chapter twenty seven

jordanna's witchy services

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     JORDANNA SHOT UP with a gasp, she shook her head as she leant up on her forearms, rubbing her eyes, she glanced around the room. Her nose scrunched up as she caught sight of the empty bottles of alcohol carelessly thrown on the floor.

     She sluggishly moved her body ━ dodging the bottles as she raided her cupboards. She ran her tongue over her teeth, pulling out a bottle of whiskey. Throwing her body onto the couch she unscrewed the lid before taking a long sip. Staring into the lit fireplace ━ her eyes fluttered shut as the image of Klaus' burning body flashed through her mind.

      Lazily, she lifted her hand ━ putting the fire out. She bit her tongue harshly as her mind drifted to Klaus, his eyes, his smile ━ everything. God if this was what love felt like she hated it, but what she hated even more was that Klaus had to die before she realised she did in fact love him.

      Jordanna Jones was hopelessly in love with Niklaus Mikaelson.

     She hoped deep down in his cold, dark heart that he did know ━ but knowing Klaus he didn't. With love ━ relationships, Klaus wasn't the sharpest tool in the box.

      Jordanna brought the glass bottle to her lips once again as her phone rang. With a sigh she picked it up, answering without looking at the contact name.

    "Jordanna's witchy services, how can I help you today?"

    "Jordanna?" Stefan's confused voice echoed through the speaker. "Are you drunk?"

    "I don't know mom, am I?" Jordanna paused and looked up to the ceiling ━ raising her glass with a chuckle. "How can I be of service to you, Mr. Salvatore?"

    "I heard you killed, Elena," the vampire bluntly trailed off.

     "That I did," Jordanna nodded with a lopsided grin.

     "Yeah, well, you probably should've double checked," Stefan's lips upturned into a thin line.

    "The fuck are you talking about, Stefan? I did check," Jordanna argued back. She did in fact check, multiple times. During the night the witch had dragged her drunken self to Elena's death site just so she could scream at the sunken car.

    "Yeah, well, Elena' upstairs, in transition right now so . . . " Stefan quipped.

   "What the fuck?! Tell me you're joking. How the holy hell is she alive?" Jordanna fumed, taking a long, needed, sip of whiskey.

   "She had vampire blood in her system when she died," he answered with a frown as he attempted to make a sandwich.

   "Is she gonna' complete the transition?" Jordanna's face dimmed.

    "I have no idea," Stefan sighed. "Damon's with her now."

   "Course he is," Jordanna rolled her eyes. "And what of Matthew? Is he alive?"

   "Yeah," Stefan grumbled. "I have no idea how though, he and Elena don't remember anything after you basically threw them off the bridge."

   Jordanna faked a pout, "cry about it, Stefan. It was fun."

   "For you," Stefan corrected with a small smirk. "It was fun for you."

   "Caroline and Bex enjoyed it too," Jordanna grinned down the phone. "Speaking of, have you heard from either of them?"

   "Rebekah hates me, so that'd be a no," Stefan deadpanned. "As for Caroline I spoke to her earlier. She's getting ready to leave town, why?"

   "Just wondering," Jordanna sang. "Hey, here's an idea ━ why don't you join her?"

   "Me? Join Caroline?" Stefan frowned. "Why?"

   "Why not?" Jordanna exclaimed, downing the last of her whiskey. "It'll be good for you both. You'll get away from doppelskank and Carebear gets company whilst being a fugitive."

   "I ━ uh."

   Jordanna rolled her eyes, "just think about it, okay?"

   "Fine," Stefan agreed with an eye roll of his own.

   "Great!" Jordanna grinned, stumbling as she tripped on her bra. "I'm gonna' go check on Bekah, I'll call you later, love you."

   "Wait ━ before you go, are you okay?"

   "I'm fine, Stefan."

   "Jordanna, I know you're lying━"

   "I'll call you later, bye Stef."

   Stefan sighed deeply down the phone, "love you. Bye."

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   "Hello? Rebekah?" Jordanna called out as she hesitantly entered Klaus' art room. Her eyes scanned around as her feet pulled her body further into the room. She gulped as she picked up a drawing Klaus had done of her. The witch's eyes prickled with tears as she looked down at it, her hand unconsciously grabbed for his necklace that sat on her neck.

    "You look rough." A voice commented with slight snark.

   Jordanna rolled her eyes and turned to face the blonde with a sarcastic smile, "and you, Bekah. Surprised you haven't left town yet."

