A GIRL IN A GILDED CAGE
"SOMETIMES, THE ONLY THING TO DO WAS BURN THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD DOWN AND START AGAIN."
Pain. It was something she was used to. Even with an extremely careful life, she still had her fair share of pain. First she lost her fiancé, then her brother, then her mom. She had to deal with a vengeful father, a psychopathic family and her own demons.
But most of her life she hadn't had the chance to get hurt. She was grateful for that, because if she had lived those years, she had a lot more to add to the list of pain. But on the other end she hated it.
A part of her life was ripped away from her.
A part in where she could have been someone. A part where she could have learned things. She also hated that she hadn't felt the pain she was supposed to feel. Because those are the things that shape you into a person were you can be proud of. She wasn't proud of herself.
So something went wrong there. Obviously.
About half an hour later Bonnie had found the spell. Skye had helped her a bit, but Bonnie did most of it by herself. It was a pretty difficult spell and Skye saw that Bonnie was doubting herself. She tried to encourage her but it didn't seem to work that well.
Her current words of encouragement were interrupted by the voice of her brother.
'Tick tock. I should hear chanting by now.'
Both she and Bonnie glared at him. 'I'm still studying the unlinking spell. It's not that easy, especially under duress.' The witch snapped and Skye winced.
It was only a reminder that Bonnie wasn't doing this willingly. Her brother was threatening the people she loved.
'You've been warned. If you're looking for a way to send for help, I will kill anyone who comes to your rescue.' Skye stood up from the couch she was sitting on and walked over to Bonnie.
'It's the spell, Nik. I've been with her the entire time and I'm hundred percent certain this is the spell.'
Bonnie nodded.
'This is the spell. I just don't know if I'm strong enough.' Bonnie stood up and moved away from both of them. Her look similar to that of a person in distress.
'Than you should have a little more faith in yourself, Bonnie.' Klaus moved towards Bonnie, clearly disrespecting her need of space.
'Your energy helped my mother link us. Honestly, I think someone isn't trying very hard. Very well.'
When Klaus pulled out his phone and started calling someone, Skye moved towards him in curiosity. She was shocked to hear the voice of her fled brother Kol.
Her relationship with Kol had always been a playful one. He was probably the brother who wanted her to have fun more than he wanted her to be safe. He still wanted her to be safe of course, but he thought that fun just included a little bit of danger and as long as she was with him when they were doing dangerous stuff it was okay.
Skye had always gone to Kol when she wanted to sneak out and do something fun. It kind of made them bond. She missed him.
'Kol. How's the weather up there in Mile High City? And how's our friend? May I see him?'
Skye tilted her head to the side, curious of who they were talking. She casted a glance at Bonnie to see that the former looked rather frazzled and confused.
Niklaus walked towards them and held up his phone for Bonnie to see. On the phone was a live video of a boy about her age with brown locks, playing with a golden retriever.
Apparently Bonnie knew this boy because when she looked at her for a reaction she saw her looking shocked.
Horror washed over Skye her face at the realization that this was someone Bonnie cared about.
'There's Jeremy, playing fetch with his new puppy. Oh, isn't that just the most adorable thing you've ever seen?' He pulled the phone away.
Now it came to her in full force. This was another threat of him. From Bonnie's reaction Skye could see that the boy, Jeremy, meant a lot to her, she probably loved him. And her brother was threatening to hurt him, to hurt someone Bonnie deeply loved. It made Skye sick to her stomach.
'Thank you, Kol, we'll be in touch.' He hung up.
'So, Bonnie, how about that spell?' He grinned menacingly and Skye had to try her hardest not to launch at him.
She hated that Klaus just threw around threats. It wasn't the brother she loved. It wasn't her brother. Her brother never would have tossed away the love of others like it was nothing.
Bonnie moved towards the grimoire again to try and get the spell right.
Klaus leaned against the door post and Skye walked to stand beside him.
'Why didn't you tell me about, Kol?' She hissed.
Her brother merely raised an eyebrow, 'I didn't think that was important?'
Skye scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest, 'Of course it is important. You're basically holding that boy hostage.'
Klaus turned to her with a dangerous glint in his eyes, 'So this isn't about Kol. Since when did you get so buddy buddy with the town folks here?' He questioned.
'Since you decided to threaten them and kill them the entire time,' She snapped back.
'Don't give them your sympathy. There trying to kill us.'
Skye pursed her lips in anger. Didn't he get it? The only reason they wanted them death was because they gave them a reason to.
Before she could response back, a painful grunt slash scream ripped through the air and Skye her head snapped up. She had been so focused on Bonnie that she hadn't heard what was going on around her.
Bonnie turned around to look at Klaus, 'What was that?'
Skye looked at her brother too.
'I wouldn't let it bother you, love.'
Bonnie was practically seething with anger and Skye could relate.
'Well, it does bother me. You bother me. Well, you use people to get what you want, it's not right.'
Skye had to agree with that. Using people was never right.
