at the unknown hybrid. He smiled. “You’ve got spunk.” He said and then stepped closer and closer to me and I stepped back and away from him until my back hit the wall. “I like spunk." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Isabella-Marie Elizabeth Carver. That's my name. I was playing a dangerous game being the sidekick of THE original hybrid. But I didnt care. I was reckless and stupid at first to think Klaus Mikaelson could ever love me even in the slightest. I didn't let it get to me. But signs started showing up. Signs of him caring. Of him holding my hand. Of him beating the crap out of men who stared at me for longer than 10 seconds. Of him putting his needs before me. People say Klaus Mikaelson is a cold-blooded killer. They are wrong. He was so much more than that. He was a lost boy. And he was searching for his reason to be on this Earth. I was about to prove him.
Who Knew Love Was So Confusing
