KPOV
"Now what?" I asked Rebekah and she looked at me with panic.
"I don't know. I missed the What To Do When Your Crazy Brothers Escape 101 in college. " She said and looked around. I pursed lips and raised my eyebrow.
"You went to college?" She darted me with her eyes and looked at me like I was crazy.
"Yeah." She waved her hands hysterically. "But that's not the point. If we don't stop them , they are seriously going to screw up this little town even more." I shrugged my shoulders. She was a bit too hysterical for my taste. Yes, I did understand that we were in some majorly screwed up situation but there was no reason to panic...yet. We had to think rationally and since the big scary Original was soon to be a big scary Original sobbing mess, I took everything in my hands.
"Ok. How about we call Belle. She can help us, right?" Rebekah put her hands over her mouth then sighed.
"Yes, I guess we can do this. Call her." She said with bossy voice. She stepped closer to me and I stepped back. Wow, talk about mood swings.
I raised my eyebrows and took my phone out of my pocket. I quickly dialed Belle's number.
"Shit." It went straight to voicemail. That wasn't good. Rebekah made a horrible little sound that I won't even try to describe. I clenched fists and glared at her. "I'm going to call Damon, maybe she is with him." I quickly dialed his number and turned around, nervously. He picked up on the second ring.
"Katherine. What an unpleasant surprise." He said with his arrogance dripping voice. And for some reason my heart made a little jump. I furrowed my brows and shook head. I didn't have time for this.
"Yeah, I love you too, Damon. Is my sister with you?" I asked and clenched teeth.
"Nope." He said and I cursed in my mind.
"Do you know where she is?"
"Yep." I waited for him for a few seconds to tell me where she was. And after he didn't I growled from frustration. It wasn't a very good time for him to be difficult.
"Will you tell me?"
"Nope." I growled again.
"Damon! It's important. Tell me. Now." He sighed and I heard a sound of a door opening.
"She went to my house to change." My brows went up from surprise.
"Why in your house?" I asked through clenched teeth and turned around to look at Rebekah. She frowned at me and made a gesture for me to talk faster. I waved my hand, impatiently.
"She is staying with us." My eyes widen and I pursed lips.
"And Stefan is ok with that?" I couldn't hide my surprise. He sounded surprised too.
"Weirdly yes. "He paused."Ok, I'm going to hang up now because I'm kind of bored of this conversation." He said and I stormed my foot from frustration.
"Damon! I need you to listen to me very carefully, do as I say and not ask any questions." I ordered with my best bitch voice and heard his low laughter from the other side, which made me clench my fists.
"And why would I do this, sweetheart?" Oh, not the sweetheart line. It was enough that my sister, Klaus and Rebekah were constantly using this or honey. Not him too.
"Because we are all in great danger."I paused , not wanting to say the next thing."Especially Elena and my sister. So if you love them both sooo much, you will stop being such an asshole for a few seconds and will listen and obey." There was a pause. He just stayed silent, I could only hear his slow breathing. Rebekah looked at me with raised eyebrows and then looked around, like her brothers were going to pop out of somewhere just like that.
"Fine. What do you want?" He finally said and I smiled triumphantly. That was how is done.
"Ok. Where are you?"
"I'm just went out of the bar."
"Ok, listen. You have to go and find Elena and Stefan, take them to your house because we need to talk to Belle first, then we are going to take Elena somewhere safe. Be very careful and don't let anyone in the house except for me. Understood?" I said quickly and looked at my watch.
"Understood." He said and hung up. Rebekah stood up from the rock she had been sitting on and came closer to me. She had visibly calmed herself down, her eyes were shining and a determined look was permanently placed on her face.
"Where to now?" She asked in a cold voice, obviously not happy with the fact that I was calling the shots.
"The Salvatore's house."
DPOV
"Ok. I'm going to take off." She said and stood up. Both me and Ric followed her movements with our eyes.
"Where are you going? To my house?" I asked and she nodded, looking at Ric. He pursed lips.
"Yeah, I want to shower and change. I'll catch up with you later. Ok?" I nodded and took a sip from my glass. She looked at Ric again and smiled.
"Nice seeing you again, Ric."She patted his shoulder then put her hand on my arm. "I'll see you later to...finish our conversation." I smiled and nodded.
"Ok. See you later." She turned around and walked away, her hair bouncing. I smiled to myself. I was really happy to see her again. Over the years, she had been the only person I could trust and who didn't judge me no matter what stupid thing I did, and I had done some pretty stupid things in my life. And the other thing was that with her on our side I had no doubts that we were going to take that Klaus down. I had seen what she was capable of doing and I was almost sorry for that poor guy, he did not know what he was getting into.
