Chapter one

Gray eyes

Elizabeth

"Damon, just ask him!"

"I never said I wanted him, Lizzie," Damon said childishly.

I sighed and just shook my head as I paced the apartment, even though Damon couldn't see me. I was in my apartment in New York City, and Damon was back in Mystic Falls.

"Yeah, but it's obvious. Who else is going to be your best man?" I asked, slightly annoyed with him. It wasn't like he was asking Stefan to be the bride. My brothers had issues.

"You?" Damon said hopefully.

"I'm honored big brother, but I'm already maid of honor, and I look damn good in my dress," I said dryly, looking over to the red dress that hung on a hanger in my closet.

Damon sighed. "Do I even need a best man?" he asked stubbornly.

"Yes, because it's how these things go. And Lily's crazy obsessed with making the wedding as normal an experience as possible," I said, sitting down on the bed.

"Speaking of bridezilla, she told me to tell you to get your ass back here in two days," Damon told me. Since she began planning the wedding, Damon and I had dubbed her 'bridezilla.' One wouldn't think that down-to-earth Lily would be a bride from hell, but her inner control freak came out as soon as the engagement ring slid onto her finger.

"Why do I have to be there a week before the wedding?" I asked, though I didn't necessarily mind. I missed my family.

"I don't know. I've learned not to question Lily's decisions. It makes life so much easier."

I sighed. "Fine, but I'm bringing Klaus with me."

I could practically hear Damon grit his teeth. "I don't remember inviting him to my wedding," he said.

I smirked at the wall. "He's my plus one. Besides, he goes where I go, and I go where Klaus goes. We're a package deal, him and I."

Damon sighed. "Fine. You're just not allowed to sleep in the same bed. Or to touch. At all."

"Gee, can we breathe the same air as each other?" I asked sarcastically.

"No."

I shook my head. "We won't stay in the boarding house. We can stay in the mansion. Elijah and Kol and Finn are coming back anyway," I said. Lily had invited all of the originals except for Rebekah to the wedding. Everyone was still pissed at her for almost killing me. I felt kind of bad for her, being exiled. I had long forgiven her. She had just been doing what she thought was best for her brother, after all.

"Yeah, don't remind me," Damon muttered. He wasn't a fan of the originals, but I was starting to think most of them as family.

"Damon, you're the groom. Your only job is to put on your tux and show up. And to pick a best man." I smirked again. "Speaking of best men, I heard Stefan's available…"

"Lizzie, drop it," Damon snapped at me. I just sighed. I was starting to become agitated.

"God, Damon, just ask him already! It's not that hard! 'Stefan, will you be my best man?' When he and Elena get married, you know he'll ask you. God, it's not like you're asking him to be your prom date," I muttered.

"Can't I just compel myself a best man? It'll be so much easier," Damon said.

I gritted my teeth. "Damon Salvatore, if you don't ask him, I will."

I could practically see Damon narrow his eyes. "You wouldn't."

I scoffed. "Do you even know me at all?"

Fine! Fine! I'll ask him, alright?" Damon gave in.

"You better. And don't think I won't check." There was a knock at the door. My eyebrows furrowed as I thought of who it could've been. "There's someone at the door. See you in two days, brother. Love ya."

"Love you too, Liz."

I hung up on Damon, and then stood up and made my way to the front door. Klaus was gone for the day, out with Kol. I told him not to drop any bodies, and then I threatened Kol not to bring him to any strip clubs. I'd find out eventually, and then both of them would be in huge trouble.

"I'm coming!" I called, padding across the wooden floors. I unlocked the door and threw it open. I expected to see Kol and Klaus, too drunk to walk and talk, let alone unlock a door. Yet, in front of me, was a person I had never met. And would never wish to meet.

A girl, looking around twenty, with hair so pale it was almost white. She was beautiful too, too beautiful. She had huge gray eyes, and looked to be a model. Hell, she made models look like dogs. She made me look like a homeless man. I felt even more like a hobo in jeans too long for me and a gray shirt of Klaus', sleeves rolled up. I had no makeup on and my hair was up on top of my head. I hated the girl even more when I realized she wasn't wearing makeup either.

No one could be that hot. It wasn't illegal.

I hated the nameless girl even more when the first words she spoke to me came out of her mouth. "Hello," she said, with an accent I couldn't place. Her gray eyes ran up and down me, and she frowned with distaste. "Is Niklaus here?"

I felt acute jealousy boil up inside of me. No. No. I would not let this supermodel bitch get her hands on my Klaus. Find your own psychopath hybrid, bitch, I wanted to say to her, before slamming the door in her face. Instead, I did one better- or worse.

I lied.

"Niklaus? Never heard of him," I said, raising an eyebrow. I wasn't that good at lying, but my jealous girlfriend mode had been activated. That meant my lying skills were suddenly much better.

