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Bonnie pov
knock knock! knock knock!
Bonnie growled while ignoring the obnoxious knocks on her door. Why couldn't the people here just leave her the hell alone? She closed her eyes and fell face down on her bed, sighing in annoyance.
It had been about an hour since Kai told her about the 'welcome-dinner party' before leaving her back to her thoughts. He had told her to be ready at seven. However, it wasn't even six yet.
She had spent her time thinking of home. Of her grams. Hell, even of her clingy ex-boyfriend Luka. Anything that gave her the feeling that she somehow was still attached to her home. To reality. To the life she was supposed to live.
Bonnie gulped at the thought of it being Klaus behind that door. Hadn't he tortured her enough? Probably not though, he wouldn't knock and –
The door abruptly flung open, a blonde wearing a fancy dress rushing through it. Bonnie jumped a little at the suddenness. She quickly climbed out of her bed while eyeing the girl.
What the fuck was going on?
The blonde rushed towards her. It looked like she had a hard time containing her enthusiasm with a big smile plastered on her lips. Eyes shining with energie.
'Hello! I'm Rebekah. Niklaus's sister - don't gag just yet though - I'm so much more fun than he is. You must be Bonnie.' She stretched her hand out. Th witch shook it suspiciously before quickly retrieving.
'Yes, I am. You always rush into rooms like that?' She asked, squeezing her eyes half closed in suspicion.
Rebekah smirked at her forwardness. 'To be fair, I did knock. I suggest you open up next time, if you want to prevent people from rushing in that is.'
Bonnie laughed a little at the blondes sassiness. 'I'll keep that in mind.'
Rebekah seated herself on Bonnie's bed casually. 'So, I take it the pesky little warlock Malachai has told you about your welcome-dinner?'
'Yeah, he has.' She scowled involuntarily.
The original sister sensed her discomfort. 'Oh, don't give me that look. It won't be all bad. Besides, I'm here to get you all dressed up and pretty.' Bonnie raised a brow.
'I mean, not that you're not pretty now. It's just…you know.' She added quickly, her ckeeks turning a bright shade of pink.
The witch couldn't help but laugh at the girls clumsiness. Rebekah pouted a little and decided to change the subject.
'Anyways, let's get started!' She clapped her hands together while stalking towards Bonnie's closet.
Bonnie rolled her eyes, she wasn't really a fan of playing dress up.
'Why can't I just wear what I have on now?' She tried.
Rebekah gave her a look like she had suggested to consume rats for dinner. An expression of pure horror taking over her delicate features.
'Out of the bloody question, darling! It's a welcome-dinner after all. You have to look your very best, end of discussion!'
Bonnie sighed and sat back down on her bed. Rebekah kept rambling on about dresses and make-up. She couldn't help but notice something seeming rather odd about the girl. About the situation in general. Why did her voice sound so familiar? That British accent, and those blond locks…
Suddenly, it hit her. She snapped her head up towards the blonde quickly.
'You're that girl, aren't you? The girl I saw when I was locked up in a cell?'
The female original smiled apologetic while turning to her, lowering the red dress she was holding up in her hands.
'Yes. Yes I am. I heard your crying from all the way upstairs and didn't know what the bloody hell was going on. I'm sorry Nik did that to you. He always goes a bit –
'Don't.' She interrupted quickly. Rebekah pouted with a hurt look on her face.
Bonnie sighed, she didn't mean to be a bitch. 'Sorry. Let's just please not talk about him. He, well….' She stuttered out, not knowing how to find the right words. Rebekah frowned a bit with a worried look on her face, but seemed to understand.
'Don't fret, darling. I know how my brother can be at times. I just want you to know, if you've ever gotten your stomach twisted over something, don't hold back. You can tell me. I won't judge you.'
The witch gave her a tiny smile. Maybe the original sister wasn't that bad after all. With Rebekah's words in the back of her mind she made a decision. One that probably would clear up a hell of allot for her.
'Rebekah, I don't want you to get in any sorts of trouble by telling me this.' She started, approaching the original sister slowly. 'But- but would you by any chance know anything about why I'm…well, why I'm here?' She finished hesitantly.
Rebekah exhaled deeply, like she had been expecting the question and mourned the answer.
'I'm sorry, Bonnie.' The blonde placed a soft hand on her shoulder. 'I am afraid it's not my place to tell. Or well…Let's just say Nik wouldn't really appreciate it if I did. I reckon it wouldn't do both of us any good.
Curiosity took over Bonnie's mind. Rebekah knew something. Maybe she could ask her whether –
With a sigh she decided not to push her luck. Not when she finally met someone who treated her like a normal human being. With respect.
'Okay, I was just wondering.' With that the girls went back to dresses and make-up.
'Come on, Rebekah. Just let me see already!'
'Alright alright, no need to shout. Tada!'
