Chapter 2 is Finally here everyone! I'm curious to what other Mikealson family pairings people would prefer to see in this story, anyhow lets continue :)
I was completely surprised by how drastic mine and Rebekah's dynamic changed after only a few hours of drinking excessive amounts of alcohol. We started off on pretty hostile terms but now it seems like we were the best of friends.
"Okay Mel! You've had enough cocktails for one night" she exclaimed.
"Oi! You said you were going to kill me anyway, so I might as well enjoy my last night of living" I countered with a cheeky grin plastered on my face.
"I've already told you, I was just exaggerating. Even if I had been serious, you have defiantly changed my mind now, it feels like I haven't made such an amazing friend like you since the 1700's."
I couldn't help but giggle at her flattering comment, I could tell she was being very honest with her statement by the amount of emotion she was giving to me in her expression. She also had this little twinkle in one of her ocean blue eyes, which surprised me and gave me this strange vulnerable feeling.
I decided that I should inquire so that we could possibly meet again, ironically she was far better than the friends I headed down here with. "That's sweet of you to say, do you have live here in New Orleans, Rebekah?"
She shifted on her stool nervously like I had just entered a sensitive subject "Yes... I've been living here with a few of my siblings for a while now. Things have just started to quiet down for us as a family and while I love staying here to care for my niece. I feel like im still missing something."
She then leaned towards me and looked straight into me eyes "Tell me how you really feel Melody".
I seemed to surprise us both when I reached out to grab her arm leaning onto the bar to hold on it, feeling a rush of anxiety build up on my stomach, I felt like I suddenly needed to confess to this beautiful stranger my deepest insecurities. Hoping she would understand I looked pleadingly into her eyes as I spoke.
"I also get that feeling too sometimes. I just don't get the bigger picture that is planned out for me, I feel like im losing everyone in my life and I will just end up completely alone. Me and family aren't close at all any more due to conflicting interests and my friends... well, you've probably already figured how great they are by leaving me out here by myself and I won't even start on my non existent love life." I chuckled slightly, trying to mask my feeling of sorrow.
Noticing the panicked expression on my face since my confession, she was now rubbing small circles with her thumb into my wrist, trying to soothe me.
"Listen carefully Melody Parker, I can't even comprehend that such a delicate, beautiful person like you can possibly alone. I know your friends probably didn't plan on abandoning you but I think you should know I would never do that to you, ever. So why don't you stop here with me for a while and before you can object, my family is ridiculously wealthy so money won't be a problem."
Feeling incredibly emotional by her offer, tears were flooding down my face now by surrealism of the situation. "Rebekah... we have literally just met, I can't just live away with some stranger just because we have got along really quickly. I'm sorry, this is the first time I have met someone who has been this kind to me and if I stay any long I may do something stupid and abandon my friend, I need to go."
My rejection to her offer had completely stunned her, I hadn't felt this guilty since I had left my parents and the despair I felt towards myself increased massively when I saw that only one slow tear streamed down her pale gorgeous face, I hastily let go of her gentle grasp and tried to flee the bar and hopefully forget about this horrible nightmare.
My action of leaving seemed to cause her to react as she called after me, almost sprinting out of the bar and into the streets I just wanted to get away from everyone.
Time seemed to pass, as I was now wandering the near empty streets of New Orleans in the early morning and all I could think about was the heart broken expression covered on her face. I felt completely numb but knew that realistically her offer was too good to be true. Lost in thought, I almost didn't notice the tall brown haired individual in front of me, leaning against a random lamp post.
"Your Rebekah's friend, correct?" he questioned in a similar British accent.
I simply nodded at his statement and walked past him but he decided to follow me at languid pace.
"Well let's just say I have known Bekah for a very long time and you have defiantly dodged a bullet darling."
I turned to look at him and almost snorted at the cheshire grin stuck on his boyish features, I could tell by his playful tone that he was out to cause trouble.
"You've defiantly had way too much to drink. Good night friend." I replied in a courteous tone.
He wiggled his eye brows at me "I don't think I have darling, you will suit me just fine however".
I almost screamed in shock as his hazel browns eyes morphed into a demonic colour with veins spreading all around them.
"What the hell are you?" I stuttered in shock, trying to back away from him slowly.
He then opened his mouth to show his elongated fangs. "Didn't my sister tell you? Were the Original vampire's darling and to be quite frank im done talking".
I screamed as he blurred over to me like a gust of wind and tore into my throat, internally I was cursing the amount of crappy luck I was having and unable to voice any cry for help, I closed my eyes in acceptance to my inevitable death.
I couldn't believe my surprise when this British stranger suddenly yelped in shock as a wooden stake was impaled through his heart, he dropped to the ground like a brick and his skin slowly turned ashen with veins spread all over his body.
I look up and winced to see a familiar blonde standing before me with concern covering her face.
She tutted down at the dead body "I'm sorry about my idiot brother, I would have come sooner if I realised he was back in town."
Words were unable to leave my mouth as I was trying to comprehend his words and recent events.
"Let me give you some blood, love." she studied my expression, "it will heal your wounds, please drink"
"No! Stay back!" I screeched, I then turned and tried to stumble away from her.
She only sighed as she blurred towards me, grabbing my waist softly to steady me up.
"I would never hurt you Melody and besides I have had a lot of time to learn restraint"
Oh crap, just like the stranger before her, her eyes morphed into that of a demon's, but instead of reaching for my neck, she bit into her wrist and guided it slowly towards me, "please drink" she said pleadingly.
Still unsure, I leaned towards the small wound slowly, only to find that the smell was absolutely intoxicating, as if possessed I greedily reached down and drank from her, to say Rebekah tasted divine would be understatement, it felt as if I was reaching out to her very soul and drinking her very essence.
Everything grow darker and darker as I kept drinking from her, I could dimly hear her voice raising in protest but all I knew was that I needed to keep drinking, the world around me was now fading too darkness.