Chapter eleven

Friends with benefits

"The sex was good, right?"

"Of course it was good!" Kassandra replied to Ruby, reaching across her towards the mascara, as the two prepared to go out. It was Girl's Night. On Girl's Night, the two dressed up as slutty as one could while still maintaining their dignity and went to a club, where they drank and drank and then eventually ditched each other and went home with strangers in leather pants and got laid. It was tradition.

"He's a thousand years old, Ruby. What a poor, pathetic life he would live if he wasn't good in bed," Kassandra continued. "Besides, I wouldn't have slept with him twice if it sucked."

Ruby shrugged. "True. But I thought it was worth asking. You might've just been really, really horny," she said with a smirk.

"Well, I was, but that doesn't make Elijah any less great," she said.

Ruby raised her eyebrows. "So he was great? Not just good? He was great?" She started to smirk at her friend.

Kassandra just rolled her eyes as she tugged her tank top up. "I still say that you should've gone with the corset," Ruby said while applying eyeliner.

"Please, I wore enough corsets in the past to last me forever," Kassandra said, her nose wrinkling just at the thought. Breathing really was a gift, a beautiful, beautiful gift. That was why she refused to wear spandex this decade- she never wanted to go through that torture ever again.

"Whatever, it made your boobs look good, that's all," Ruby replied, before arching an eyebrow. "But, do you even care if your boobs look good anymore?"

"What does that mean?" Kassandra asked, confused.

"It means, are you going to try to hook up tonight?" Ruby asked.

"Why wouldn't I?" Kassandra asked, still confused.

"Well, you slept with Elijah twice in twenty four hours. Are you telling me that doesn't change anything? You two aren't, you know, together?"

Kassandra scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Are you kidding me? Of course not. He's not my boyfriend. He's my friend. We have fun together," she said simply.

"You're my friend and we have fun together," Ruby countered. "But I'm gonna need more alcohol if we're going to have the same kind of fun you and Elijah have."

She laughed slightly and hip bumped Ruby. "Not what I meant. He's my special friend," she corrected herself.

"Friends with benefits, you mean?" Ruby raised both her eyebrows and Kassandra nodded.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Not a smart move, Kass," Ruby warned. "Trust me, friends with benefits never work out. Ever. Two people can't have sex regularly without developing feelings, without getting attached. It's not possible."

"Well, I beg to differ," Kassandra argued. "And my thousand years plus of life experience trumps your twenty four years-worth."

Ruby just shrugged. "Whatever. But when this whole thing blows up in your face, I reserve the right to say 'I told you so,'" she said, applying red lipstick.

Kassandra pursed her lips as she considered Ruby's warning. Of course two thousand year vampires were mature enough to understand that sex was just sex, right? If anybody was mature enough, it would be the two of the oldest living things on the earth.

But friends with benefits never worked out. Ever.

~SYH~

"When's the last time you talked to your fuck buddy anyway?" Ruby asked as the two stepped onto the rowdy, noise filled streets of New York City.

Kassandra smirked. "When he asked for his shirt back, because he had family business to attend to. Elijah isn't nearly as comfortable with walking around the city half naked as I am."

"That's a good thing, Kass," Ruby said with a smirk, as she tried to hail a taxi. But hailing a taxi on a Friday night in New York City was nearly impossible.

It started to rain lightly, but began picking up. Kassandra tried to protect her hair with her jacket, but it wasn't working all that well. Ruby cursed as the two ran under a building to protect them from the rain.

"Hell no, I did not spend half an hour on my makeup just to have it all washed away," Ruby muttered.

"The club's only seven blocks away- we can walk it," Kassandra offered, praying that her hair wasn't too damaged.

"In the rain? I don't think so," Ruby said skeptically.

Kassandra pursed her lips, but then smirked when she saw a man walking briskly past them with an umbrella protecting him from the rain.

"Excuse me, Sir?" she called, jogging after him.

"Yeah?" he stopped walking and turned to face her.

"Can my friend and I borrow your umbrella, pretty please?" Kassandra's eyes dilated as she compelled him.

"Of course," he said, without a choice. He handed her the umbrella and then walked away, the rain soaking him.

Kassandra turned back to Ruby and smirked. "Crisis averted."

"My feet are going to kill me," Ruby muttered as she joined Kassandra under the plain black umbrella.

Kassandra frowned to herself as they began walking. She noticed something strange in her friend that she never really paid any attention to before. Ruby didn't blink an eye when Kassandra had compelled the man for his umbrella.

Thinking back, she had never really cared whenever Kassandra compelled a person. Even the times when Kassandra had shown up at her apartment at four in the morning, blood covering face, after killing her occasional human boy toy, Ruby hadn't given any sign that she had cared.

It was strange, because, even though Ruby was friends with a vampire- something that had her family up in arms- she had never ever given any signs that she disapproved of Kassandra's vampire lifestyle. It was unheard of, of a witch. Ruby had never once judged Kassandra for being a vampire, and she was curious as to why.

