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"Move you guys!" I said pushing on Elijah and Bekah's shoulders. They wouldn't budge so I looked for an easy out. Bingo. I moved to the right and shoved through Matt and Jer's shoulders. I stumbled a little but managed not to fall. Stepping away from the gang I turned to look back and glare at them.
"Wow." Who I assumed to be Hayley said. I turned to face her and found she was giving me a once over. "You grew up good." I studied her and tried to find myself in her features. I had her same thick dark hair and curvy body. Besides that, I was all Dad.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"Is that how you talk to your mother?" she replied. Mom growled from behind me and I smiled evilly. I heard dad mutter something to mom and I knew I didn't have much time before they hauled me out of here.
"No." I said. "It's not. But running from me tail between your legs does not give you any mom brownie points." She scowled at this remark.
"That's my girl." Mom muttered under her breath.
"I wasn't running from you." She said giving someone behind me an awful look. "I was running from your bastard of a father."
It took me about two seconds to vamp speed her against the wall my hand wrapped around her neck. Unfortunately, I remembered we were in a public restaurant so I put her down. "You may have giving birth to me, but talk about my family like that again, and I will tear out your vital organs and feed them to you. Understand?" she nodded and rubbed her now red neck.
"That's my girl." muttered dad sounding way too proud.
"Their conversation needs to end quickly or I just might kill Hayley." Aunt Bekah whispered
"I'll take care of it." said Kol. He came to stand beside and I looked at him warily. He gave me a smile that promised trouble.
"Who are you?" Hayley asked glaring at Kol.
"My name is Kol Mikaelson. I believe you've met my niece Lia? And all of her other aunts and uncles? Not to mention her mental mom and homicidal dad? Yeah, well you see the thing of it is, is that, we would all die for her, and killing you really wouldn't be a problem. So I suggest you take your wannabe mommy skank ass out of here, before you have a lot of angry people who would thoroughly enjoy tearing you to pieces, doing so." Kol finished his speech and my jaw dropped. When did he get so awesome?
"I'm coming back for you." Hayley said looking at me.
"No you're not." I said giving her a disappointed smile. "If you were going to do that, it would've happened fourteen years ago." I turned from her and walked back to my Dads waiting arms. He hugged me as I burst into tears.
"There." Mom said placing a tiara on my head. "Now your perfect." I smiled at the mirror hoping she saw it. "I have to go get ready. Will you be alright?"
"Of course mom." I said standing up from my vanity table. I turned to face her so that she could see my sincere expression. Ever since my breakdown at the grill not two hours earlier, she had been hovering. I wasn't totally sure why I had a breakdown but thankfully nobody questioned it.
"Okay." She said obviously not believing me. "I'll have someone to come get you when it's time." I nodded and finally she left the room.
"Wow your mom is overprotective. This is funny, because I remember her being sweet and not at all like that. It was your dad who I thought would tear off my head for looking at you." I smiled at the sound of a new voice and turned around to face Trammel. Then I ran across the room and jumped into his arms. He spun me around a few times before setting me down.
"What are you doing here?" I asked my hands on his shoulders. He smiled down at me, and he actually had to look down being that he was like six inches taller. His dark hair almost covered his deep blue eyes that seemed wary and upset. "What's wrong?" I asked immediately postponing my first question.
"How is it that I'm here for five minutes and you already know all my dirty little secrets?" he asked. I stepped away and crossed my arms over my chest.
"Trammel." I warned. He was avoiding the answer and we both knew it.
"You look beautiful by the way." He added, still procrastinating. I looked down at my royal blue matric ball gown. Come to think of it, the color matched his eyes perfectly.
"Dammit Trammel what's going on?" I asked now angry. He may be a witch and my best friend, but he still pissed me off to no end.
"Miss," a voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked to Gerald, our butler, who was standing by the door. "We are ready for you." I sighed and turned back to Trammel.
"This is so not over." I said giving him a death glare. He put his hands up in mock surrender. I would've made him come with me to interrogate him further, but he wasn't dressed formerly, and Bekah would kill me. I loved her, but that woman was hardcore OCD.
