It's been a while but here is the next chapter. Yes, last chapter I didn't get the feedback I hoped but the 1st part of the story Forgiveness Is A Gift is almost over and I working on what you can call the "Season Finally". I think about 2 more chapters till the finally will be posted. I'm excited and I just hope you continue to love it and read. P.S don't forget to review what you think or send me an alert! Merry Christmas or Holidays and a fantastic New Year!
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Chapter 23: Wicked Game
Don't think about them. Don't think about them. Don't think about what happened. Don't think about Elijah's betrayal. Don't think about Nik's kiss. Kristina resisted those words like a poem. Those were the only words she aloud her analyzing mind to reflect on as she finished her run.
When the raven-head reached the sight of the Salvatore boarding house her sprint decreased to a steady jog till the jog brought her to the entrance door.
"Good morning." Stefan said walking put of the ancient home with a book bag across one shoulder and his car keys in hand.
"Morning." The hybrid huffed as she caught her breath from her early morning run. "School?"
"Unfortunately. How was the run?" Stefan said smirking at Kristina's dark circled eyes and crazy hair. He heard her leave at 5 in the morning and it was now 8. Her mileage must be remarkable, the younger Salvatore thought.
"Blue moon. To much energy." She explained quickly with the little amount of oxygen she had left. "See you later. I wouldn't want you to be late for class." Kristina said chuckled as she walked into the house.
"What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you." Kristina sang, her bare feet padded against the cold oak floors and her wet hair felt down her back as she directed towards the kitchen. Even before her shower, the constant deep growling from her stomach was noticeable but now it was unbelievably loud.
The sight of the almost empty refrigerator made her grown in annoyance. In the end the famished hybrid has to satisfy with an apple.
Just as Kristina went to bit into her apple a wave of uneasiness and a electrocuting feeling shot up her spin and bugged her brain. Before she would see the intruder the werewolf-witch circled around and throw the apple with concrete-braking speed.
As Kristina's dark grey eyes opened she felt disappointment fill her mind when she noticed the deep green hazel eyes with an apple in hand. He stare at her half naked state.
"Didn't your mother teach you manners?" Kristina barked sharply. "What are you even doing here?"
"You said you didn't want to talk last night. Today is a new day." Elijah said smirked not moving his eyes from her state. "I intend on talk." He finished, tossing back the red apples. Before the apple was half way to the werewolf-witch had blurred out of sight.
Elijah waited patiently but it didn't take very long till he hear a deep canine growl come from the exit door.
"Kol, don't provoke her just guide her back." Elijah said purring himself a heft glass of Damon's scotch.
"Brother, you were right to invite me." Kol said from behind Kristina.
"You know I expected this from your brother. Not you, Elijah the most noble and moral protector." Kristina said with sarcasm oozing from her venom spitting mouth.
"Just be thankful I waited the night. That little stunt you played at the dinner party shouldn't have given you a night of rest." Elijah said his voice hardening at the memory of Kristina walking into view and delivering a head-piercing headache with her magic.
"Talk then. The faster this is over the faster I can get dressed and leave this forsaken hellhole." The hybrid snapped.
"Kol, please get Ms. Tepes clothing." Elijah said taking a sit on the leather armchair. Though seeing Kristina in her royal blue undergarment set was rewarding enough it wasn't gentleman like.
"Kristina, I'm sorry-" Elijah started, looking down at his drink and not at the furious grey eyes that sent a look to kill.
"No. You don't get to do this to me." She said her voice small but held a sharp tone. "I trusted you to do the right think. I trusted that you loved me enough to where you would do the right think. To trust your morals."
"Loved you enough? I loved you more then immortality possible. I had a duty to my family. You should have understood. You of all people, Kristina." Elijah yelled now standing up. Now staring straight into her grey globes. "You never loved me, you will never understand how I felt." The original vampire ended.
"Never love you? You must be the most oblivious individual to ever stand in my presence. I loved you. I loved you everyday and every minute I was hunting down your brother. In 1923, when Niklaus' life was in my hands, I hesitated. I hesitated because of you. Because you loved your family so much. That split hesitation, that second of doubt got a silver dagger in my heart." Kristina yelled, her chest pumping up and down from the lack of air. "Mikael had tried to kill me. And you asked the most painful request from me that night in Paris." She stopped, giving the pain in the throat time to cool before she let the final steam out. " You asked for me to free him. To free the man that killed my family killed my hope and killed me. Your to selfish with me, Elijah." Kristina finished tears building up in her misty grey eyes. "I gave you a chance to prove me wrong. I gave you that second chance." She added slowly as she said Elijah's jaw hardened and his green eyes glaze over.
