"I thought you were smart when it came to your magic," My aunt Lenore scolds me.
"Apparently, you get dumb in Mystic Falls." I sigh, laying back on The couch while she holds my arm, most likely examining the black veins still all on my arms that haven't gone away. After the paramedics came and got Grams, everything moved so fast. The next thing I know, I was attending her funeral, holding Bonnie's hand, crying my eyes out. Then I'm here in New Orleans with my mom's older sister.
"You should have called me as soon as you knew vampires were in Mystic Falls," She continues to scold. I feel her place something cold and mushy on my arms, causing me to wince. "It's some herbs mixed together." She explains, and I nod. " Maybe it will help get rid of the veins."
"Do you have something for nausea? I have been feeling lightheaded lately and threw up a couple of times on the plane."
"You were lucky that it latched to your magic and didn't kill you when it did. But your body still can't handle it when you use it that strongly. The magic is powerful, but your body is not Carter." She says softly, spreading the herbs up and down my arms slowly. "You might have to release some of it."
"And where am I supposed to release it at or on? I could probably destroy something or someone releasing it."
Before Lenore can reply, someone beats on the door hard. "Stay here." She says before I hear her get up and head towards. " Lenore, I need your help," A voice says frantically when she opens the door.
"Right now isn't a good time, Sophie."
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