Post by Katherine Pierce on Nov 8, 2014 13:16:40 GMT -6
"You're an idiot you know," she spoke as Finn tucked her phone back into his pocket. She licked her lips, picking apart the bread in front of her. Esther had sent Finn to make sure she ate, and whenever she refused he caused pain. Her eyes wandered over to Elijah, who was still out, trapped in some nightmare his mother had spun.
“Taunting Klaus never goes over well, in fact, most of the time they end up dead.” She shrugged slightly. “But hey, it’s your funeral.”
“You think Niklaus is going to swoop in and save you? As hard as you try to convince yourself that you hate him, I sense hope in your voice,” Finn spoke, his voice low and creepily smooth. She really did remind her of one of those creepers. Like the movie Pyscho, loving his mother so much that he would commit murders in her name.
Katherine raised her head to look at him, slipping a piece of bread between her lips. She chewed on it stiffly, glaring at him. Why was everyone trying to convince her that she had some deep feelings for Niklaus? She let out a breath.
“I’m hopeful, because I know him. He won’t rest until his brother is safe and you’re rotting at his feet. Which means…I’ll be free of you. ” She paused, and then spit the piece of bread at him suddenly. The moment she did pain tore through her, making her cry out. Blood seeped from her nose, and she curled her fingers against her palm, digging her nails into her flesh. She hissed as Finn crouched down to take hold of her chin, painfully tight, and tilted her head up.
“Come now, Katerina…we’ve had enough sessions that I know exactly what is going on in that pretty little head of yours. “ Finn tilted his head slightly, and amused smirk glossing over his features. “Allow me to show you…”
Katherine tried to jerk her head away from him, but she felt his magic digging through her mind. Her eyelids felt heavy, and she grit her teeth.
“Bastard,” she hissed before darkness took over.
“Taunting Klaus never goes over well, in fact, most of the time they end up dead.” She shrugged slightly. “But hey, it’s your funeral.”
“You think Niklaus is going to swoop in and save you? As hard as you try to convince yourself that you hate him, I sense hope in your voice,” Finn spoke, his voice low and creepily smooth. She really did remind her of one of those creepers. Like the movie Pyscho, loving his mother so much that he would commit murders in her name.
Katherine raised her head to look at him, slipping a piece of bread between her lips. She chewed on it stiffly, glaring at him. Why was everyone trying to convince her that she had some deep feelings for Niklaus? She let out a breath.
“I’m hopeful, because I know him. He won’t rest until his brother is safe and you’re rotting at his feet. Which means…I’ll be free of you. ” She paused, and then spit the piece of bread at him suddenly. The moment she did pain tore through her, making her cry out. Blood seeped from her nose, and she curled her fingers against her palm, digging her nails into her flesh. She hissed as Finn crouched down to take hold of her chin, painfully tight, and tilted her head up.
“Come now, Katerina…we’ve had enough sessions that I know exactly what is going on in that pretty little head of yours. “ Finn tilted his head slightly, and amused smirk glossing over his features. “Allow me to show you…”
Katherine tried to jerk her head away from him, but she felt his magic digging through her mind. Her eyelids felt heavy, and she grit her teeth.
“Bastard,” she hissed before darkness took over.