Hello readers! As stated in the summary, this is a sequel to "The Other Mikaelson", so I suggest that you read that first. Other than that, I hope you enjoy!
(Alyssa POV)
"C'mon, Lyssa! I'm way more fun than your little boyfriend." Kol complained incessantly.
"Leave Sam alone, Kol. I can't go down to Louisiana at the moment, I need to plan his surprise party." I denied his efforts.
"But you originally dumped him for a reason, sis, so why can't he plan his own party?"
"As I've explained a thousand times already, it was moving too fast before. It's his twenty-fifth birthday, Kol. Sam deserves a little bit of spoiling." I defended myself.
"Alyssa, he already looks older than you. A human mate will never work out."
"Oh, shut up. You're just grouchy because Layla went on a break from you. It's not your fault, little brother, she had a lot on her plate with balancing work and grad school. Prioritizing is the key to success."
"So, you don't think that I'm good enough for her? In all honesty, I always thought that you were too good for your loser. That kid is as awkward as Nik is annoying."
"That wasn't what I said, Kol. Layla is only a human, she needs to focus on getting her life under control before adding another person. And why do you hate Sam? If I remember correctly you and Layla thought it was so important for me to get male attention."
"At least go for someone with a little personality!"
"Whatever, I have to go make a couple of calls. I promise that I'll come to New Orleans as soon as possible." I hung up to stop any more of his complaining.
I took my computer out to get Sam a birthday present. We had only restarted dating about a month ago, but had been friends for two years or so between our last relationship. We met through my best friend, Layla, dating his brother, Ian.
When I got to the correct website, I ordered the final two tickets for a now sold-out Social Distortion concert. Sam is going to be so pumped! I gave myself a pat on the back and was interrupted by a knock at the door. I flashed over and pulled it open.
"Alyssa! How's it been?" Ian smirked at me with his iridescent eyes twinkling.
"Hey Ian, c'mon in. Make yourself at home." I hugged him lightly.
"Sammy's not here, is he?" He gave a quick glance around.
"No and you do realize that we're not attached at the hip, right? Why do you ask?" I rolled my eyes.
"I don't get why you guys aren't just friends with how little relationshipy stuff you do. Anyway, I wanted to surprise him for his birthday. I'm staying here until then, okay." Ian told me. He really wasn't the type of guy to ask questions, Ian just tells you what's happening.
"Okay, I guess, but then you get to help me make a cake for him." I negotiated.
"That's a good one, Lyssa! You're more likely to see me doing ballet than baking." We both laughed. "On a more serious note though, you good with this? Layla said that you and Sam hardly ever even see each other due to conflicting work schedules and whatnot." Ian's features hardened in concern.
"Why does that seem to be such a huge issue for everyone? Yes, I'm fine, Sam and I aren't very serious right now and I'm not one of those girls who gets super dependent on their boyfriend. Out of curiosity, is everyone badgering Sam about this as much as me? I have you, Layla, and Kol constantly on my back about it and it gets super annoying." My hands began making big, frustrated movements.
"Kind of, but from me, he mostly gets that you guys don't act like a couple. I know that the no PDA rule is totally on you, but let's just drop this for now." He requested to my relief.
"Gladly, so I was just about to paint my nails. You can go unpack in any room you'd like, except for mine, of course." I offered, standing up. "Help yourself to anything you'd like and don't expect me to entertain you." I walked off to the bathroom.
After selecting a rose color, I carefully painted on two coats and blew on my hands to dry it. Suddenly, I heard something falling, followed by a bang and ran (at a human pace) to the source.
"What the hell were you trying to do?" I yelled, seeing the shattered pieces of a lamp all over the floor.
"Well, there was a fly buzzing around and my ninja moves could probably use some improvement." Ian shrugged awkwardly.
"I'll say, that fly must've been an Olympian to be able to escape your ninja habits." I rolled my eyes sarcastically.
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"Happy birthday Sam!" Everyone called out, seeing the birthday boy.
"Wow, I- uh- didn't expect this. Thanks you guys." He fumbled with his keys.
"Sammy, you don't seem very excited." Ian pointed out, pulling his brother to the side. I chose to stay back and give them their privacy.
"Great party, Alyssa." One of Sam's friends said.
