"I know that pain is the most important thing in the universes. Greater than survival, greater than love, greater even than the beauty it brings about. For without pain, there can be no pleasure. Without sadness, there can be no happiness. Without misery there can be no beauty. And without these, life is endless, hopeless, doomed and damned.
Adult. You have become adult."
~Paingod and Other Delusions~
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Marcella sits crossed legged on her bed, listening to her sister ramble while going through her closet. Caroline has already decide that nearly none of her sisters clothes would be acceptable for the winter party. The growing 'no' pile proving to be the case at least. "Matt and I have gotten closer. Vicki is no longer doing drugs and is apparently throwing herself seriously into school and work." The younger girl can't fight the smile that takes over her face.
Evidence that some of the things she'd done had ended okay. She really needed to go see Matt, it's been a few weeks since she's laid her eyes on her human friend. Also she's have to check in with Damon to see if he had anything to do with Vicki's state of no longer being a druggy or if it was her own accord. Either way Marcella was happy about the news.
"That's great Lina, do you think that you and Matt could be a couple?" She hoped so, Caroline and Matt were cute together. Both of them deserved something good. Caroline turned dramatically on her heel sighing dreamily.
"I don't know, maybe. What to you think of this dress?" She holds up a high collar deep green dress, that has long sleeves and a pleated attached skirt. Dark lace trim around the hem and end of the sleeves. Marcella tilts her head looking at the dress carefully.
"I don't recognize that." She admits to her sister. Caroline eyes the dress then and rolls her eyes.
"Marcella you have more clothes than seemingly possible, I haven't seen you wear half of them. Do you like this dress or not? It will bring out the green in your eyes, a smoky makeup look, would be nice." Caroline informs her, but Marcella just frowns. She catches the reflection of honey and coffee in her computer screen. Marcella shakes her head.
Caroline frowns. "Fine but if you don't want to wear it, I just might." Marcella giggles at the put out sound to her sisters voice and nods her head.
"You can have it Lina. I'm never going to wear it. I could just order something for the party…" She trails off. Caroline rolls her eyes at the very typical response from her sister.
"You're going with Damon right? It's not like he's going to care what you wear." Marcella makes a guilty face, biting her lip. She wasn't going with Damon and Niklaus would most defiantly care what she wore. Caroline narrows her eyes.
"You're not going with Damon? Since when." Her sister demands throwing herself down onto the bed next to Marcella.
Marcella takes the opportunity to lean against Caroline's side. Demanding attention. Caroline obligees without needing to be verbally asked. "Damon is going stag, apparently I'm cramping his ability to get laid. But it's okay I invited one of my New York friends who is going to be in the area for the holidays." Caroline gives her sister an incredulous look, brow raised.
"Is he attractive? Why is this the first time I'm hearing about him? Don't tell me you are mysteriously dating some strange New Yorker." She can't help but to laugh at Caroline's tone. No she was not dating Niklaus, that was gross since she was practically married to his younger brother.
Or something like that.
"I guess. I don't know it never came up. No I am not dating him, he's not really my type. I don't date blonds that would be you dear sister." Marcella preceded her statement by childishly singing the 'K-I-S-S-I-N-G' song. Caroline affectioniously shoved her away.
"I told you Matt and I aren't dating." Marcella smirks.
"Yet. You are and Matt aren't dating yet." Caroline smacks Marcella playfully standing up from the bed to resume her search for the perfect dress. It's going to be a while.
…
Marcella smiles pleased by her appearances, taking a look at herself in the full length mirror at Damon's house. She'd decided it would be easier to get ready for the party in the full guest bathroom at the boarding house versus the small one she shared with her sister. Caroline stood next to her, wearing the green dress, hair and makeup done, looking drop dead gorgeous.
She's glad her sister is leaving before Niklaus arrives to pick her up. The hint of jealousy that stirs in her makes it clear that she isn't ready to share her sister with the vampire yet. Besides Marcella was all for Caroline dating Matt right now.
"I still can't believe you managed to find this dress." Marcella states in all fingering the soft tulle of the champagne and blue skirt. Caroline grins.
"I can't believe this dress was at the back of your closet still with a tag, and that you paid a hundred dollars for it and haven't worn it yet." Caroline tells her with a teasing smile. Maybe Marcella had to many clothes, maybe she had a problem. Was it going to change? Probably not. Was she really willing to part with any of her carefully selected clothes? Absolutely not.
"I can't believe the two of you have been cooped up here for two hours and still aren't done." Damon announces his presence, Marcella turns jutting out her hip and propping a hand on her side. She looked him over judging his appearance, well at least there wasn't leather. He almost looked like acceptable and well respected southern man. Until he he opened his mouth of course.
"I can't believe you haven't left yet since your supposed to be helping with the set up." She points an accusing finger at him. Smiling teasingly. He smirks.
"Carol called and said she didn't need my help anymore. Something about a surprise visit from Richard's kid brother." Marcella's lips curl unhappily, she's glad her back is to her sister. Mason Lockwood. Why was he back so early?
It was always something.
"Mason's back in town? Tyler must be over the moon." Caroline states from behind them, Marcella snorts at her chosen words. The irony. She turned back to look at her sister the smile slipping back on her lips. Damon will more than likely ask her about her reaction to that bit of news later.
