"We don't always get what we want, do we?"
Wow…. just wow…. I just accidentally walked into my best friend getting it on with one of the original vampires, and you know what's the weirdest of all? She looked the happiest she has ever looked since she found out I was dead. And that automatically makes me happy for her. She took my death pretty hard, well they all did, but still; I think she always thought that it would be the three amigas going to college, and not just the two. I know I did, but I had to do the right thing and that meant lying to and sabotaging Kol and closing the veil to the Other Side and being trapped with said pissed off vampire, though he isn't so pissed anymore. I may be a dead witch stuck on the other side that has nothing better to do than float around and check on my friends that are still alive/still undead, but I'm no pervert. The minute I saw Klaus admiring her underwear, (I heart fangs, really Caroline?!), I got the hell outta dodge! Let's go and look at a safer bet, Elena, good old, reliable, Elena. She should be unpacking her things in another room of the house, hopefully with zero nudity involved!
I float into the kitchen, and see a black leather jacket that is as familiar to me as my old room by now. Aww, Damon came to see his girl and make sure she's all settled in, that is so sweet! (Obviously my time being trapped here has turned me into the worst kind of person, a hopeless romantic.) I go from room to room, doing my best to avoid to avoid bumping into the movers that are still all over the living room and the upstairs hallway; yes, I'm dead and they can't feel me, but I still try to avoid the whole Casper, walking through people and walls thing. It's creepy and makes me feel all skeezy afterwards. I'm really trying not to think about how bittersweet this all feels, walking through the house that the three of us fell in love with the summer before last and not being able to actually be there with my friends. That and that completely touching memorial ceremony they held for me in the woods. I broke down and cried for hours, I couldn't stop until Kol held me and told me things were going to be okay. I think that's when I started to realize he wasn't all bad, okay, that's a total lie, I knew that he wasn't all bad the day of graduation, but I couldn't let every single dead supernatural creature ever come back to life just so me and him could have a second chance. We've been doing this dance around each other since we met, there was that almost kiss when he had me pinned against the lockers and he was bound and determined to kill me so the cure couldn't be found and hell would not be unleashed on the earth. There were other encounters too, ones my friends still don't know about. Nothing happened really, but sometimes I really wanted something to. Before Kol, I had never really understood the whole being drawn to bad boys thing before, but now it kind of makes sense. Speaking of Kol, is it bad that I'm actually starting to miss him? He went to check up on a lead for a witch to get us out of here and back to the living a few days ago. Not saying that I miss him exactly, I just miss someone that I can actually talk to and that will not only hear me, that will respond, sometimes, (He does get broody from time to time, but it's not as bad as Stefan; he's still the king of brooding.)
I slip through the door to Elena's room and whirl around immediately. Dammit! Am I the only one in this house that isn't having hot sex right now?! The movers are all finished and gone by now so I slip out of the now quiet house, I'll just check back in with them later when they're in less compromising positions. I let myself fade and go back to the spot where I find myself most these days, the cave where I died. The candles are still there, as if they're waiting for me to relight them and try the spell to bring Jeremy back to life all over again. Wait, I literally gave my life to save his, I guess I've always been a romantic. I sit on the stone floor in the circle I drew and let myself flop backwards, thankful that Kol taught me how to change my ghost clothes and hair. If I would have had to spend an eternity in my graduation dress, I would have been even more depressed than I already am. Thoughts of how scared I was when I crossed over fill my head, I really thought he was going to try and kill me the minute he saw me, but instead he defended me from all the other pissed off supernaturals that were denied a chance for revenge. And believe me, there were a lot! He took me under his wing and taught me everything I need to know about this world. We're still around, we're just on a different plain than the living, is how he explained it. I'm still lost in thought, when I feel my foot be lightly kicked to get my attention. My green eyes fly open and I can't help the goofy grin that sneaks across my lips.
"Hey honey, I'm home." He quips as he helps me up and without really meaning to, I hug him close and kiss his cheek. His eyes go dark and he stares at me. Oh, boy. Blushing furiously, I try to back away as he locks his arms around me, refusing to let me go.
"You just kissed me, little witch, it was cute." I feel my cheeks heat up and I stare intently at his ear.
"I got caught up in the moment, have you been to the love fest going on at the new house?" A low chuckle makes my knees weak and I snap my eyes to his. Golden orbs absorb me, and for one moment, I am sure he is trying to compel me. "Dare you to kiss me for real."
We don't always get what we want, do we?... The haunting words float through my head before I pull his lips down to mine. My toes curl in my shoes as he takes the kiss over, he's a control freak, but for once I don't mind at all. His hands are everywhere at once, pulling me closer and pulling my shirt up in back so he can touch bare skin. This goes on for a few moments more before, setting me down gently, he steps back. I'm burning up and ready to pounce on him again when he holds his hand up.
"Call me crazy, but I would like our first time to be in our bodies, not just a shadow of sensation, ghost sex." He quips.
I lick my extremely dry lips and his eyes darken to amber as he watches my little pink tongue dart back in my mouth. Good to know I'm not the only one affected like this.
His words take a minute to penetrate my hazy mind.
"Wait, you mean-"
A triumphant gleam fills his eyes.
"What I mean, little witch, is that we're going home."
We don't always get what we want….
For once I'm praying that we do!