"The day I saw Mikael," Kristina stopped, tear streaming down her face like a sad waterfall. Dense pain built in her voice and in her chest. "My heart broke. That's my answer, Elijah. I cannot accept your apology. Not now at least." Kristina said suddenly catching a gust of a freezing breeze that danced on her exposed olive skin.
Elijah held the scotch glass with the edge of his slender fingers as he stared at the woman in front of him. Her black curls, which were still slightly wet, fell down against her skin covering small parts of her royal blue bra. The color on her made her skin shine with a new bronze tone and made her eyes seem less their natural color by giving them a blue tint. The sight of the exact route of her tears made her cheeks, nose and eyes burning rose.
The Original didn't dare close his own red eye in fear that if he did the beautiful image of his old lover would fade.
"I'm sorry that I can't forgive you." She choked before vanishing out of sight with his humanity.
Deep down inside, the vampire was convinced she would forgive him. Hell, he couldn't even forgive himself but it was Kristina. Even in her human life she hated to displease the people close to her. But this would take some time. His betrayal was too much even for the strongest of beings.
"I'm sorry you were effected by my biggest regret." The emotionless vampire said to the scent of her presence before throw the crystal spirit glass to the wall. Watching it burst into thousands fragments of diamonds pieces.
-(Later Into The Day)-
"Kristina." Stefan said for the millionth time but she only netted her eyebrows into her book.
"Kristina!?" The Salvatore vampire demanded throwing another book towards her, which she caught with precise accuracy.
"Done." The hybrid said softly closing the thick book. "How can I help you, Mr. Salvatore?" She asked with an agitated tone to her usual soft steady voice.
"Something was left for you." The vampire said handing her a rather large rectangular grey box with a black ribbon neatly tried around it.
"Does it say from who?" The hybrid said curiosity taking over her aged storm cloud eyes.
"No but this came with it." The younger Salvatore said handing over an ivory cream card.
"Please join the Mikaelson family this evening at 7 o'clock for dancing, cocktails and celebration." Kristina said reading the perfect calligraphy.
"It's 5pm, I would start getting ready." Stefan said already seeing the anxiety in her eyes.
"I'm not going." Kristina said flicking the invitation to the coffee table right next to the box she was fearful to open.
"Why not?" Stefan said his eyebrows netted.
Before the hybrid responded Elijah's anger filled face flashed through her memory just like his brothers. But Niklaus' face was a lot more smirk then an angry face. They both haunted her mind at the mentioning of the Mikealson ball. Two things she couldn't tell Stefan. The Salvatore still taught she was out to kill Nicklaus. When the truth was she was still confused on what she desired to do.
"One, I don't have a dress. Two, I have better thinks to do Stefan. Three, I don't want to see those ego-filled demented violent Original." Kristina muttered picking up the next novel off the stack of 3.
"Better things to do? Tell me Twilight isn't occupying your free time?" He said laughing at her hurt face.
"I'll have you know it's most defiantly not a love story. More like a sick comical view of teenager fantasy. It's revolting." The dark haired woman replied defensively hiding her nose into the book.
"It's your decision." Stefan said heading out the door of his room. "See you around 7." He yelled from down stairs.
"What are we celebrations, again?" Kol's voice broke Niklaus' concentration on the crowd of people socializing in the highly decorated ballroom.
"Who is captivating your eyes, brother?" The newly waken original mutter as his eyes tried to follow his hybrid brother's.
"Must you be so inquisitive, Kol." Niklaus said turning to his brother as he took a mouthful of his vodka on the rocks.
Instead of the smirk comment Nik was accustomed to, Kol let out a deep whistle. "And I though she looked amazing in just her unmentionables." He whispered not peeling his eyes from the grand entrance.
The original hybrid couldn't help but let his eyes taken in all her being. The black curls, which normally lingered around her face, were pinned up elegantly revealing her breathtaking face. Her skin glowed olive against her warm red lips and her deep swirling grey eyes were hidden around her smoky eyes.
But her dress forced his mind racing for the memory of the night they first met. The dress went straight into a slightly deep heart shaped neckline. Just like the dress from the 1400's, its base fabric was a deep topaz bronze silk but it was only visual through the detailed black lace that covered the dress from head to toe.
"You found who I was looking for, mate." Niklaus grinned handing Kol his drink without moving his electrocuting oceanic eyes from the beauty on the other side of the crowded room.
Short but necessary chapter! I'm going back and editing the last 22 chapters. Sorry for the grammar! I have no Beta Reader. Please leave me what you think!