Rebekah removed her hands from Bonnie's eyes and stared at her with anticipation. The witch looked at her reflection, barely recognizing herself.
She was wearing a little black dress which hugged her curves tightly, topped off with some lace on both sides. On her feat she wore a matching pair of outrageously high heals. Her black curls shone and hung lusciously around her shoulders. The carefully applied make-up was done beautiful with a red lip and some glowy eye shadow. It brought out her emerald eyes perfectly and made them sparkle even brighter.
She had never seen herself this…glamorous before. The original sister coughed a little, urging her to say something.
'I look –'
'Stunning, glorious, beautiful? I know, all my work.' Rebekah smirked at her. Bonnie felt a blush creep over he cheeks. She wasn't used to getting compliments like that, they made her feel rather uncomfortable.
'Were going to be late!' Rebekah quickly announced while eyeing the antic clock hanging on the wall. She held out her hand, a sly smirk playing on her pouty lips.
'Shall we?'
'Do I really have a choice?' Bonnie replied sarcastically.
The blonde rolled her eyes. 'Oh please, it won't be all that bad.' With that she grabbed Bonnie's hand and started to lead her through the mansion.
They entered hall after hall. The witch gaped a little at the size of it. She had never been in a place this huge. She hoped once she got out of here, she never would be again. She could do without the reminder.
After a few minutes which seemed like hours they finally entered a room with a big dining table placed in the middle. On the walls there hung various portraits. What really caught her eye was a magnificent chandelier dangling from the ceiling.
Only then she noticed that the room wasn't empty. Two men were occupying it already, both holding a glass filled with bourbon in their hands. One of them was Klaus.
He stared at her with an unreadable expression on his face, not removing his eyes from her. Bonnie decided to ignore him and detached her own from the Hybrids handsome form. She couldn't bear the sight of him without shivering a little.
Next to him stood a man wearing a what seemed like an expensive suit. Bonnie directly sensed he was a vampire too. Just her luck, another original.
The man immediately stalked towards her, taking her completely off guard by grabbing her hand carefully and kissing it gently. She blushed a little. Seemed like Klaus didn't possess the gentleman gene his brother clearly did.
Niklaus growled. The man ignored him and started to speak. 'As the oldest living member of the Mikaelson family I welcome you to our home, miss Bennett. I hope it has been to your liking so far. My name is Elijah.'
He smiled politely at her while pulling out a chair. Bonnie sat herself down hesitantly, straightening out her dress. She found it creepy that everyone here seemed to know who she was.
'You have a beautiful home.' She stated carefully, trying to divers the question.
'Why thank you.' He replied with a smile while taking a seat at the end of the table. Rebekah sat down across of her while Klaus took a seat at the head.
A brief silence filled the room. Thankfully, it was quickly interrupted by maids scurrying in carrying trays filled with all kinds of delicious foods. Bonnie felt he stomach grumble when a beautiful piece of steak topped off with all kinds of good looking side dishes was placed in front of her on a silver platter. The maids left again.
'Bon appetit.' Rebekah said before taking a bite out of a potato.
Everyone started eating their foods in silence, the only sound coming from sharp cutlery scraping against silver plates. The food was absolutely divine. How many Michelin chefs had they compelled to work in their kitchens? She internally wondered. After a couple of slightly awkward minutes the blonde spoke up again.
'So, Bonnie. I was thinking I could show you the front gardens tomorrow morning, they're rather lovely this time of the year. And maybe we could –'
'Don't make promises you can't keep, sister.' Klaus interrupted her with a warning look on his face. Bonnie reckoned it was the first thing he said all night. She noticed Elijah eyeing him.
'I never do, brother.' Rebekah challenged back. Klaus glared at his sister. Tension started to fill the room and everyone stopped eating abruptly. She knew she shouldn't interfere, but just couldn't help herself.
'That sounds like a great idea, Rebekah.' She said, breaking the tension. Bonnie wanted to bite off her tongue, knowing she had only caused more trouble. The witch readied herself.
Elijah looked at her with an amused expression on his face while Klaus glared at her threatening, making her squirm a little.
'Pleased you think so.' The original sister gave her a smile. Bonnie smiled back, relieved. Maybe the dinner party wasn't so bad after all and she –
Klaus let his fist come down on the table, taking everyone off guard completely. The plates and cutlery clattered loudly.
'Do not test me!' He roared. 'I can assure that the both of you wouldn't like the outcome.' The Hybrid added with a growl, making both the girls roll their eyes a little. Now it was Elijah's turn to look at his brother warningly. Silence filled the room once again.
They all started eating again cautiously. Bonnie could feel the eyes of all three the originals glancing at her occasionally with rather curious looks on their faces, like she was a puzzle they couldn't solve. It was making her extremely uncomfortable and she shifted in her seat. There had to be a way out of this mess. It felt like she was the main act in a freak show.
For fucks sake.
