prologue:
"I'm not a child Elena. I can take care of myself." I say to my overbearing sister, who never stops trying to drill into my brain the the Mikaelson's were a bad influence.

"Well obviously you are Silver, or you wouldn't be making childish decisions." She pushes straight hair behind her ears then walks away.

"I'm tired of you Elena!" I scream running up to my room.

"I could same the same for you!" I hear her scream as I grab my phone and charger.

"You know what?! You have the house all by yourself for a couple days." I say walking to the door and swinging it open."I'm tired of your bullshit." I mutter before slamming the door behind me.

I start walking down the sidewalk, calling Rebekah in the process.

"Well hello Silver." She says through the phone, her accent dripping with sarcasm.

"Elena is just pissing me off. Can I crash at your house?" I ask with my fingers crossed. Silence is all I hear until I hear her British accent behind me.

"Sure. Nik just woke up the rest of the family a hour or two ago, so better watch your back in the house." She says with a clap. I laugh and shrug.

"Huh. I've always wanted to meet your," I mock her accent,"lovely family."

"I wouldn't call them lovely but whatever floats your boat." She says shrugging.

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