'You're being emotional, Bonnie. I understand that things have been rough for you. You know, with your mother leaving. Again. It's very sad. I can help you find her, if you want. I have people who can find people who can bring her back to you. Or, if you choose I can just bring parts of her back.'
Klaus had moved towards her again in while he was speaking.
Skye hadn't known about her mother leaving so her face turned sad. She understood Bonnie's emotional turmoil now.
Bonnie pushed Klaus away from her.
'Isn't it obvious that I'm just gonna continue to hurt the people you love until you do the spell? Now, I know it's in the grimoire and I know it requires the blood of my siblings, so here we are.'
Klaus walked to a table in the corner and got a dark brown case from it and then showed the contents. In the box were four bottles of blood. Every single one of them filled with the blood of her siblings.
'Elijah. Rebekah. Kol. Finn.' He pointed to every assigned bottle.
It was weird not hearing her name in the list of siblings, but she hadn't been an literal part of the spell.
Klaus bit his hand and held his bloody hand clenched in a fist and looked at Bonnie.
'Where do you want this?' He smirked.
Bonnie looked away but grabbed a glass, holding it under Klaus' hand so his blood could drip into it. She placed the goblet onto the table and then looked at Skye.
She blinked and then frowned, 'Me? I'm not even linked.'
Bonnie shrugged, 'The spell says it needs to contain all the blood of the same generation. It doesn't matter that you aren't linked. The spell was bound partly with Elena's blood, but also that of your brother Finn's,' She explained.
Klaus looked at Skye and made a motion for her to get on with it. She glared at him but obeyed.
Her fangs dropped out and she then pierced them through the smooth skin of her wrist. The wound welled up and she removed her fangs, quickly pulling them back in.
Bonnie held out the glass that also contained the blood of Klaus and Skye let her blood mix with that of his. The wound healed shortly after.
Then Bonnie turned back to the table and poured the other bottles of red liquid into the goblet while she started to chant in Latin. When every ounce of blood was mixed with each other she poured it onto the table, her voice increasing volume. The blood started to disperse into six different circles as Bonnie continued to chant.
Skye watched in fascination. The flames flared up. The large pool of blood had become six separate pools of blood that were moving away from each other. Eventually Bonnie stopped chanting.
An unsettling feeling washed over Skye and she frowned. Tears suddenly began to fill her eyes and she blinked them away. Where did that come from?
Since the spell was done, they escorted Bonnie away, seeing that she wanted to leave as soon as possible. They entered the foyer and the first thing that Skye noticed was the smell of blood. But it wasn't the smell of human blood which she was grateful for.
Her attention got drawn to her sister when she walked out of the ballroom with a bloody rag in her hands. 'Aw, leaving so soon?' Rebekah cooed.
'Sister. Be nice.' Klaus warned.
'Thank you, Bonnie. See you in Physics class.' The thanks sounded mocking even to her ears. Rebekah walked away. The empty space gave her a good vision of what was happening in the hallway.
'Oh my god,' Skye gasped just when Bonnie muttered words in comparison.
Damon Salvatore was hanging in snares with his black blouse ripped open. His body was hanging limp in the snares and blood was dripping down his lifeless form.
'Yeah, you'll have to excuse the mess. Apparently Damon hurt her feelings. Go on, help him. Save the man who turned your mother into a vampire.' Klaus smirked.
Bonnie looked at Damon, but then turned her eyes away. Just when she was about to step back, Skye broke her gaze from the hanging man and grabbed Bonnie's wrist.
'Before you leave, I want you to think about the fact that it could have been anybody to turn your mother into a vampire. It could have been Stefan or Caroline. Don't let yourself be blinded with rage. Don't become someone you aren't, Bonnie.' She dropped Bonnie's wrist.
Bonnie searched her face and then casted one last look at Damon.
'I will tell the others he is here.' Then she walked away, followed by Klaus escorting her out.
Skye looked after her, but then walked into the ballroom towards Damon.
Rebekah was bleeding him out of vervain. A grimace laced her face and she reached towards the snares, but stopped half way. Rebekah would kill her if she let him out. She closed her eyes for a second. She didn't know what to do.
Her morals were being bend over and over again. And to top it all off she had this sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach like something was missing. She opened her eyes again and moved her wrist to her mouth for the second time that day.
Her fangs pierced through her flesh and then she pulled away. She moved her wrist to Damon's mouth and pushed it against his lips.
At first he didn't respond, but then he started sucking the blood as best as he could without his hands being there to help him. After a few minutes he pulled away and stared at Skye.
'Why did you do that?' He croaked out. She smiled softly at him, but it didn't reach her eyes.
'I'm not all bad, Damon.' She said and then stroked his cheek with her hand.
'I'm sorry for what my sister is doing to you, but I can't let you out. There is a lot of family drama going on and I don't want to make it any worse.' She stepped away from him and smiled at him once more. She left the ballroom.