"Right this way miss." Gerald said gesturing through the doorway. I gave him a curt nod and headed down the hallway towards the grand staircase. Mom was walking down arm laced through Dads when I got there. Everybody else was already at the bottom meaning I was late.
Uncle Kol was waiting patiently for me and I quickly laced my arm through his. We made our decent down and I tried to take deep breaths. Besides the fact that my best friend was hiding in my room without my parents knowledge, my birth mother was back in town, and I was late to my own party, I really had nothing to worry about. Wow I had issues. We reached the bottom and I let go of Kol's arm turning to face the family. Aunt Bekah gave me a quick hug and then a once over.
"You look fabulous." she said squeezing my shoulders. I almost scoffed. She would know considering she picked it out.
"Sweetheart." Dad said tapping my back. I turned to face him and saw a microphone in his hand. "It is custom that whoever is being celebrated give a speech." I took a deep breath and accepted the microphone. Then stepping up one step I addressed the crowd.
"Welcome Everyone. I'm Amelia, or as most of you know me, Lia. I wanted to thank you all for coming first off. I'm sure the free ordurves helped as incentive, but still." There was some laughter throughout the crowd that encouraged me to keep going. "Now that you are here, have fun! Mingle, dance, and enjoy the champagne that I'm not allowed within ten feet of." There was some more laughter and then the crowd dispersed. I handed the microphone back to Dad and headed into the swarm.
The floor was packed with dancers moving to the upbeat music. I swayed a little without actually dancing. I was tapped from behind not soon after and I spun on my toes almost falling on my face. Man I hated high heals. Luckily I was caught by a pair of small yet strong arms. I looked at my grandmother thankfully.
"Grandma!" I exclaimed. She was dressed in a floor length, long sleeve, green dress that hugged her tiny body. It was weird seeing my sheriff grandmother dressed in, well a dress.
"What?" she asked looking at the gown. I wasn't really sure how to respond.
"You look, well you look..."
"Hot is the term I believe your looking for." Uncle Kol said coming reaching around me to kiss Grandma's hand. Ugh, gross.
"I'm leaving now." I informed them before giving Grandma a quick hug and promising to visit soon. I moved through the crowd not being able to stand the body heat anymore. I saw an escape about three feet away. The balcony doors beckoned to me.
I made my way over and tried to discreetly open the double doors. Luckily no one stopped me and I stepped outside. It was chilly in my strapless dress but I really didn't want to be inside. It was way too crowded and I was not a people person right now. I walked over the railing and looked out at the tiny town of Mystic Falls. Lost in my worry's over Trammel and Hayley, I missed the person behind me. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I went into attack mode.
I grabbed the hand and flipped the person over my shoulder. Because I was facing the rail whoever touched me went over. Oh crap. I looked down at the ground expecting to see a body. There was nothing there. I turned and scanned the balcony only to find Damon.
"Jesus! I try to sneak you some alcohol and you go all ninja warrior trying kill me." he complained with a smile on his face.
"Sorry!" I said not really all that sorry. He obviously wasn't that mad and he really shouldn't sneak up on me like that. Wait, sneak me alcohol? "You do know that my mother will kill you if she finds out you gave me champagne right?"
"Yeah but your under a lot of stress right now and it's not like I can anyways. I lost the glass when I was falling down two stories." He gave me a pointed look and I smiled sheepishly. As if on cue a waiter walked by with a tray of glasses. Damon grabbed two and handed me one. "Perfect timing. To the birthday girl!" he said raising the glass and taking a swig. I raised mine and took a sip. It tasked sweet while still sour, and kind of dry.
"Gross." I said handing him back the glass. He just smiled as if he knew I wouldn't like it.
"Come on." he said gesturing to the doors. "Time to go..." I didn't get a chance to know what it was time to do because Damon collapsed at that exact moment. I ran to him and knelt by his side. He had been perfectly fine until he drank the...
I grabbed the broken champagne glass and sniffed it. Alcohol mixed with something else. Vervain and wolfs-bane. Damon was a vampire so wolfs-bane wouldn't work on him. That meant whoever gave Damon the drinks, was trying to get to me.
Dun, dun, dun. Yes I am being this evil. I need three reviews before I update. Thanks for reading!