Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries; only my original character Violetta.
AN: Second chapter in two nights. Aren't you lucky? ~ Zyii
9
The following day during a lunchtime charity event that Carol Lockwood was hosting at her house – Violetta walked in on a fight. She came upon the fight, while walking around the gardens. She had discovered what she thought was a secluded area, but was instead confronted with an escalating vampire fight.
The usual culprits were there; Stefan, Elena, Damon, Caroline, Klaus, Beka, Kol and Elijah. However, it wasn't opposing sides that were fighting, rather it was Klaus and Kol who were battling it out.
'What's going on?' asked Violetta, announcing her presence.
The fight momentarily stopped and Klaus spoke to her, 'Is it true what he's saying?', he asked while jabbing a finger in Kol's direction.
'Depends what he's saying,' replied Violetta suspiciously.
'That you would willing accept his proposal to become his wife,' shouted Klaus.
[To anyone who has ever experienced white hot rage, times it by fifty and you'd be looking into the face of someone you'd want to run away from.]
'He. Said. What?!', growled Violetta, anger coursing through her body.
'That you'd finally agreed to become his wife,' said Klaus, calmer now he saw Violetta's anger.
Violetta hadn't been this angry in a long time and it was a surprise to the others when a bright white light erupted from her hand. Kol, seeing the light stepped back in fear.
'I see you remember what this light can do to you. You are but a breath away from death if I chose to throw the hand,' she said calmly.
Kol gulped.
'However, it is not time yet. You will soon be judged, so you better pray for a miracle or the lights will be blown out,' she said and the white light vanished, as the words died on her tongue.
'What happened to your wrist?', asked Klaus as the first to recover.
'Oh this?' ,she queried as she pulled up her sleeve to reveal the darkened bruises and fingernail shaped cuts.
Klaus nodded.
'Kol decided to stop by the shop last night. He was most insistent with his advances. You'd think him a fool, after all these centuries he still doesn't understand the meaning of the word no. Clearly, he thought violence would change my opinion of him,' she said, seemingly unconcerned by the ordeal.
Klaus's response was to punch Kol in the face.
'Always causing my family trouble aren't you,' drawled Elijah.
'I merely bring the excitement. The trouble usually comes from your secrets and lies, Elijah,' she replied quickly.
Elijah snarled, but made no further rebuttal.
'Is your wrist ok?' ,asked a timid Elena.
Violetta glanced her eyes over to Elena, then Stefan and finally Damon. She may have been mistaken, but she thought she saw a flicker of concern in his eyes before he masked it.
'The bones healed as soon as he let go. The rest looks bad in appearance only,' she said.
Violetta's demeanour changed as she surveyed the group before her. She suddenly appeared uninterested in where she was, 'Well love to stay and chat but I have better things to do. Try not to fight while I'm gone,' she said cheerily.
[BREAK]
Violetta sighed, she'd had a lovely couple of stress free Mystic Falls days. Meaning she hadn't had any unpleasant dealings with its occupants. However, from behind her desk in the shop she'd had plenty to do and not just from customers. She'd asked her two guards to bring her information from the vaults. The storm was brewing and though it might seem like the end of something it was really just the beginning.
So when her phone started to ring it was like a blessing out of the sky.
'Hello,' said Violetta.
Hi, it's Caroline'.
Violetta was mildly confused as to why Caroline was phoning her, but let it drop, 'Oh hi,' she responded.
'Look, I know this sounds really pathetic but my Mum's on duty tonight, Elena's out with Stefan and Bonnie is acting really weird. I really don't want to be alone so I was wondering if you wanted to hangout,' she said.
Violetta smiled into the phone, 'Why don't you come round, we'll make a night of it. You can even stay over, I have spare rooms,' she said.
Caroline squealed down the end of the phone, 'Are you serious? I mean you don't mind? I'm not interrupting anything, am I?' ,she asked sounding worried.
Violetta laughed, 'No, Caroline you aren't. Just shut up and come over!'
'Ok!' ,replied Caroline and she hung up.
Violetta didn't have to wait long before Caroline arrived knocking at her door.
'Thank you so much for inviting me,' gushed Caroline.
'It was no problem,' replied Violetta.