Her room was an escape for many things. No matter if it was a temporary room or a permanent room. It was hers so she could let everything out in that place. And she was so damn sad at the moment that she needed her room as an escape. The feeling of dread didn't seemed to go away and her insides were being eaten by guilt.
She should have freed Damon. Damn the consequences. Because this person she was now wasn't her. She used to be kind and compassionate and gentle.
She always saw the good in people, felt sympathy towards them and got a high out of helping someone.
But now she walked away from a man being hung by bear traps, she didn't told Bonnie she hadn't have to do the unlinking spell, she hadn't stopped Klaus from threatening the people she loved. All those things were things she usually would have done. Though everything just seemed to be crap right now.
She didn't feel normal.
Which normal person had nightmares every night.
Which normal person resented her family.
It was an endless circle of not normal. She had thought that all of it ended because the days after she got out of the box were peacefully quiet. Of course it had to be too good to be through. Her whole life was a mess.
Her sister always was the one who loved to easily. Skye was the one who trusted to easily. Both where dangerous. Both where admirable.
She always felt like she wasn't worth anything that was given to her. She wasn't worth their protectiveness. She realized that now. There was a lot of herself that she needed to change to become someone worth loving.
But at the moment she was too tired for that.
'Klaus, I'm here! Let's do this.' Those words made her spring into action.
She met her siblings in the hallway and together they walked inside of the ballroom.
Damon was still hanging on the traps, but this time Stefan was in the room to.
'Oh good, a hero. What do you want?' Klaus asked amused. Stefan walked towards Klaus and dropped a bag at his feet.
'I'm here to make a deal.' He told them.
'Stefan, what are you doing?' Damon asked behind them in a panic.
Skye bend down to open the bag and gasped when she saw the content.
'Eight stakes made of white oak. The part of Wickery Bridge that you forgot to burn.' Klaus glared at his sisters, but they were to shocked to be offended.
'That's impossible.' Rebekah said disbelievingly.
'Actually it's not. Finn is dead.' Skye's eyes widen and everything around her got muffled.
Her brother was dead. Her big brother was dead. The one who always talked to her with reason wasn't there anymore. Just when he was starting to become helpful and maybe trying to fix their broken relationship, he died. That knowledge made her insides crumble and she didn't hear anything else that was being said anymore.
She took a stumbling step back, tears filling her eyes and rolling down her cheeks in an instant. Fuck everything else that was happening right now. Her brother was death. That dreadful feeling had been a warning. She hadn't felt that for nothing.
Stumbling she rushes out of the room into the parlor and there she dropped to the floor. Sobs racked her body that was trembling on the carpet. She wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her head between her legs. She couldn't believe Finn was dead. An empty hole settled in her stomach and she bit her lip till she could taste pennies.
After a little while she stood up with trembling legs and dropped down on the couch.
Her face had been curved into an emotional mask. She often tended to shut down when everything became too much.
A little while after that Rebekah and Klaus walked into the room. Rebekah immediately walked over to Skye and pulled her up. Skye let her and before she knew it she was enveloped in a hug. Skye just stood there, feeling numb.
Rebekah stepped back and then turned to Klaus, 'I can't believe Finn is dead.'
'Good riddance. He was an embarrassment, Rebekah.'
Skye hissed.
'He was still your brother. Mind your tongue.' Rebekah scolded him with hurt in her tone.
She glanced quickly at Skye before looking at Nik again.
'Fine. Let's all say a prayer for Finn, who slept in a box longer than he lived as a man. He was a lovesick fool. He's better off in death.'
Skye tensed and she could feel her fangs come out and noticed the veins under her eyes pulse. Rebekah stepped towards their brother.
'Is that how you would speak of me if I died?' Rebekah questioned.
'Well, you let the Salvatore's loose with two stakes that can kill us, so I guess we'll find out soon enough. And since when did you have a soft spot for them?' Klaus asked her with hostility.
'The Salvatore's may fight like dogs, but in the end they would die for each other. At least they know what family means. You destroyed ours.'
That was a slap to Skye's face even though it was directed at Klaus. Because Rebekah was right. Klaus did destroy their family. He killed their mother, he was hell bend on breaking his curse and he daggered every single one of them when they went up against him. This dysfunctional family was dysfunctional because of him.
'I wanted a family. They just didn't want me, and now we're unlinked we're no longer responsible for each other.'
Skye closed her eyes but then opened them again with new determination. She stepped towards her fighting siblings, 'You're right.'
The heads of her siblings snapped towards her.
'And that means you no longer need me here. I'm going to go my own way. Live a life in which people don't hate me just because I'm related to you.' She spat. Then she turned to Rebekah.
'I'm sorry, but I can't be with anyone of you. Every time I need to bend my morals to stand by this family.' She shook her head. 'No longer.'
She brushed a piece of hair behind her ear and walked to the exit of the foyer.
'So you're just leaving?' Her sisters voice stopped her.
Still with her back turned to them she responded. 'Yes.' Then she left.
