A/N: I just wanted to write this because I've always been interested in the bond that Rebekah and Klaus share as siblings. This story is set after Klaus tells Rebekah she is nothing to him but he doesn't snap her neck because she leaves.
And I stare at the phone
He still hasn't called
And then you feel so low
You can't feel nothing at all
And you flashback to when he said
Forever and always
-Forever and Always, Taylor Swift
Rebekah stared at the forest in front of her. She had gone to the place that they had grown up. She had walked through the field her old home was and she had walked past where the old white oak had been. She stopped and sat down on a rock and pulled out her phone.
Her brother usually called after they fought, he never fully meant what he said when he was angry with his little sister. Rebekah could only hope that he didn't mean it this time. The mere thought that her brother, her best friend, was gone, that he didn't love her, chilled her to the bone and made her dead heart ache.
As she sank to the ground sobs wracked her petite frame. His last words to her echoed in her mind, you know something Rebekah, you were right, I don't care. You are not my family, you are not my sister, you are nothing.
His words chilled her to the bone. Did he not remember when she comforted him when Tatiabroke his heart? Or that she was the one to tend to his wounds after fights with Mikael? Did he even care? Her mind flashed back to when it was just them, burying their mother and he told her that they would be together always and forever. Did he remember that? Or when he held her the night he killed the hunters because she was too broken hearted to move?
Things went downhill from the thirties. She had lost her spot as his constant companion to the dashing Stefan, and then she got daggered for caring even though Stefan was Nik's best mate. And then when they got to Mystic Falls, everything she did was displeasing or weak to him. All he cared for was Caroline the blonde that was so like Rebekah. The only difference was, Klaus only cared for the younger of the two.
Her cheeks were streaked with tears, and her hands were clenched into fists that she was using to pound the ground. At some point there must've been a secret meeting where everyone decided that she was weak. They somehow got word to Nik that she was no longer worth his time or love.
Rebekah stood up and began to pound a tall rock with her fists, screaming at it as if somehow her brother could here. "What did I do to lose you to them?! Was I not the one that got revenge when they shoved a white oak stake into your heart?! Did you even ask your new friends what my reaction to your death was? Well I'll tell you, you bastard!" She broke off her rant with a sob and viciously wiped at her eyes, attempting to remove the nonstop tears.
"Damon Salvatore had to use all of his damned strength to hold me back from running to you! I couldn't control myself! I literally wanted to die right there with you! And when I stood in front of the car Elena was in, I actually was hoping you would pull me out of the way! They stole you from me and now you are angry that I got revenge?!" The tears were still pouring down her cheeks and the rock was no more.
"Would you not do the same if they ruthlessly murdered me?!" Her voice broke as she sunk to her knees, letting grief wash over her. Somewhere from behind her, Rebekah heard a twig snap, but after her outburst she had collapsed in exhaustion. She hadn't slept since the night before Niklaus died. Sleep over took her instantly thought tears still stained her flushed cheeks.
Rebekah awoke with a start, the memories of earlier flooded her mind and she just blinked, once, twice, and then slowly got to her feet. She immediately began searching for her phone, checking again for a missed call. Before she pressed the power button to check for anything, a call or at least a text, she prepared herself to receive an apology from Nik.
She inhaled through her nose and then pressed the button. What she saw made her heart sink. There were no missed calls, no messages; all she saw was a low battery notification and the time, 1:53 am. Putting her sadness and the feeling of betrayal behind her, Rebekah let the ice grip her heart as the truth sunk in hard and fast.
He was telling the truth
Rebekah straightened her clothes and combed her fingers through her mussed hair as she sped off towards her house. Because maybe, just maybe, Nik would forgive her if she told him that she was wrong, like always, and that he was right. "No." Rebekah interrupted her own thoughts. "I will stand on my own two feet for once and show Niklaus that he needs me!" She put her foot down at the thought of apologizing so she did what Elijah did best and decided to run from the problem. She just had to go back and pack her things.
When Rebekah arrived at the mansion all of the lights were off which was surprising. Niklaus usually left a light on to welcome her home after they fought. But she was even more shocked when she saw the turmoil that the mansion was in. Vases and other glass things were smashed to pieces, blood was still staining the floor from her outburst, but she could hear Nik in the other room which meant it wasn't an attack; his rage had fueled his fire.
She crept upstairs to her large bedroom and flicked on the lights. Surprisingly there was no damage; well she thought there was no damage until she glanced to her favorite picture. Her favorite picture was destroyed. The glass had been smashed and the frame was broken in half, but the worst damage was what had happened to the picture. It was ripped in two. The picture was of her a Nik. She had been in a sun dress that was the same blue as her eyes and she was hugging Nik, who had on jeans and a charcoal tee shirt. It was taken sometime in Mystic Falls and she could remember begging for hours to get one picture.
Rebekah ran to her desk where she knew there was some tape and managed to tape her only picture of them back together; if only she could fix them like that in real life. Rebekah sniffled and sat down on her bed. "I am not weak; he won't drag me back here again!" Rebekah said to herself while pulling her designer suitcases down from the top shelf in her closet and tossing the contents of her room into each one.
She had just zipped up the last suitcase full of random items when there was a knock at her open door. "What? Here to tell me that I'm worthless to you? Because I figured as much." Rebekah said icily. "Forgive my outburst this morning, I was angry." Klaus apologized.
"Why should I? You didn't care enough to call for the past hours! Did you even wonder where I was?! Did you worry? Or is that only something you used to do, before I was such a waste of space?" Rebekah accused, still not facing him.
"Rebekah love, you know that I was worried! But what was I supposed to do? Let those bloody children look for you?! They could've killed you!" Klaus exclaimed as he took another step into the room. "Well, I would rather die at their hands than be daggered again by you!" Rebekah yelled, turning her tear stained face towards him.
Klaus couldn't stand this fighting, all of the pent up anger she held for him was bursting out the seams. He slowly moved to kneel by her. "Bekah, if you think you can leave me, and throw all of your promises under a bus, then go. I am sure there is other company that I can find." He said, trying to hurt her.
"Nik! I mourned the loss of you! And I have always been forced to bend to you will! Can you at least let me go this once?!" Rebekah turned to face him completely, screaming at him. She knew his answer, she knew full well what he would do to her, and it stung. It hurt her to know that they couldn't let go of their problems and insecurities for long enough to be a family anymore.
"Can I at least get washed up before you dagger me at least?" She asked in a small voice, letting her youth show. She also allowed a few tears to trail down her cheeks. She felt his fingers lightly brush away her tears. "Bekah, I couldn't bear to do it again." Klaus said softly, kissing her forehead.
Rebekah peaked up at him, "Never again?" Klaus answered by shaking his head. Rebekah just smiled in denial. She was fully aware that eventually he would, so she would live life to its fullest now. Klaus pulled his sister into a hug and at that moment he realized how hurt he was that she would leave.
He felt her tears soaking through his shirt, "Nik, please forgive me. I won't leave, I promise. Don't hate me!" She sobbed into his chest. "Shh, it's okay love, I could never hate you." Klaus murmured as he carried his distraught sister to her bed; lying down next to her.
They both knew that in the morning she would just be considered as weak and he would be considered cruel. But after their fights, when their nerves are fried, they would hold each other, and remember their thousand- year-old promise: Always and Forever and Forever and Always.
And I flashback to when you said
Forever and always
Forever and always
A/N: So I think I'm going to keep this as a series of one shots about the Originals. (Mainly Rebekah and Klaus.) Please review! Ideas are welcome and I want prompts and requests!