"Thanks, that means a lot." I gave a small insincere smile. He walked away and I sighed, trying to not show my disappointment over Sam's ignoring me. I went to the bar to get myself a drink.
"Alyssa?" Sam asked to get my attention.
"Oh, hey you, happy birthday!" I plastered on a huge, somewhat believable smile.
"This really is great, but my boss just texted me to ask me to go back over there for a meeting. I'm sorry, but I have to go." Sam smiled lightly with what looked like a hint of guilt.
"It's fine, Sam, I get it." I dug through my bag to find the envelope containing his concert tickets. "Happy birthday." I gave him the envelope and he slid his finger under the seal.
"Oh my god, I thought that this concert was sold out! Thank you, Alyssa, you're amazing." He started fizzling out the end and I realized that something was up.
"My pleasure, but anyways, are you okay? You're acting weird."
"Uh yeah, work has just been, uh, stressful lately." He clearly lied, but I pretended to understand.
"Sorry to hear that, let me know if there's anything I can do for you." I said, still faking sympathy, which he brushed off and then mingled for a few minutes before going back to "work." My time had come to find out what was going on. I strutted over to Sam's brother. "Hey Ian, can I ask you serious question?" He looked up from his drink.
"Sure, what do you need?" He motioned to the seat next to him.
I took a breath, "Is Sam cheating on me?" He stayed silent for a moment and my eyes filled with tears, knowing my answer. "Why didn't you tell me?" I cried.
"Lyssa, calm down, he said that he'd make things right. He thought that you were cheating too, but I tried to convince him otherwise. I know that you'd never do anything like that." He tried to hug me, but I pushed him away.
"Where is that pathetic bastard? I'm going to give him a piece of my mind." I grumbled.
"That's not such a good idea, Alyssa. Sammy's with another girl." Ian tried to grab my shoulder, but I stepped away.
"Perfect, what's the address?" I smirked evilly, but seeing his aversion, I switched tactics. "Please, I promise I won't do anything bad." He gave in to my puppy eyes and gave me the address. I thanked him and ran to the house.
I tried the front door and it was unlocked, the house must've been owned by a vampire so I got through the threshold with no problem. I found the room where Sam was with the vampire girl, no problem and barged in.
"Sam." I said in a no nonsense tone, crossing my arms. They freaked out and covered themselves.
"Alyssa! What are you doing here? This isn't what it looks like!" His eyes bulged and I turned on the lights.
"Oh, so you're telling me that you weren't just screwing that girl?" I chuckled amused. "I don't mean to go all Taylor Swift on your ass, but we are never ever ever getting back together."
"Alyssa? Oh my god! Are you Alyssa Mikaelson? My friends always have gossip on Klaus Mikaelson! Is it true that he's like the biggest, baddest immortal hybrid out there? Are all of the other Originals really taking back control of the French Quarter?" The girl squealed in excitement.
"What the hell are you talking about, Kara. How could Klaus be immortal and what's a hybrid?" Sam asked confusedly. I went up to him and compelled, "All you remember is that I walked in on you with Kara, here, and we're through. Now go home and go to bed." I sent him off and turned to Kara.
"Little piece of advice, hun; don't piss off an Original." I flashed my fangs and smirked at her scared face.
"I'm sorry, Alyssa! I didn't know that you knew him." She shook in fear.
"Oh, no apology necessary. You don't remember meeting me and will never contact Sam again." I compelled.
"I will never contact Sam again." She repeated monotonously.
"Good, toodle-loo, Kara!" I skipped off and ran home. "Time for some whiskey." I said to myself and poured a glass, sitting down to contemplate what I should do next. My ideas were interrupted by the shrill ringing of my phone. Without bothering with caller ID, I answered.
"Hi, if you have anything important to say, spit it out, if not, leave me alone." I growled into the phone.
"Well, someone's feisty today. What's going on, little sister?" Nik practically smirked into the phone.
"None of your business, why'd you call?"
"I can't just call to see how you're doing?"
"No, you never call unless you need something, so out with it, Nik."
"Fine, you got me. There's this witch who linked herself to this girl and, I'll explain better when you get here. So, when can you leave, Alyssa?"
"Text me the address, I'll be there in the morning." I sighed.
"Really? Thanks Alyssa." He hung up and I rolled my eyes and downed my drink. This was going to be a long night.