Supermodel Bitch didn't look too convinced, though. "Klaus? Klaus Mikaelson? I was told he lived here by a pretty reliable source," she said.

I stared her down, even though she was about five inches taller than me. "Well, your reliable source must not be so reliable after all," I said coolly. "It's just me who lives here. All by myself. Alone. I've never even heard of Klaus. Funny name, though."

She stared hard at me, while I silently dared her to question me. "Well, if you don't mind, I'm kind of busy," I said rudely, not even bothering to pretend to be nice to her.

Supermodel Bitch slowly backed away from me, though her gray eyes didn't leave mine. "In case you suddenly know he is," she said dryly, "Can you tell him Mina is looking for him?"

"Yeah, sure, whatever," I said, before slamming the door in her face. "I'd rather eat my arm, bitch," I muttered as I walked over to the couch.

I stretched out across the black leather couch like a cat, staring up at the ceiling. I needed a pet, or a hobby, something to distract myself so that I didn't become so reliant on Klaus. I could've really used a distraction at that moment, while I thought about Mina, and what she wanted with Klaus.

Any answer I came up with only made me want to claw Mina's huge gray eyes out of their sockets. A few possibilities even made me want to kick Klaus in the groin.

I sighed and tossed my hand over my eyes. I really did need a hobby.

~LGM~

"Lizzie, why are you calling me to vent about some ex of Klaus'? Isn't this what Lily's for?"

I sighed. "Yeah, but she's so focused on the wedding. She'd stake me if I bothered her now," I said.

Stefan snorted on the other line. "You're telling me. You're not the one she had write out all the invitations. My hand's just getting back to normal. I didn't even know Lily and Damon knew that many people."

"Not Damon, he's too surly. It's all of Lily's friends. She has a lot, especially from her rehab center." Then I frowned, remembering Stefan's earlier words. "Do you really think she was his ex?"

Stefan sighed. "No?"

I narrowed my eyes. "Stefan…"

"Honestly? Yeah, probably," he admitted. "He's been alive for a thousand years, Lizzie. The guy probably has a lot of exes."

I sighed. That was exactly what I feared. "But you didn't see her, Stefan. She was so hot. If they dated, I doubt they would've broken up."

"You're forgetting who you're in love with. The pre-Elizabeth Klaus wouldn't keep a girl around that long, no matter how attractive she was," Stefan reminded me.

I sighed again. "But what if-"

Stefan cut me off. "He loves you, Lizzie. Remember that."

I took a deep breath. Stefan was right. "You know, you're not so bad at this," I told him. "Maybe I'll call you to freak out more often."

"Please don't."

I laughed, then remembered my earlier conversation with Damon. "Hey, has Damon talk to you lately-"

I was cut off when the front door slammed noisily open. I stiffened, expecting that Mina had come back with a vengeance, but relaxed when I heard a familiar voice slur, "Good one, Nik!"

"I gotta go, Stefan. I'll see you in a few days, alright? Love you."

"Alright. Love you too, Lizzie."

I tossed my phone on the bed and then went out into the room to meet Klaus and Kol, expecting the worst. My expectations were met.

Not only was my living room half destroyed, and the boys were too-drunk-to-walk drunk, but there were two bite mark covered, half naked women, whom Kol had his arms around.

I groaned. "No! No! This is not okay, Kol!"

Kol pouted. "Aw, come on, Lizzie. Don't be such a wet blanket."

I glared at him and grabbed the two women, both too messed up from drugs, alcohol, and blood loss to notice what was going on. "Leave, forget what happened," I compelled both of them, before pushing them out the door.

Then I turned back to the originals, glaring at them with my hands on my hips, beyond angry. They were never allowed to go out and get drunk again.

"Love-" Klaus started to say, but I silenced him with one glare.

Then I sighed and rubbed my temples. I was tired, too tired to deal with what was going on. Without opening my eyes, I said, "Kol, guest bedroom. Now."

"Yes mam." Kol saluted me before stumbling off down the hall, to the room where he had crashed too many times to count.

"And you." I opened my eyes to glare once more at Klaus. "Couch. Don't even think we're sharing the same bed tonight."

"Love-" Klaus sighed, but I cut him off again.

"You know where the spare blankets and pillows are," I said, already walking towards our bedroom. "And I fully expect my living room to be completely cleaned up by the time I wake up tomorrow morning."

I heard Klaus sigh once more when I shut the bedroom door. I might have been extra hard on him because of Mina, but he would never know that.

~LGM~

A/N: So this is the first chapter of the mini sequel to Letting Go! It probably will be around five chapters, maybe more, maybe less. I've missed writing Lizzie so much. I miss writing Klaus/Lizzie moments as well.

Credit for the idea for the sequel goes to KurisutaruAi!

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~Abby :)