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Chapter 3
Hope's POV
It was a Sunday morning and we were all in the kitchen eating breakfast.
"So Hope... When are you thinking of talking to your father?" Elijah asked me calmly.
I looked up to notice all eyes on me. "Well... Soon I think, I was going to ask for your help actually. Maybe you could warm him up to the idea, or just tame the impact."
"Well I think you should take Caroline, your father always had some sort of obsession over her..." Katherine said, "I don't know why though..." She muttered as an after thought.
That comment made Elijah, Rebekah and Caroline glare at Katherine, but she just kept buttering her toast like nothing has happened. Not to mention it let me feel very uncomfortable, I really didn't need to know about my father former 'obsessions', especially as I hadn't even met him yet.
"Anyway..." Caroline started, "I do think you should take someone with you, I mean not me... But you know..."
"Actually, Elijah can I go by myself? I call you if I need you..." I ventured.
He looked unsure, "um... Ok... I will be on standby."
"Thank you."
It was later, around midday and I decided to go and meet my father, I couldn't keep avoiding it, the longer I did the more I was convincing myself not to do it, but I was nervous to say the least. I kept asking myself, 'What's the worst that could happen?' But after hearing those stories about him, I quickly shut the thought down.
"Hey! You setting off?" Caroline asked casually, coming down the stairs.
"Yes, I just told Elijah, I really don't want to make a big deal out of this... I'll get too nervous if I do."
"Good luck! So, do you have a game plan?"
"What?"
"You know, a game plan... Just... Forget it, do you have a plan?" She gave up.
"No, as I said I'm trying not to get myself worked up about this, now isn't the time to panic." I tried to convince myself that I was perfectly calm.
"No I guess not... Well, good luck and don't worry he will love you!" She exclaimed excitedly before sauntering off to the kitchen.
I made my way to the massive door and into the warmth, "yeah I hope so..." I muttered under my breath.
So about an hour later I found myself right in the centre of the French Quarter, I'm not exactly sure how I got there, I just walked and let my mind wander. I'd never actually been here before, in fear of one of my father's men finding me. But today my plan was to wander around and let myself get caught, I suppose if I hang around enough it's got to happen. I was sitting outside a yet again another cafe, leaning back into my chair and scanning restlessly over the menu.
"Well, well, well what do we have here?" A cocky voice said from behind the menu. I looked up to see a man with curly, dirty blond hair and eyes that matched my own, he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt in July and multiple chains and thin leather strips around his neck and had rich accent that I instantly recognized. "A little wolf all by her lonesome. Who are you?" I recognized this man as my father immediately.
My breath caught in my throat, "Hope." I replied hoarsely purposefully not telling him my last name.
"And what are you doing here?" He asked taking the seat opposite me and leaning on the small metal table.
I took a deep breath and regained some of my usual confidence, "I didn't realize you were keeping such a tight-ship around here." I sat up in my seat and placed the menu back on the table.
He gave me another cocky smirk, "Ahh, so you have heard of my work. And just to let you know, I'm not usually this strict about new-comers, but you caught the eye of someone in my inner circle and of course, they immediately reported back to me. So would you mind telling me what you are and where you came from?"
"Do you mind if we talk somewhere more private, we have ears on us." I said quietly, looking warily at all the vampires around us.
"Fine..." He said reluctantly, "I'll take you back to my house, its only 10 minutes away."
"Thank you..." I said getting up and following him to the edge of the pavement. He put up his hand and out of nowhere a black car showed up. He gestured for me to get in the back, so I did and he followed. I recognized the driver as a vampire and realized that he was his driver.
"Is he yours?" I asked to confirm.
"Of course." He replied nonchalantly, as he watched the blurry shape fly past through the window.
"Out of curiosity, how many do you have working for you?"
"Too many to count." He said looking at me expressionless.
The next couple of minutes was filled by an awkward silence, because it was obvious he did not want to talk in front of the vampire in the front.
We arrived at the Mikaelson mansion promptly, he immediately got out and so I followed. He walked to the door and strode through it leaving it open for me. My palms get sweaty, as I realize that this was it, the moment when it could all come together or all fall apart completely. I closed the massive door softly behind me and faced him. He threw his arms out, "well, out with it, who are you?"
My breath hitched, I could drag it out, ask him to stay calm, not be angry, but something tells me that wouldn't work. I decided to just come out with it, and let him take it as he will. "Your daughter." I utterly quietly.
"Don't you dare..."
"Don't I dare, what?" I asked.
"My daughter is dead." He muttered eerily quietly, his voice rattling with anger.
"I know you don't know me, but trust that I would never lie about this. I'm not dead."
"If you were my daughter, why are you only here now?" He raised his voice slightly.
"I ran away to see you." I explained hastily.
He turned around and walked backwards to a drinks table. He poured himself a glass of a strong, amber liquid. "Leave." He said simply, and back to normal.
"Excuse me?" I asked in shock of his sudden mood swing.
"You are not my daughter. And if you ever try to come here or get in contact with me ever again I will drag you so far underground, that not even dogs will be able to hear you scream. I will inflict so much pain on you and the ones that you love that you will all be begging for the sweet release of death."
I stared at him, wide-eyed, taken aback by his threat.
He rumbled out a sinister laugh, "you really expect me to believe that you are not from a gold-digging family trying to gain knowledge or power over me? You are no longer needed here." With that he threw back his drink and turned around to pour another.