She led Caroline up to the den. It was one of Violetta's favourite rooms in the house. A flat screen TV dominated one wall of the room with large DVD cabinets flanking the sides. The floor was first covered with a thick soft carpet and then covered with a multitude of pillows, blankets, bean bags and mattresses. It was an interesting sight to behold. Violetta had also set up a little food and drink table, that mostly held junk food and fizzy drinks – she didn't know what Caroline liked or if she was even hungry. She also had some blood just in case.
'This is amazing!' ,cried Caroline in awe.
'Thanks,' replied Violetta proudly.
Caroline settled in quickly then turned towards Violetta.
'You know, I'm glad you came to Mystic Falls,' she said.
Violetta raised an eyebrow, 'Why?' ,she asked.
'Since you came the danger doesn't seem that bad. I know you keep a lot of secrets, but you're always truthful when you can be. I trust you'.
Violetta cracked a small smile, 'Well, you are one of the only ones to believe that. So far during my stay here the Salvatore brothers tried to run me out of town, Elijah tried to poison me, Kol broke my wrist and Bonnie tried to kill me…twice'.
'Bonnie tried to kill you a second time?' ,asked Caroline outraged.
Violetta nodded, 'Your friend is walking a fine line between what is right and what she is being told to do'.
'That doesn't really make sense,' replied Caroline.
'Sorry, I'm talking in riddles again,' responded Violetta.
'So why is Katherine so scared of you?' ,asked Caroline.
Violetta giggled as she 'explained' why and the rest of the evening passed in much of the same manner. Lots of giggling and gossip and each girl thinking merrily of the friendship they were making.
This friendship was cemented the following morning when Caroline left, 'See you later Vi,' she called out.
'Vi?' ,questioned Violetta.
'My new nickname for you, I think it suits you'.
'Hmm…ok,' replied Violetta smiling.
THE GRILL – A DAY LATER
Violetta sat in one of the booths in the grill quietly tucking into some lunch when Alaric slipped into the seat opposite her.
'We need to go to the Salvatore Boarding House now!' ,he said seriously.
'Hello, to you too,' she replied sarcastically.
Alaric grunted and got up, 'Are you coming?' ,he asked impatiently.
'I don't remember becoming your slave,' she said bitterly, while texting on her phone, 'Why am I needed anyway?',she asked.
'Katherine,' replied Alaric grimly.
'Must have taken a lot to ask for my help when you don't trust me,' she said.
'When you have a ring that brings you back to life and you've been possessed by a bad vampires, you tend to have a lot of reasons not to trust,' he said seriously.
They drove in silence, arrived in silence and entered the house to find chaos. The chaos stopped when she entered with Alaric.
Violetta was unhappy when she spoke, 'You interrupted my lunch! I am very hungry. I don't care what happened or who started it, I'm ending it and I don't want to be called in to solve something so pathetic again, do you understand?' ,she said angrily.
They all nodded.
Violetta clicked her fingers and one of her cloaked guards appeared. It was the first time any of them had seen the guard and they all looked confused and a little fearful. Violetta sighed, 'You know where to place her,' she said to the guard.
The hooded guard nodded and with a crack disappeared from the room, taking Katherine along for the ride.
Just then the doorbell rang and Violetta answered it, paid the man and then returned to the room with a pizza box in her hand.
The shocked faces turned into confusion and Violetta rolled her eyes…again.
'You interrupted my lunch,' was the response she gave.
'But?'
'How?'
'Where?'
'Don't ask me questions I cannot yet give answers to,' said Violetta.
The room fell silent.
THE KITCHEN
It was quite some time later that Violetta found herself in the kitchen, cleaning up after her pizza. As she finished the last of the washing she felt two hands encircle her waist and turn her around.
Damon, his bright eyes bore into hers a moment before his lips crashed down upon her own. For a blissful few seconds all else was forgotten, until they broke apart.
'How can I despise you so, yet crave you at the same time,' whispered Damon, his hand stroking her cheek.
'Do you really despise me, Damon? Or are you merely in denial about your feelings because you are afraid,' she asked quietly.
Damon stared at her, his bright eyes showing deep anguish as he burnt his way through her soul. Then as her words made their impact he left without a word. Violetta watched him go, sadness weighing heavily on her heart.
