Ready for another evening in Chicago?
The end is a little more T just so you know.
Klaus's bedroom was dark even when the windows were open. He had the room painted a dark red and he had balk sheets on the large bed in the middle of his room. His items were strewn everywhere. Klaus's room was quite opposite form Rebekah's and it always shocked her whenever she had to go into the room. Usually it was to clean, but today it was to convince her brother to let her go out alone that night. He claimed to not be feeling well, but they both knew that was not the case. It was the day of the full moon and he was upset that he could not be among his wolf brothers for their transition. He usually got angry when the full moon came; his emotions raged scaring his sister away. Today, however, this was not the case. He was moody and did not want to leave his room.
Rebekah walked to Klaus's room, she didn't knock because his door was open and she knew he heard her approach. "Nik, I would like to go to Gloria's tonight-"
"No, Rebekah, we are not going out tonight," he interrupted. He was facing the small window in his room. When he purchased the apartment he told Rebekah that he liked the view. It inspired him to paint. Rebekah on the other hand did not like it. She would rather have a view of the lake.
"I wasn't finished yet," she said. "I know you are not feeling up to it, so I was thinking that you could stay in while I go out."
"No, Rebekah." Klaus turned from the window to face Rebekah.
"Why not? The city is spelled. Mikael can't get in."
"I will not be there to protect you," he said.
"You don't need to protect me," she argued.
"You already went one night without my protection."
"Mikael can't get in, and if anything goes wrong, I will be at Gloria's where the witch will be. She would protect me in order not to anger you."
Rebekah really wanted to go out. There wasn't much for her to do in the apartment. She already cleaned for the day. She read all the books and magazines they had about; she supposed she could make a dress, but why should she do that when someone could easily do that for her? She wanted to go out and have fun. All she had to do was convince her brother to let her go alone.
"Please Nik," she said. She gave him puppy dog eyes which she knew he always gave into.
"Fine, just go, but be home by midnight and don't run into any danger."
"Yes Nik." She wanted to say Calm down, you're not my mother, but she knew that if she did, she would end up with a dagger in her heart for the next decade.
"Now leave me alone, sister."
Rebekah left the room with a smile on her face. She went straight to her room to pick out the dress that she was going to wear. She had a few hours until she could show up fashionably late, but it was never too early for her to start getting ready, and she did have a man she wanted to impress.
Stefan Salvatore. He was arrogant and cocky, but she liked that about him. She was drawn to him and wanted to know more. Rebekah knew that if she was with Stefan he would make her have a great time in Chicago.
Rebekah ended the other night early by having Stefan help her into her car before Nik came out. She didn't want the two to meet. Klaus would be afraid that Stefan couldn't keep their secret. She was afraid that Klaus would kill Stefan before he had the chance to truly meet the young vampire. She saw similar things in Stefan and her brother. She thought that they could get along. They both had a stubborn mind, which was good because they had to put up with her. She hoped that if they met, the two would get along, and Nik would continue to let Rebekah see Stefan.
As Rebekah's car stopped in front of Gloria's building, someone opened the car door and offered a hand to Rebekah. She accepted the offer and got out of the automobile, her eyes lit up when she saw it was Stefan Salvatore helping her out.
"Hello, Mr. Salvatore," she said.
"Sweetheart, you can call me Stefan" he said as they began to walk towards the door.
"Thank you for helping me out of the car."
"My pleasure, you were just lucky that I was arriving myself."
"Oh really" Rebekah's said as he knocked on the door.
The door opened and the couple walked arm-in-arm down the hallway that led to the speakeasy. They could hear the music roaring. Right before they walked in Rebekah's grip tightened on Stefan, she wanted to show the other ladies the he was hers. Even though he wasn't really…
"Do you want to dance? Or should we grab a drink?" Stefan asked.
"Drink," she pulled him towards a booth. Stefan quickly grabbed drinks from a passing waiter for the two of them.
"You are lucky that I happen to like champagne," Rebekah said as she took a sip.
"Who doesn't like champagne?" Stefan asked as she took a sip of the scotch he grabbed for himself.
"My brother, he produces alcohol and he sees making champagne as a waste because he has nothing to celebrate. But I convinced him to produce it because ladies would drink it which means speakeasies would buy it and he would gain money."
"Your brother?" Stefan asked.
"Yes."
"Does he supply the alcohol for Gloria's" Stefan swirled the alcohol in his glass.
"I don't know, I don't really care," she said.
She couldn't help but overhear the other ladies in the place; they were shocked that the famous player that was Stefan Salvatore had a girl on his arm. After the shock the comments began to become hurtful towards Rebekah.
"Ignore them, or you know what might be better? Let's eat them," Stefan said as he let his vampire features show.
Rebekah let out a giggle. "Come on, let's dance," she pulled him out to the dance floor.
The band was just starting a new song. Stefan pulled her close.
"No I don't want to slow dance," Rebekah said.
"Alright sweetheart, but the music is still slow."
"Well then maybe Gloria will catch on and change the song," Rebekah started dancing faster. She became more daring and she liked it. Rebekah was glad that her brother wasn't there to watch. He would make her leave and call her a strumpet.
Rebekah ran her hands over Stefan's chest, "be careful, Rebekah," he said.
She leaned in, "Why Stefan? We are both vampires free to live our lives, and we are in Chicago, I think it is a magical city."
Stefan grabbed Rebekah and pulled her with him. He crashed her into a wall. She was shocked at first, but then she melted into him. His lips were warm on hers. They fit together perfectly. Stefan had his hands on the wall on both sides of her. Her arms were locked tightly around Stefan neck and not letting him go.
Stefan kissed her jaw and moved down to her neck. She gasped and pulled him closer. He playfully bit her neck with his human teeth. She let out a moan and flipped their position so now Stefan was against the wall. Rebekah slid her hands against his chest as she brought their lips back together. Stefan's hands ran up and down Rebekah's back before going through her hair.
Stefan flashed them into an empty car waiting outside while the owner was inside. Stefan knew it wasn't the best place, but Rebekah was intoxicating and he had to have her.