STUCK |Elijah Mikaelson [1]

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I wave to Ansel
He waves at me from the truck. we hopped in it.
"Zoya what are you doing at here at this time"
"Not again please" i whined he glare"fine i was here to pay my regards to my maternal grandfather and then i dozed off"i answered
"You have a habit of dozing off" he replied with a smile
"About you what you are doing at this hour in the city?" i raised my eyebrow in the suspect "and what you are having in the back" i turned to got glimpse

"You have plans?"
"Are you asking me out" i teased and he doesn't get it
"Did I miss something?" He asked .innocent Ansel
"No, i have no plans"
"Great"

He took me to the bayou, not at his old house.
It was an old van. Slightly slumped in mud
"Come Zoya"
I entered there are some covered canvas and cans of paint.
"Is that yours?" I asked
"No, i found it in the bayou abandon .so i used it for myself"
"And this canvas"
"These are mine"
"Yours?" He nodded "you are an artist?" I was shocked
"When i was bored from routine" he started"would you like to see?" he noticed my amazement
"I would love too" i chirped
There were many paintings of some different era like a boy playing with a sword, a newborn child, a young men painting & a mother with a child in her arms and many more.
The painting is reminding me something i can't point out. I was still in my thoughts unwilling to mouthing my thoughts.
"Zoya" he shook me with a questioning look
"I think i saw them somewhere? the women and that man" still looking at them

"No, you can't .you have some misunderstanding"

"Hmm.who are they too you?" his expression flicker for second and then vanished

"Just imagination"
I let the topic go

"So this yours and Jackson secret place"
"The only mine i never told Jackson about this place"
"So how you knew Jackson?"
"I taught him old fighting ways" i look at him at point finger at him.
He nodded.
"Will you taught me too?" I almost jumped on him with excitement
"No no no women " he replied too fast and i frown"listen to me" he spoke to me to change my mind.but i remain adamant and still remain frown and cold silent.
We both remain silent for a while.

"Fine, i will teach you. Why you women are so difficult?" He lost the battle.yipee

I jumped on his back and hug him.

"So taught me now" i spoke with excitement
"Now .its too late"
"I don't care .well i almost complete my sleep by dozing off.so get up" i dragged him out and he let me.

He is actually very patient with me because at the start i was adapting it in my own way.
But then i learn fast.
He is teaching me how to defend .he charge at me .i dodge it by bending and pulls his leg with force and make him lose balance to fall on his its own back. And then i lunge to his heart and act as a punch but make it soft playful punch.
He looks at me proud "you learn fast"I beam and then he spoke "i thought you are going to be annoying as you always are" this time i actually punch on his shoulder hard but it doesn't affect him.

"and weird too" i smiled at his compliment.

out of nowhere, something starts painting me, i noticed the necklace was burning my chest .i clutch my heart to stop the pain and i again get starting flashbacks

FLASHBACK

[there was a woman from the painting is out by the pig pen, where she is cleaning a knife with a cloth, when Elijah approached her, carrying Tatia's dead body in his arms. She backs away from him, visibly terrified by the sight of them]

[In a flashback, She takes Tatia's body from a devastated Elijah's arms]

[She drags Tatia's body away into the shed. Elijah overwhelmed to the point of numbness, falls to his knees in horror. She closes the wooden door to their slaughterhouse behind her, the wood stained with red blood]