   A long sigh escaped the blonde's lips, "I wouldn't leave you here in this God awful town, especially not with Caroline leaving and everything. Always and forever, right?"

   "Right," Jordanna mumbled. "Always and forever."

   Jordanna extended her arm towards Rebekah ━ a glass of whiskey rested in her hand. The blonde took it before downing the contents, Jordanna doing the same with her own glass.

    "You should know better than to sneak up on a lady," Rebekah called out. Jordanna furrowed her brows and spun around ━ an irritated look fell upon her features as she caught sight of an angry Damon Salvatore.

   "Good advice, have you seen any?" Damon retorted with a smirk.

   "Tragic about, Elena. Not to make a grey cloud greyer, but does Matt even have automobile insurance?" Rebekah taunted earning a choked laugh from the witch. Damon just scowled at the blonde and lunged at her ━ white oak stake in hand. Rebekah roughly grabbed Damon and pushed him against a dresser, causing him to drop the stake. Jordanna's eyes fell upon the piece of wood and she moved to grab it before another person she loved became one of it's victims, suddenly wooden bullets flew through the windows, hitting the witch in the shoulder and leg.

   The pain from the wounds added onto the half conscious drunken state she was in forced her body into utter darkness. Rebekah went to catch her friend before she fell to the floor just as an arrow shot through the blonde's heart, temporarily killing her.

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   "Jords, Jordanna! Hey . . . hey, wake up━"

   "Caroline," Jordanna groaned, slowly peeling her eyes open. "Stop talking so fucking loud. What's going on?"

   "Looks like Alaric outed us all to the council," Caroline whispered.

   "I'm not a fucking vampire." The witch frowned before turning her head towards the driver. "Oi! I'm not a blood sucking vulture you stupid fuck! I'm innocent." The girl's frown deepened as she looked down at her body. "And apparently bleeding out! Hellllo?"

   "What exactly do they think they can do to me?" Rebekah scoffed, tugging on her own ropes.

   "I mean, they could dissect you," Jordanna deadpanned, voice scratchy. "See what grows back . . . see what doesn't."

   "You are deeply disturbed," Rebekah grimaced, pulling a face.

   Suddenly the wheels of the van began screeching. The van flipped over, sending Jordanna flying to the other side of the vehicle. A groan escaped her lips as her head slammed against the floor ━ another fucking wound.

   Just what she needed.

   An exaggerated huff left her lips as she pulled her body into a sitting position, "okay, ow."

   A pained groan left the witch's mouth as the van was suddenly filled with sunlight, the doors swung open. Jordanna rested her head on the metal bars besides her with pursed lips as her eyes flickered up to see Tyler. 

   "Great," Jordanna let out a sarcastic grin. "Just who I wanted to see, Tyler fucking Lockwood."

   Her eyes widened as Tyler made his way straight for her, ignoring Caroline's existence. "Hands to yourself, dog," Jordanna spat as the Lockwood began undoing the ropes that bound her wrists. "I think I'd rather die than have you as my knight in shining armour, thank you."

   Tyler rolled his eyes at her attitude before grabbing her wrist and started pulling her out of the van, she tugged on his wrist harshly and gestured to the two blondes. Tyler clenched his jaw in annoyance and began undoing the ropes on Caroline before he grabbed her wrist as well as Jordanna's.

   "No time, we've gotta' go," Tyler told the witch as she waited for him to undo Rebekah's.

   "Then make time!" Jordanna screeched before Tyler sped her and Caroline out of the van, uttering some last words to Rebekah before doing so.

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    Once the trio were far enough into the woods and away from danger, Caroline sped in front of the hybrid with an annoyed look on her face. Tyler's mouth gaped open as her hand collided with his face, "what the hell was that for?"

    "Seriously, Tyler?" Caroline screamed as Jordanna backed away awkwardly. "That was for injecting Jordanna with that weird, witchy, voodoo stuff."

    The witch's brows raised as another slap darted across his face, "and that was for leaving Rebekah!"

    Tyler frowned. "I didn't know you and my sister . . . Rebekah," Tyler corrected quickly, avoiding eye contact with the Jones woman. "-Were friends."

   "We're not but-"

   "You've got to be shitting me," Jordanna muttered, shaking her head with a clenched jaw. "You've got to be fucking shitting me right now!"

   "What?" Caroline questioned, her head darting from an annoyed Jordanna to a quiet Tyler.

   The witch ignored her best friend as she sauntered over to the Hybrid, roughly throwing his body into a tree. "I thought you were dead, you ass!"

