Helena&Teagan//Where Have You Been?
"Yes…you. Its possible because anyone can lie." she told her. She knew something was up but she wouldn’t press it unless she wanted too. Standing up she gave her cousin a hug. "I can smell him on you." she smirked. She understood that her cousin was seeing someone but the fact she wouldn’t tell her kinda upset her. "Really does it look like I would give you shit for dating someone who wasn’t like us?" she asked her. Getting her bag she looked back. "Thai is good, but I gotta get some blood. I didn’t think I would be here that long." she sighed.
"I have blood," she said after a minute. "Donor bags in the fridge. That's... kind of the thing."
"He is a vampire and his name is Damon Salvatore." Helena wasn't entirely sure how her cousin would take that. 'Not one of us' and 'vampire' were two completely different things. Vampires and witches didn't always get along. In fact, in places like New Orleans, vampires suppressed witches to the point where they had to launch full-scale rebellions. Streets became magical battlegrounds. It was chaotic and Helena knew that witches often bore grudges against vampires for it.
But Damon... he was different. At least she hoped she was.











