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I've tasted blood and it is sweet I've had the rug pulled beneath my feet I've trusted lies and trusted men Broke down and put myself back together again Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters Collected the pieces and picked out a dagger I've pinched my skin in between my two fingers And wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors Nightmare
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Four month had past since the battle of New Orleans. Four months since Selena and Klaus sent away their children with Rebekah. Four months since Francesca Correra had her werewolves patrolling the French quarter
Selena and Klaus each of them mourning their children in their way. She went back to her old ways, getting drunk and spend all night out to God knows where, everyone knew she was in denial. She hadn't spoken about her children since she sent them away, she hadn't even spoke to her family in four months
The Original hybrid distanced himself from everyone and he hated the fact that he was losing her too, he blamed himself for the loss of their son and daughter, if he didn't make enemies out of everyone then, their children would be there with them. He spent the majority of his time in the art studi
Klaus was in his art studio drawing, he looked down at her engagement ring and the bracelet she once dropped in Mystic falls, he had a hard time after sending their children away and he knew Selena was losing it but he knew she was just grieving either
"I suppose we shall have to call this your white period" Elijah joked examining the canvas Klaus threw
"I'm missing a crucial color in my palette... that of my enemies' blood" Klaus angrily said causing Elijah to sigh
"Well I recommend a Venetian red with a dash and rust..." The elder brother began to joke which causes Klaus to get even more angrier
"It's been months! I've adhered to our plan, sit and do nothing, sell our grief. And now my children are safely away and another full moon is upon us... another night of pathetic weakness as the moonlight rings steal my strength!" He snapped at his brother "The inertia is killing me... I-I need to act... I need to spill blood"