   "Jordanna, love," Tyler began.

    "Love?" Caroline questioned, even more confused than before. Another slap echoed through the woods making Caroline's brows shoot up. "Okayy, I'm lost. Care to fill me in, anyone?"

     "This," Jordanna's finger angrily prodded Tyler's chest. "Is Klaus."

     "Huh," Caroline breathed out with a shocked face. "Okay, ew. That's weird."

     "I thought you'd be happier to see me, sweetheart," Klaus' hand raised to Jordanna's cheek before she swatted it away.

     "Fuck off," she grumbled in annoyance.

      Klaus pursed his lips as he looked at the witch's features, "you look a mess."

    "Thank you, Nik," Jordanna nodded sarcastically. "It might be the bullet wounds or perhaps the stress you put me under. I don't fucking know."

    "I was just putting it out there, I could always heal you-"

    "You can keep that blood away from me or I will make you regret your existence," Jordanna threatened earning a eye roll from him.

    "Okay!" Caroline clapped with a tight smile. "Now that we've established that this isn't Tyler, how about we go put him back in his right body?"

   "No," Jordanna clicked her tongue.

    "No?" Caroline questioned with furrowed brows. Surely the girl would want him in his actual body.

     "I say let him suffer for the day," the witch shrugged. "Keep him in Lockwood's body so I can kill him perhaps?"

     "You wouldn't kill me," Klaus rolled his eyes.

     "Wouldn't I?" She wouldn't.

     "No, you won't," Klaus neared her, the witch instantly taking a step back.

     "Come near me in that body and I'll tear your liver out," Jordanna spat. Obviously, she was happy that he was alive, but she was more annoyed that he or Bonnie never bothered telling her that he was alive ━she guessed that Bonnie was the one to put him there as she was the only other Mystic Falls witch and Jordanna certainly didn't do it.

     Klaus rolled his eyes with a clenched jaw, looking away in defeat. "Bonnie preserved my body, all we need to do is make her put me back . . ." Tyler looked over at the witch. "Unless you-"

     "No."

     Caroline huffed in annoyance, pursing her lips as she looked between her 'boyfriend' who was also her best friend's former dead boyfriend and Jordanna. "How do we get her to do that, I doubt she would even-"

     Klaus smirked, "and who else better than her two best friends to convince her to do it?"

     "Caroline can do it," Jordanna sent him a tight lipped smile.

     "You're his girlfriend, you do it," Caroline retorted.

      "No. Elena can do it," Jordanna shrugged. "And if she doesn't I'll kill her again."

      "Elena's alive?" Caroline asked flabbergasted.

      "Sorta," Jordanna rolled her eyes. "Turns out the little bitch had vamp-"

      "We haven't got time for this," Klaus interjected, shaking his head in annoyance. "Let's go."

      "But I-"

     "Jordanna, sweetheart," Klaus clasped his hands together. "Now."

     Jordanna and Caroline shared a look. "Jeez. We're coming, chill."

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       Jordanna and Caroline trailed behind Klaus ━ the witch gripping onto the blonde's body for support as they entered an old decrepit house, finding Bonnie and Jeremy stood over Klaus' original body. Creepy.

      "Hey guys," Jordanna sent a false smile to the two.

      "Jordanna━"

      "This is Klaus, he's in Tyler's body," the witch gestured to the boy next to her. "But of course you already knew that since you put him in there sooo..."

      "Look, Jords. I wanted to tell you but with Elena dying I needed to find a way to help her━"

      "Enough with the chit chat," Klaus rolled his eyes, cutting the Bennett off. "Bonnie I need you to put me back in my original body."

        "She said she's not strong enough," Jeremy argued.

       "You were strong enough to put me in here. Surely, you're strong enough to get me out," Klaus retorted.

      "I upset the spirits trying to save Elena. I can't use that kind of magic again ━ it's too dangerous," Bonnie replied.

      "We didn't kill Elena just for you to resuscitate the bitch," Jordanna rolled her eyes. "If she's dying that's her problem not yours, Bon."

     "Bonnie, do the bloody spell!" Klaus shouted, losing his patience.

     "She said she can't, okay? We just need to wait a few more days until she's strong enough to do it with traditional magic." Jeremy told them.

      "I'm sorry did he say days?" Jordanna squinted her eyes.

      Klaus ripped his shirt open, his fingers extending into claws. He pressed the sharp nails over Tyler's chest, digging into the flesh. Caroline gulped. "What are you doing?"

