chapter seventeen

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"Is that blood? Who's blood is that? Did you let him kill someone?" Caroline asks with a horrified look on her face as she takes in the sight of me helping Kol clean his hands.

"Yes. It's Damon Salvatore's, and she should've. The fucker put his hands on her." Kol growls as I continue to wipe off his hands.

"WHAT?!" Bonnie appears by my side with Finn. She looked enraged, shaking off Finn's calming hand on her shoulder. "You shouldn't have run off with that crazy fucker! Now he thinks he can do anything he pleases!"

I ignored her as she ranted and raved, Caroline, joining shortly. Kol and I exchange a look, hurrying to finish our task.

"Since you aren't listening to me, you know you could clean him with magic," Bonnie says.

"I think she just wants an excuse to touch him." I throw the bloody towel at Caroline, who squeals, dodging it.

"EW! Ororo, you bitch! It almost touched me! I don't want Salvatore's filthy blood on me!" She kicks the towel away in disgust.

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It's safe to say that this wasn't my week. Sure, Lucy coming to town was great, but it's like it was also a curse in disguise. John Fucking Gilbert was back in town, and he was testing my everlasting nerve! Stefan turned Ripper and was eating people left and right. As stated before, Damon Salvatore can't do shit right! Caroline was talking my ear off about the Miss. Mystic Falls pageant. Alaric was killed. Not that I was going to stop that. He wasn't my concern, but dammit, I needed a break.

"Stefan, put the blonde down, please.

Stefan snarls, throwing the blond away from him. "I'll have you instead, witch. I've been dying to taste you."

He barely moves an inch before he's on his knees, screaming. "You need to cool it, Barnabas. You're leaving dead bodies and shit everywhere. This town has enough bullshit going on without you and your piece of shit, brother. Now, get up and be a good little Ripper." I eased the spell as he gasped for air. He rolled over on his side, throwing up.

These are the weakest vampires I've ever seen. God, I need to hurry and get the Mikaelsons in town. I'm sure they could withstand that weak ass spell. I barely used any of my magic, and this fool was shaking and vomiting. Embarrassing.

I walked over to him, kicking him in the side. He yelped, curling into a ball.

"This is sad, Stefan. You've got to get yourself together. You're an embarrassment. Where's the real Ripper? That's who I want." Stefan lets out a groan as I shake my head.

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"You do know that there aren't any vampires in the tomb, right?" I say as I added myself into John Gilbert's and Elena's conversation. They were stupid for talking about this in public. But I got lucky, and now I can get this idiot out of my town.

I plopped down in the chair beside Elena. John looked at me in disdain. Ugh, I don't like you either, fucker.

"First off, you two are fucking stupid for talking about this in public. Second, John, you're a bit late to the scene. The Bennett family has taken care of the tomb vampires; there's nothing left in there but ashes. You'll be activating the device for nothing."

"I don't believe it. I'm getting rid of the supernatural in this town, even if it's the last thing I do." John growls, standing up from the table and storming off.

"What are we going to do, Ororo?" Elena asks, staring after John.

"We? There's no we, honey. You're going to be a good little girl; keep your mouth shut and mind your business. I've got this."

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