She was pulled out of her thoughts roughly by Klaus calling for a maid with a rather sly look on his face. A young girl with dark braided hair entered quickly and hurried towards the Hybrid.
The witch looked up at the scene playing out before her curiously. She sat up in anticipation for what was about to come.
'Hand me your wrist, girl.' He demanded.
The young maid obeyed immediately. Bonnie started to wonder if all the servants here were living under the originals compulsion. She sighed relieved at the thought of vampires being unable to compel witches.
Her thoughts immediately turned into ones of disgust when she saw Klaus's fangs appear and sink into the maids wrist. The girl let out a mere gasp. Bonnie's mouth opened in shock when the Hybrid kept sucking and sucking till the maid dropped to the floor. Dead.
With a satisfied look on his face Klaus wiped away some stained blood from his chin. Elijah and Rebekah gave him a highly displeased look, and both stopped eating again.
Bonnie kept staring at Klaus with disgust and shock. She had never witnessed a scene that disturbed her more than this one. He was a monster.
He was death.
The Hybrid caught her glare and gazed back at her with a look of fake innocence on his face. His eyes gleaming.
'Anything you would like to get off your chest, love?'
He smirked a little, challenging her to talk back. Challenging her to break one of his ground rules, and to see what happens next.
To hell with him and his rules, Bonnie thought. She couldn't stand for this. She wouldn't. She was about to give him a piece of her mind when Elijah beat her to it.
'Niklaus, that was highly unnecessary. You know how I feel about feeding on the maids, not to forget the inappropriateness of doing so in front of our guest.'
Klaus glared at his brother, an annoyed expression taking over his features .
'You forget, I do as I please brother. I simply don't care for your spiteful morals. And let's not get ahead of ourselves and forget that she is my guest, I mean, if you insist on calling her that. Not yours'
Rebekah quickly interfered. The original sibling started bickering with each other, or more accurately, bickering about her. Ironically, Bonnie couldn't get a word in. She decided to leave them to it and went back to her thoughts and food.
She was almost done eating when an unexplainable feeling abruptly filled her to the core. Her cutlery slipped out of her hands and clattered on the table. The witch felt herself getting dizzy and held on to the table tightly. She closed her eyes in the hope the wooziness would fade away. It didn't. Surprisingly, the originals were still too busy with their bickering to notice.
The unexplainable nauseating feeling slowly changed. A warm tingling started to fill her. It felt like…like… She opened her eyes in realization. Like magic. Like raw power. A kind she had never experienced before.
It felt like fire.
She didn't know where this unexplainable wave of power came from, but she knew she had to use it. This may be her only shot at ever escaping this place. Bonnie for once decided to act immediately, and to deal with the consequences later.
She closed her eyes. With this burning magic she felt like she could do absolutely anything. An idea filled her mind. A freezing spell. One she had seen the most powerful witches of Witchferd Creek do once or twice as demonstration. She remembered the Latin they used to recite and started rehearsing it in her head.
She knew the spell. She felt the power. It was now or never. She started counting down.
3… breathe in.
2… breathe out.
1… breathe in.
GO!
Bonnie screamed the spell at the top of her lungs, taking the three originals completely off guard. They directly froze on their seats. Eyes wide in surprise. Not able to speak or move.
She wasn't sure how long the spell would last, so there was no time to waist. She jumped away from her chair, kicked her ridiculously high heals off, and ran out of the room as fast as humanly possible.
She kept running and running. Her breath hitched, and she felt her heart beat in her throat. She ignored it.
She had to keep running, that was all that mattered.
Bonnie sprinted through long halls and passed some surprised and wide-eyed maids. She could sense she was getting closer to her freedom. Almost there.
Her heart jumped in relief when she finally entered the main hall and saw the huge door she remembered entering the house through. She was so close…so close... Just a little further. She got to the door and reached for the knob, pulling it open as fast as she could. Almost…almost…almo –
She abruptly bumped into a masculine body whom was just entering the house. No! This could not be happening.
It's funny how in a split second your absolute high can turn into your absolute low.
The person in front of her placed a firm hand on her shoulder while smirking down at her. She tried to pass him, but he held on tightly. Bonnie immediately sensed his aura. Vampire.
'What's the rush, love?' He asked tauntingly.
The witch slowly looked up into the handsome face of a young man. She glared at him, knowing she was dead meat. The wave of power had abandoned her as quick as it had overflowed her.
Barely a second later Klaus speeded into the hall, closely followed by Rebekah and Elijah. Bonnie shivered. The freezing spell apparently only lasted for a few minutes.
The blonde and the moral original stopped dead in their tracks when they caught sight of the young man who was blocking her in the doorway.
'Kol…' Rebekah whispered.
Before Bonnie could digest what was happening Klaus speeded towards her, circled his hands around her waist and carried her out of the hall and up the stairs as fast as he possibly could.
In that moment Bonnie realized, she had seriously fucked up.
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