I looked at Ric, his eyes were still looking after her with a pensive gaze. I looked at him for a while, but he kept on looking at her until she got into her car and drove away. He then slowly turned his head around, ordered another glass of whiskey, slowly took a sip and then looked at me.
"So...I never got to hear how you two met." He said more like a order then like a question. I furrowed my brows and took a sip.
"It's sort of a boring story. Do you really want me to tell you?" I asked with reluctance. He smiled and looked at me straight at my eyes.
"Yes, I want to know every single detail." His eyes sparkled and suddenly I wanted nothing more than to tell him everything about that dark and gloomy night that Belle and I met. I took another sip and looked at him.
"Ok. Well, you know that her twin sister, Katherine, turned me an Stefan, right?"He nodded."And that she then pretended to be dead, making me effectively hate my brother and hate myself even more. I was heartbroken and to top it all because I was just turned everything was multiplied. And one day I just couldn't take it anymore...and I switched my emotions off. After that I started travelling around, killing as many people as I could without anyone even begin to get suspicious. And somehow along the way, I found myself in Chicago. I was in the back alley of some club, I was drinking from some girl and her heartbeat was quickly starting to get slower and slower, and it was just about to stop when someone grabbed my hair and threw me at the opposite wall.
I quickly got up and was just about to attack, when my thrower turned around. My heart stopped. I didn't even think and went straight for her lips. She looked so much like Katherine and for my drunken mind there was no doubt that the woman before me was my long lost love.
She grabbed my hair and threw me at the wall again. I murmured Katherine's name, not understanding what the hell was happening. She vamped her face and yelled, "I am not Katherine, you complete idiot!", and this is how our beautiful friendship started. She helped me a lot. I owe her so much." I took another sip, remembering how everything had started. Ric continued looking at me with the same pensive look for a few moments then abruptly stood up, patted my shoulder and started walking away.
"I'll see you later, mate." I raised my eyebrows. That was weird. I shrug my shoulders and continued drinking. I looked at my watch, quickly paid and stood up. I was just about to push the door open, when my phone rang. I looked at the ID.
"Shit." I cursed and picked up. "Katherine. What un unpleasant surprise." I said with annoyed voice.
"Yeah, I love you too, Damon. Is my sister with you?" I smirked. That was going to be funny.
"Nope." I simply said and I heard her sigh.
"Do you know where she is?"
"Yep." She paused, waiting for me to add something but I just stayed silent, smirking. She growled.
"Will you tell me?"
"Nope." She growled again and my smirk just grew wider.
"Damon! It's important. Tell me. Now." I sighed and pushed the door open, going out in the cool air.
"She went to my house to change." I said and looked around for my car.
"Why in your house?" She asked, surprise and anger dripping in her voice. Jealous, much?
"She is staying with us."
"And Stefan is ok with that?" She quickly picked it up. I was actually surprised by that fact too. It was very not him to be ok with things.
"Weirdly yes. "I paused and opened the door of my car. "Ok, I'm going to hang up now because I'm kind of bored of this conversation." She made an annoyed sound.
"Damon! I need you to listen to me very carefully, do as I say and not ask any questions." She ordered and I started laughing, shaking my head. She was unbelievable.
"And why would I do this, sweetheart?"
"Because we are all in great danger."She paused and I rolled my eyes. Tell me when we weren't."Especially Elena and my sister. So if you love them both sooo much, you will stop being such an asshole for a few seconds and will listen and obey." I cursed in my mind.
"Fine. What do you want?" He finally said and I smiled triumphantly. That was how is done.
"Ok. Where are you?"
"I'm just went out of the bar."
"Ok, listen. You have to go and find Elena and Stefan, take them to your house because we need to talk to Belle first, then we are going to take Elena somewhere safe. Be very careful and don't let anyone in the house except for me. Understood?" I hated her bitch voice.
"Understood." I said and hung up. I cursed again and sped the car towards Elena's house. Why did all the bad things happen to me?
I was at her house for no more than 5 minutes. I flashed myself and barged through the door. Elena and Stefan were sitting on the couch, talking and they jumped from surprise. I tried not to look at their intertwined fingers and put a fake smile on my face.
"Come one, my darlings, we are once again in danger and we immediately have to go to our house, Miss Katherine ordered so."
BPOV
"I don't like your new look. It's very... Kathriney." I stopped dead in my tracks. His voice came from somewhere behind me. I closed my eyes for a second.
Currently I was in my room, facing the windows. I had just come out of the bathroom, my hair was dripping wet, and so was my body, which was by the way bare naked.