"Well I'm heading out, going to get a drink from the grill before this thing." Damon tells them before pushing himself off the door frame and walking over to Marcella. He kisses her temple before leaving. She rolls her eyes.
She loved that idiot.
Caroline snickered. "I don't know why you haven't jumped his bones. When he so obviously cares about you." Marcella just shakes her head. She wasn't going to explain why again. Besides they both knew she had no such feelings for him. The most he would ever be is family, hers.
"Aren't you supposed to meet Matt at the house soon?" She asks, diverting Caroline's attention from trying to set her sister up with Damon. Caroline rolls her eyes again obvious to what Marcella was trying to do but she nods.
"I'll be heading back in a few minutes. Are you sure you don't want your date to pick you up at home?" She shakes her head. No she did not want him too, she wasn't ready to formally introduce Niklaus and Caroline just yet.
"Nah, I don't mind waiting here. Besides it's closer for him. You'll get a chance to interrogate him later. Now go, don't make Matt wait for you. I see you in a little bit." After one more hug and look appraisal Caroline leaves.
Marcella uses her time alone wisely. She makes a trip down the the cellar, it was probably a good idea for her to be full of blood before going out in a big crowd. While she may have had perfect control over her cravings, she wasn't going to push it. Never would she give anyone the satisfaction of watching her lose control.
She'd never allow herself to succumb to such primal instincts.
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Klaus pulled up to the boarding house, Marcella was sitting on the patio waiting for him. He had to admit that she did in fact clean up nicely. The dress she wore was in fact long sleeved, blue and champagne mesh with a high frill collar, the hem line was just above knee level on her. She wore a pair of blue pumps to compliment the swatches in the dress. Her hair was pulled up in a crown braid with a few whisp hanging down. Make-up natural and fit her personality.
All in all she was a well put together picture of perfection. She smiled when she saw him getting up from the front porch swing and walking down to meet him. Klaus grinned in response holding out his arm to her. "Well don't you look cute sweetheart." He pressed a kiss to her temple.
Marcella giggled. "I try. So Damon informed me earlier today that Mason Lockwood has come to town. Rumor has it that the Lockwoods have a history of moonshine." She tells him as he opens the door for her and like the gentleman he is helps her into the large SUV. Klaus raises his brow.
He liked how clever she tried to be. It was enduring. "Moonshine, an interesting concept. What do you know of this Mason Lockwood?" Klaus asks once he's situated in the driver's seat. She taps her fingers against the door gently to the rhythm of Tchaikovsky.
"He's the mayor's younger brother. The partying type, he comes and goes. A bit of a wayward wolf. I know that he has a relationship with Katerina and that he triggered the curse last summer when a buddy of his died while he was driving." Nature didn't care if it was an accident, all that mattered was that you killed someone. Klaus hums non committedly, taking in the information.
Werewolves were a hard lot to find these days.
"Katherine Pierce also gave the moonstone to Henry Lockwood back in 1864. More than likely it's still in the family. I wouldn't suggest using Mason as your werewolf sacrifice though, he has a pack and they could be useful to you later." Marcella keeps at her train of thought, well then it appeared as if all the pieces were coming together nicely.
"I hope you aren't suggesting befriending the man." He states as he half follows the directions she gives. They'd get to the party when they got there. Marcella frowns.
"I have no desire to befriend him. Honestly Niklaus if I didn't think his presence would be beneficial for you I'd just suggest having him killed." Marcella knew Mason Lockwood very well, she had no real love for him. Sure Tyler was sort of her friend but his uncle was just like his father and neither man were shining examples of a gentleman.
Klaus pulls into the driveway of the Lockwood Mansion, just coincidentally where this whole thing was being held. The heat to her words, the way her eyes iced over as she spoke them. Suddenly Klaus was very aware that there was still a lot he didn't know about the girl next to him. Something dark, something buried deep. A suffering and a burden she shouldn't have had to bare.
"What did he do to you?"Is practically growled and marcella looks up sharply. Her fingers clench in a ball and she shakes her head as her knuckles turn white.
"It's not what he did to me Niklaus. It's what he didn't do."
Marcella had meant it all those months ago when she'd told Damon that he couldn't hurt her any worse than she had already been. Klaus doesn't relent or let it go, he turns to her looking deep into her dark eyes. He's not going to forget this. She presses her lips into a thin line.
"His buddy Jimmy, the one he accidently killed took advantage of me. Mason knew about it and never did anything to stop him. I hate him because he let a little girl twice his age suffer helplessly when he could have helped her. He's not a great guy, but the Lockwoods are an old family with strong ties and I'm well past the point of petty revenge." Besides when Mason is sired to Niklaus then she knows he'll suffer for all the pain he caused her. Klaus' phone snapped from the pressure of his hold. Marcella turned looking away.
"I promise you Marcella that I will never allow you to suffer again." Marcella smiled faintly out the window. Niklaus reached out to her his hand gently pulling her face from the window, she looked into his eyes. The sincerity unmistakable.
"You are a Mikaelson, never forget it love."
XOXOX
Okay so I hadn't expected to get this chapter done so soon but since I did here you go! I hope that you like it. I hope that this bit of her backstory in this universe isn't off putting for you guys. I know it's a sensitive and also a rather cliche thing to do to a character. However I always had it in my mind that this would have happened to her. If it's too much I sincerely apologize.
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