"Ruby?" she asked as they turned a corner.

"Yeah, Kass?" she asked curiously.

"Why don't you judge me?" she asked bluntly.

Ruby frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Not once have I ever seen or heard you judge me or scold me for compelling or even killing humans. Not once. And you're a witch, and witches are judgy creatures. So, why? Why are you even friends with me in the first place, when you know your entire family hates you for it?" Kassandra asked her friend curiously.

Ruby shrugged. "I've never really understood why witches were so judgy in the first place. I mean, I get that we hate- or are supposed to hate- vampires because they murder and kill. But it's not just vampires that kill. Werewolves kill and humans kill, and even witches kill. I guess I just choose to judge people on whether they're good people, not on what they are," she answered.

Kassandra nodded. She could just imagine Gabriella being ashamed of her vampire daughter. The shit the other witch spirits must give her, she thought bitterly.

Thinking about Gabriella made Kassandra think about her Grimoire, which made her think about Elijah's current condition and what she was supposed to ask Ruby.

"Have you ever heard of a spell that binds siblings together. Like, a blood spell?" Kassandra asked her friend as the rain poured harder on them.

"What do you mean?" Ruby's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Like 'what happens to one happens to all,'" Kassandra said, quoting Elijah when he was explaining the spell to her.

Ruby pursed her lips. "A blood spell, you say? I'm gonna need more information, Kass."

Kassandra took a deep breath. "Esther cast a spell on her children, the originals. That's what the spell was, a binding spell, a blood spell. It was to make it easier to kill them. You killed one original, you killed them all, even the invincible hybrid, Klaus," she explained.

Ruby frowned. "I think I read a spell like that once," she said, thinking deeply.

"Really? Do you know of a way to reverse it, to break the spell?" Kassandra asked, actually hoping to be able to tell Elijah good news.

"Maybe, I'm not sure," Ruby answered. "I'll have to dig up some really old Grimoires from the back of my closet. But, if I find the right spell, then yeah, I'll be able to reverse it." She looked up at Kassandra and smirked. "Do you want me to reverse it, Kass? To save your fuck buddy and his siblings?"

Kassandra shrugged. "I'm really indifferent to it all, but I promised Elijah I'd ask if you could help them."

"Liar." Ruby's smirk grew. "You'd care if he'd die, wouldn't you? Jesus, Kass. You've slept with the man twice and you're already caring about him. Mark my words, you'll be head over heels in love with him by next week."

"Whatever you say, Ruby." Kassandra just rolled her eyes. It was always best just to ignore Ruby when she got into one of her "I'm always right" moods. Ironic, because she was usually right, especially when it came to relationships.

"Look, we're here," Kassandra said suddenly, gesturing to the long line leading to the club. "What great timing, so I don't have to listen to you going on about how I'll be calling myself 'Mrs. Mikaelson' in a few short weeks."

Ruby rolled her eyes. "Just go do your thing, vampy, so that we can get in without waiting in this ridiculous line."

"Sure thing, witchy, just hang tight." Kassandra smirked at her friend, as Girl's Night really began.

~SYH~

"I don't understand how some people think leather pants look good on them," Ruby said as the two slid into a booth, also courtesy of Kassandra's compulsion, with drinks in their hands.

Kassandra shrugged. "People see only what they want to see," she said, leaning into the soft leather of the booth's interior. She scanned the crowd while frowning. "There really isn't a good herd of guys tonight. I don't see one guy I could sleep with," she complained.

"Speak for yourself," Ruby said, her eyes already on a potential man. "I see plenty of decent men I'd sleep with. Your feelings for Elijah are just cock blocking you."

Kassandra glared at her friend. "You know, this whole 'you're going to fall madly in love with Elijah' bit is getting really old really fast," she complained.

"I only speak the truth, Kass," she said with a smirk.

Kassandra rolled her eyes and started to slide out of the booth. "I'm going to need more alcohol," she muttered.

"Get me a martini, will you?" Ruby called as she made her way through the crowd.

"Fine, but you're buying the next round!" she shouted over the loud music.

Ruby nodded and mouthed 'fair enough,' before Kassandra was sucked into the crowd completely.

It took her five minutes to get to the bar, and the prices were ridiculously overpriced when Kassandra managed to get a bartender's attention. Still, Kassandra paid for her drinks and was about to go back to Ruby when somebody grabbed her shoulder.

"Kass?"

Kassandra turned around to face a familiar face, a very familiar face. The attractive man smiled at her, all blue eyes and dimples.

"Jackson." She said his name as a sigh of displeasure, as if seeing him single handedly ruined her night.

"How have you been, Kassie? It's been a while-"

Jackson was cut off when Kassandra set her drinks down and punched him in the jaw.

"Don't call me Kassie."

~SYH~

A/N: I am so, so, so sorry for the lack of update. Hopefully I get better at updating!

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