"That's it? You're not even remotely interested?" I asked, but he just glared back with a fierce look etched into his.
I felt tears spring to my eyes and without another word I walked out the door and sat down on the porch. I dug around in my pocket until I found my phone, then called Elijah.
"Good afternoon Hope, how did it go go?" He asked with his usual calmness.
"Worse than I'd hoped, he wants nothing to do with me. I'm at his mansion, could you pick me up? I trust you know where that is..." My voice sounded heavy and defeated.
"Of course, I shall see you in five minutes."
He was punctual of course and was there in five minutes, he was in an open-roof car with Katherine in the passenger seat and Rebekah in the back. My father had come out as I was walking down the steps waiting for the car to stop. When the car stopped they all climbed out at the same time.
Katherine immediately started stomping towards my father, "how dare you! How dare turn away your own daughter!" Elijah stopped her getting any closer than three metres of him. My father simply stood there calmly with his hands behind his back.
"She came to you! She wanted you to understand! You should be happy she's here, she is your own flesh and blood, you jerk!" She screamed at him, but his face was set in stone and he didn't move.
"Come Katerina, let's not do this now..." Elijah uttered into her ear, whilst he kept his arms firmly around her waist.
Without another word she turned around, struggled until Elijah let her go and stalk back to the car. She got in and Elijah shut the door with his thumb and fore finger on the bridge of his nose for a second, he then looked up at his brother.
"Well, we best be on our way..." He climbed into the car next to Katherine, placing a comforting hand on her knee.
Me and Rebekah stood there shocked at the scene that had just transpired in front of us.
"You bastard..." Rebekah muttered before climbing in behind Katherine.
I was now the only one standing in front of my father and I couldn't bring myself to look away from his piercing stare.
"Come on, Hope." Elijah urged, he was eager to get away because of the girls. With one last look at my father I climbed in behind Elijah and let him take me away.
As soon as we got home I immediately went upstairs and hid in my bedroom, I didn't want to talk about anything.
Caroline's POV
I heard the familiar purr of a car engine in the drive way, meaning that everyone was back. I personally opted out of going to Klaus', one because they couldn't fit me in the car and two because I wasn't ready to see him. I left him hanging here in New Orleans and never came to find him, I didn't want to differ his judgement of his own child.
I listened as the door open and click of heels entered, I then heard loud footsteps come upstairs and storm right into the room next to me.
I decided not to talk to Hope until I figured out what had happened. I heard the three adults in the kitchen and decided to investigate. I walked in the find all three of them hunched over the breakfast bar, leaning on their forearms in silence. I immediately knew from their long expressions that the meeting obvious did not go well.
"Needless to ask, but how did it go?" I tried.
"Well Blondie, your boyfriend completely rejected his daughter and we haven't got more than two words out of her since." Katherine quickly interjected.
"Well your little scene did not help the situation at all, may I add." Rebekah countered.
"No, you may not." Katherine shot her the dirtiest look I have ever witnessed.
"Ladies, please... Now is not the time, we need to plan what is going to happened next." Elijah stated with clear tension in his voice.
"I think, that we shouldn't do anything. Klaus had his chance and he blew it, Hope doesn't need that in her life." Katherine spoke her unchangeable mind.
"Well I was going to suggest giving my brother a second chance. I know he can make... Impulsive decisions, but he usually comes through."
"One or twice over a thousand years doesn't count, Rebekah." Katherine pointed out.
"Funny..." Rebekah replied lamely. "But I was being serious."
"Um I have an idea, why not just wait for Hope to cool off and then ask her tomorrow?" I put forward, even though it felt like I was pointing out the painfully obvious.
"Fine, I suppose that could work... If she's speaking by tomorrow." Katherine admitted.
After my conversation with Elijah, Katherine and Rebekah, I knocked gently on Hope's door. When there was no reply I poked my head round the door to see her lying on her bed with her head propped up listen to music with earphones in.
I closed the door behind me and went to the side of her bed with my arms-crossed. She must have sensed that I was watching her as her eyes opened, she paused her music and took out her earphones.
"I heard you come in, you know." She admitted, sitting up and swinging her legs round so she was sitting on the edge of the bed.
I uncrossed my arms and sat down next her. She just sat there, eyes glued to the floor and shoulders hunched.
"Do you want to talk about what happened today?" I asked with sympathy.
"Nope." She said expressionless.
"Are you sure?"
"There's nothing to talk about, Caroline." She stated.
"Of course there is. Tell me what happened." I tried to get at least something out of her.
"He doesn't want me in his life." She slowly stood and started to coil her earphones around her iPod. "As far as I'm concerned, I managed to survive without him before, I can do it again." She let out a heavy sigh, placing her iPod down, but keeping her back turned.
"Maybe he was just shocked, he might need some time." I suggested hopefully.
"Don't you understand?" She whipped around to face me on the bed. "He doesn't want me! He made that very clear. Katherine was right, he is no good." Her voice was cracking and she was on the verge of tears.
I instantly stood up to comfort her, but she turned around again before I could reach her. "I think it's best you leave, Caroline." She tried being strong.
At this point I thought best to follow her orders so quietly I left.
Not sure about the whole reveal in this chapter, I think it's a bit sudden, but I couldn't think of anything else to say. I was going for the whole 'rip off the band aid' kinda thing. Did it work or was it just too quick?
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