this time, there was no mistaking the calm anger in his eyes. elijah mikaelson had officially hit the limit of what he would endure from his dear katerina.

"look elijah." she tried, the look on her face doing nothing to hide the fear when she too saw the lack of affection in his wise eyes "i-it was a mistake, he meant nothing."

"i believe you take me for a fool, my dear." he slowly lifted the palm of his hand to her cheek and she winced "but i am a merciful man...your death will be hasty."

"too bad I don't have any popcorn." i whispered to stefan as i looked through the window and he gave me a look of pure exasperation "this is one hell of a show so don't pretend you're not enjoying it."

"the windows aren't soundproof." he deadpanned and gestured to where Elijah now stood over the lifeless, headless body of his ex-lover, wiping his hands with the handkerchief from his pocket and looking right at me.

"woops." i gave him a small wave to which he just shook his head "i'm...sorry?"

he sighed and tilted his head towards the door as if telling me to enter. i pointed to myself.

"who? me?" i asked and stefan took my arm to drag me through the door which I had already been invited into "oh god, he's going to kill me."

"he's not going to kill you drama queen." he glanced at the body on the floor with a small barely noticable grimace before returning his gaze to the neutral mikaelson "well...he could try." stefan wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I couldn't help but feeling even just slightly better.

"there's no need for that." elijah assured, the last of the blood still stained his hands and he couldn't seem to bring his eyes away from the cherry red that tainted the once pure white fabric "i understand your intentions were partially selfish-" i raised my eyebrows innocently and opened my mouth to make an excuse "-however." he continued "you have my thanks for bringing the truth to light for me."

"really?!" i asked in surprise, my mouth parted slightly in shock before i regained my normal posture as i felt the subtle vibrations from stefans chest as he refrained from laughing out loud "i mean...of course, anything to help a...friend."

"uh." stefan interrupted and the noble brother turned to look at him "could we remove the body from the room before we continue speaking. april..?"

i narrowed my eyes at him but he didn't turn to look at me "i'll dispose of it." I agreed "whilst you two talk because clearly there's something going on."

"april-" stefan muttered when i removed myself from under his arm but i just shrugged.

"when i'm done i'll be back at the house." i kissed him on the cheek to show there really were no hard feelings and his tense posture shifted to soften a fraction "so be as long as you need."

i didn't mind leaving the room- even with the body of a vampire much older with myself- but it did bring me great curiosity. i didn't know what they could possibly have in common to talk about however this was one conversation i would not be eavesdropping in on.

the body in my arms soaked my pale cardigan with the crimson liquid as I contemplated what i should do with it.

"i could burn it..." i thought out loud. and that's what i did. but as i watched the body of the woman that ruined my life slowly disintegrate, grey ashes swirling into the mid-morn sky and distorting the fluffy white clouds, I somehow found it in myself to feel sorry for her.

she had no one- not really. no family, friends and no real love therefore no funeral. everybody deserves a funeral, even someone as psychotic and twisted as the delusional katherine pierce. so when the body had completely crumbled, i slowly sat down on the grass.

there was no way i was going to do a big dramatic event- as much as i knew she would love the attention, she didn't deserve that much.

i cleared my throat "urm i don't really know how these things work." i chuckled, feeling slightly silly speaking to myself consciously, usually i did it without realising but now, here i was, doing it on purpose "the only funeral i've ever attended was...my own. i-i couldn't bring myself to go to stefan and damons, i never forgave myself for that- even now i haven't...if they had died for real i wonder if they would've been disappointed..." i trailed off before shaking my head.

"nevermind, that isn't what this is about." my eyes followed the powdered ashes as they swirled freely in the wind and I sighed, maybe the freedom of the ashes now reflects the peace that her soul has found "i'm sure somewhere in that stone you call a heart, you cared for someone in your immortal life and I hope they cared for you too. now you weren't the...best person- oh this is difficult" i tried again "look...if you hadn't hated me at first glance maybe we could've been friends and...and we could've done things i'm sure you've never found time for like; shopping and getting our nails done or going to a spa and just sitting in a hot tub all day. yes, i'm sure it could've been great but we'll never know because you always picked the low road dear katherine. nevertheless i know wherever it is you are now, you're thriving like the stubborn bitch you are and i'm happy for you okay? even after everything you've done, i forgive you blah blah blah and that's enough reminiscing for today"

i picked myself up from the floor and dusted myself off before walking- quickly- away from the small particles left of the bullish woman.