      "Ripping Tyler's heart out, it seems I've become a little desperate," the hybrid shrugged. "I'll jump into someone else, maybe you," Klaus looked at Jeremy with a smirk.

       "Okay, that's even worse," Jordanna pulled a face.

       "He's bluffing, he needs a witch to do that," Jeremy denied.

        Klaus looked over at Jordanna with a teasing smile to which she shook her head at, "I'm not helping you do that."

       "You need to stop! You're killing him!" Bonnie cried out.

        "Pick, Bonnie ━ you or Tyler!"

        Jordanna watched as Bonnie looked hesitantly between Klaus and herself, with an agitated sigh she finally spoke. "Fuck my life," she grumbled. "I'll do it, just leave her alone, alright?"

       Klaus retracted his claws from his chest, a pleased look on his face as he turned to the Jones witch. "I promise you, I shall leave her alone. Now . . . let's begin."

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        After the body transfer Jordanna had snuck off back to her house to freshen up, Caroline had given her some blood as she still refused to take some from Klaus whilst he was in Tyler's body. She had yet to see him in his natural form as she had left before the man could wake up. 

      Her head lolled to the side as she glanced up at the clock on the wall, 12:03am. She jutted her bottom lip out, pulling her body from the water her wet feet left a trail across the bathroom floor as she grabbed a towel. Wrapping it around her body she made her way to her bedroom, changing into a fresh set of clothes before heading straight out the door.

     The 10 minute drive seemed faster than usual as she slammed the car door shut, stepping through the door way of the Mikaelson mansion her eyes fell upon Rebekah's body that laid on the ground. Her neck snapped in an awkward position. The witch's gaze trailed over the broken blood bags on the floor.

     She could only guess that Klaus lost his shit, typical.

     "You're back," Klaus spoke. Jordanna looked up to the top of the stair case to find the real Klaus stood with a glass of whiskey in hand, shirt half unbuttoned. "Wasn't sure whether or not you'd come home."

       Home.

       Klaus came to a stop in front of her, he took a sip from his glass before placing it down onto a small table besides them as he awaited her response ━ only she said nothing and pulled his body to hers. Her arms wrapped around his neck tightly, afraid if she let go he'd slip through her fingers. "I don't know if I wanna kill you or kiss you," she mumbled, pulling away.

       "Seems as though you only have one option sweetheart, I can't be killed," Klaus smirked smugly, his fingers grasping her chin.

        Jordanna snorted, "you sure about that?"

        Klaus scowled, pulling her face closer ━ lips brushing together.  The witch sighed in content as her eyes flickered up to Klaus', only his were on her lips. His fingers brushed the skin on her hip bone as his hands moved to her waist, pressing her against his body. Jordanna's fingers splayed across his chest, fiddling with the buttons of his shirt ━ her skin grazing across his.

        Jordanna rolled her eyes at the small scowl his face held, "stop being moody. I thought you'd be happy to see me."

        "Believe me, I am," Klaus whispered before capturing her lips, kissing her passionately and roughly. His tongue entered her mouth with no hesitation. A gasp left her lips as her back was slammed into a nearby wall, Klaus' hands trailed down to the back of her thighs. "Jump."

       And she did just that.

      The Hybrid sped the two to the nearest room ━ that being the living room before laying her on the couch, his body hovering over hers.  One arm holding him up as the other inched up her dress, that had already ridden up. She threw her head back on the arm of the couch with a soft sigh when she felt his fingers trace her inner thigh.

        An annoyed grunt left her lips as his hand left her skin before they moved to her wrists, pinning them over her head. "I wish you had returned earlier, we would have more time," Klaus whispered as he pressed a few kisses to her neck.

       "I'm here now," she matched his tone, the man let out a groan as he felt her roll her hips. His lips found hers again, enjoying each other's touch.

{AN}

i wrote this with i feel like im drowning on and lawddddd that is something else,,,, anyway vote and comment my lovelies <3333
JJ maybank>>>>> you

(edited 08/03/22)

u all keep saying robbed but idk i think like in 4 more chapters is when i finally wrote smut ;;)

RIGHT SO IM BACK AGAIN AT 4/11/22 AND WTF first of all do americans even say mardy or moody bc i keep writing it and idek if they say that AND i keep saying twat and its getting on my tits bc id forget jj was american so if u see her saying twat again ignore it thanks ;) im gonna edit it out bc i hate it when she says it