"Your body hasn't changed, though, at least your back." I could sense his smirk. I opened my eyes and slowly turned around. He was sitting on the rocking chair, his head tilted to one side, his eyes pinned to my body. For some reason I wasn't feeling uncomfortable, no, his gaze upon me was actually making me feel...good. I put my hands on my waist, not trying to hide my body. His eyes slightly widen and I smirked. "Yep, your front is good, too."
I tilted my head.
"What do you want, Klaus?" His eyes moved from my breast up to my eyes.
"I have been informed that I'm missing a few dead brothers. You don't know something about it by any chance, do you?" I pursed lips and shook my head. That wasn't good. Rebekah was not supposed to free them so early. I forgot my panic when he stood up and moved closer to me. I stepped back and grabbed the robe from my bed, quickly covering myself. I automatically touched my neck, the silver chain I was always wearing. The thing that was hanging form it had gone up behind my neck and I automatically fixed it. Quickly putting it under the robe, not wanting him to see it.
He pursed lips, seeing what I had done. He moved closer and my heart started beating faster.
"You didn't answer my question. Why do you look like Katherine?" he asked and moved closer. I was sure that he knew what influence he had on me and was doing this on purpose. It took all my will power to stop my voice from trembling.
"I decided to blend in this time. You know that my actual look is rather...noticeable." He smiled, knowing what I meant.
"I have always thought of that as one of your best qualities."He looked at the chain and smirked. "Now I am completely sure that you are not wearing contacts and I am sure as hell that you didn't color you r hair...that leaves us with...a witchy necklace."He said and reached out his hand. My mind was screaming at me to move away, to not let him see what was on the chain, that it would be a catastrophe if he did but his eyes, looking right at mine, these little grey storms, were just petrifying me. My breaths were erratic, my heart was beating like crazy and as he was coming closer the electricity was multiplying, driving me insane.
His fingers touched my neck and I just stopped breathing, the cool feel of his hands, mixed with the electricity making my legs feel like jelly.
He slowly pulled the chain, pulling what was hanged on it too. His eyes never left mine until his hand cupped the silver thing. His eyes slowly lowered and I closed my eyes, not knowing what his reactions would be.
He took a sharp breath and then the thick silence enveloped us.
After what seemed eternity, I opened my eyes to be met by his widen grey storms, that were shining with confusion, anger and some other undefined emotion that was building inside his eyes.
"Our engagement ring?" He whispered softly, his eyes searching mine. The electricity was driving me crazy. I gathered all my power and pulled away, quickly going to the living room. I felt him following me as I went straight for the whiskey bottle. "Why would you keep it? WHY? Why, Annabella? Why do you still have it?" He yelled and I cringed, still not facing him.
His hands roughly grabbed my shoulders, turning me towards him. And that is when I felt fear.
His expression was so...so enraged. His eyes were shining, his breaths were erratic, his fangs slightly extended.
"WHY? Why do you still have the ring? Why have you kept it for 500 years when you don't love me. When you hate me? Why would you do something like that?" Hate him? What? Tears started streaming down my face and my voice was barely a whisper.
"I never said that." His eyes widen.
"What?" He moved his face closer to mine.
"I never said that I don't love you, Nick."
"What? Then why would you leave me a week before our wedding? Why would you hide from me for 500 years, uh Annabella? Why would you ruin my life completely if you didn't hate me with all you got?" He yelled desperately and all the emotion I had kept locked inside me came rushing to the surface. The desperation and the consuming sadness that I had felt after I had left nearly crushed my chest. I could barely breath, my tears blurring my eyes.
"Hate you? Leaving you almost killed me. It was the hardest thing I have ever done. How could you think that I hate you?" He shook his head.
"Why then? Why did you leave me then?" His voice was pleading, his eyes just broke my heart.
"I can't tell you. It's too dangerous." He looked at me like I was insane.
"Dangerous? Are you fucking kidding me? Dangerous for who? For me? For you? I would have protected you with my life."
"Yes, it's dangerous for you. For you! Damn it! All I have ever done is trying to protect you. I love you more than anything, all I wanted was to protect you." I reached my hand to touch his face." I'm sorry." I said with a broken sob, seeing the cold look in his eyes. I had ruined us, I had turned him in what he was right now. It was all my fault. He stepped back and just when I thought he was gone forever, I suddenly flew across the room, now being pinned tightly at the wall. His face was so close to mine, with such a fierce look that I expected a stake in my heart any second. Instead, his lips crushed against mine, his hands roughly pulled me against him, the electricity burning us.
My head was spinning, my hands tangling in his hair. All the desperation and desire built in years, filling this kiss. His hands travelled down my body, pulling me as tightly to him as possible.
"What the hell is going on?" We both jumped from surprise and looked at the door, where everyone was looking at us with widen eyes.
Klaus looked at me.
"I guess we have some explaining to do, love."