I do not own TVD, although I wish I did. Oh the things I would change about it~
But uh, just a little background: This is after Jenna's death. I'd say, end of season 2/beginning of 3. Elena broke it off with Stefan right after the sacrifice. Oh and Elena has already met the Originals, including Kol/Bekah/Finn.
Sorry for the delay! But thank you lovelies for being oh so patient!
I don't hate Stefan or Damon or any of the characters, really! This is just… my take of things I guess. Please, R&R. Massively appreciated!
Chapter 8:
"How do you like it?" Klaus said, taking a sip of the Semillon.
"I love it! It's delicious!" Elena grinned, "This is amazing, where did you learn to cook like this?"
"I spent a few years back in my day with an amazing Italian chef. He taught me all I know," Klaus chuckled.
"Mm," Elena sipped the wine, "This wine is amazing too! It's incredible!"
"You like it?" Elena nodded.
"It's a Semillon. There's a bit of a fig-like character. It's fresh and sweet," he replied, swirling the wine glass around a few times.
"I love it! It's so good," Elena exclaimed, tipping the whole glass over and drinking it clean.
"I'm glad you do," he smiled, finishing up his food.
"Brother dear?" A voice called out from the front of the house.
"Dammit, Rebekah and Kol are back," Klaus groaned.
"Hello, brother," Kol smirked, walking on the two, "Am I interrupting something here?"
"Of course not," Klaus rolled his eyes.
"Why don't we take a walk?" Elena suggested, looking for a reason to spend more time with Klaus.
"A walk, huh?" Rebekah and Kol's eyes glistened and they winked at each other, "'A walk'."
Klaus rolled his eyes once again, "Knock it off."
"Fine, fine. Whatever," Rebekah laughed.
"Come on Elena," Klaus offered his hand to Elena and she took it.
"You two kids have fun, alright?" Kol called out as the two walked out of the house.
"I apologize about him, he's an ass," Klaus mumbled.
Elena giggled, "It's okay, I like him. He's funny."
"You do, huh?" Klaus wondered. He was secretly happy that his siblings had been getting along with Elena, and it was definitely a bonus that Elena enjoyed their company as well.
"Definitely. I like Rebekah and Kol. They're really sweet. Elijah is too," Elena held tightly onto his arm.
He felt her shiver and shrugged out of his jacket, placing it over her shoulders.
"Thank you," she glowed, pulling the jacket closer to her.
They continued walking into the woods behind the Originals' home. They approached a stone bench that was surrounded by flowers: gardenias, daisies, tulips, roses, and such.
"Would you like to sit?" Klaus pointed toward the bench.
"Sure!"
Klaus guided her to the bench and dusted it a bit before she sat down.
"So…" he started.
"So?" she laughed.
"Nothing," he shook his head.
"Why don't you tell me about your past? Tell me about the Klaus of prehistoric times?" she joked.
"What do you want to know?" Klaus replied, moving closer to Elena.
Elena snuggled against him, leaning on his shoulder, "Tell me about the beginning. Everything in the beginning."
"Alright, then. I was born to Esther and an unknown man, in a small village that would eventually become known as Mystic Falls. I have six half-siblings and a step-father named Mikael, a wealthy landowner who moved with Esther to the New World after their home village was devastated by a plague. I was close to my family with the exception of Mikael, who had always been quite harsh on me.
Many years before, my mother had had an affair with a man from the neighboring village, whose inhabitants were known to be werewolves. When a werewolf killed Henrik, Esther performed a ritual that transformed my siblings, my stepfather and I into vampires. When I made my first human kill, my werewolf gene was activated, revealing Esther's infidelity. Mikael then hunted down and killed my father and his entire family, not realizing that doing so would ignite a war between vampires and werewolves that has been perpetuated across the ages. Soon after turning her children into vampires, Esther placed a curse on me which forced my werewolf side to lie dormant, and then rejected me."
Klaus turned slightly toward Elena and saw her gently snoring. He chuckled to himself for she looked absolutely divine while she was sleeping. The wind was getting stronger, so he decided to bring her back home. He carried her back to the house and walked in quietly, careful not to wake her up. He carried her up to the room she had stayed at before and set her gently on the bed. Klaus tucked her in and stared at her, gently touching her cheeks. He felt her warmth and the blood rushing to her cheeks. Before leaving the room, Klaus kissed her cheek, "Sleep tight, sweet Elena."
Klaus shut off the lights and quietly closed the door. He walked down to the living room to see a grinning Kol.
"Out all night? What a scandal?" Kol teased.
"All night? What are you talking about? What time is it?" Klaus asked, confused.
Rebekah walked in, "It's already 4 in the morning, Nik."
"Oh shit. I hope Elena sleeps well then," Klaus worried.
"Don't worry she'll be fine," Rebekah reassured him.
"I really hope so," Klaus mumbled, pouring himself a glass of whiskey.
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The sun shined bright onto Elena's face. She squinted her eyes and glanced over to the window. She heard birds chirping around the house and she shut her eyes. Five more minutes, she thought to herself.
RING RING RING
"Ugh, dammit," Elena groaned, turning onto her stomach to reach for her phone which was rested on the cabinet next to the bed. She checked it: Incoming Call Damon Salvatore, it read. She hesitated and pressed decline. Elena rolled out of bed and ran to the bathroom, getting ready.
After getting ready, Elena ran downstairs and heard Klaus in the kitchen, "Klaus?"
"Elena, good morning," Klaus smiled at her while flipping the pancakes.
"Hey, I am so sorry but I have to go," Elena grimaced, "I'm really sorry." She repeated after realizing that he was making breakfast for her.
Klaus' smile turned upside down, "Oh, okay then."
"Raincheck?" she tried smiling.
"Sure," he replied bluntly.
"Thank you for everything, really," she hugged him.
He hugged her back, "Anytime, sweet Elena, anytime."
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"Damon?" Elena called out, shutting the door and walking into the Salvatore house. There was no answer, so she walked into the living room. On the sofa was Damon sitting and holding a glass of bourbon.
"Damon," Elena walked over to him. Still nothing. She patted his arm, "Hey." Her voice was soft and soothing.
"What the hell do you want?" Damon stood up angrily.
"Hey, hey. What's wrong?" she asked, standing up with him.
"'What's wrong?'" he mimicked, "Hmm, I wonder what's wrong, Elena? Could it be the fact that you don't answer my calls, you don't come home? I wonder." He rolled his eyes.
"Damon, I'm sorry. I know I should've called or something," Elena uttered.
"DAMN STRAIGHT YOU SHOULD'VE CALLED!" Damon's voice rose and he threw the glass across the room, resulting in a ground full of shards of glass.
"Damon, calm down," Elena muttered, afraid that he would get violent.
Damon grabbed her shoulders, "HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO CALM DOWN?"
Elena's anger boiled inside her and finally rose to the surface, "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO CONTROL ME. STOP TREATING ME LIKE A FREAKING CHILD."
"MAYBE I'M TREATING YOU LIKE ONE BECAUSE YOU'RE ACTING LIKE ONE!" he shot.
"DON'T YOU THINK THAT I CAN MAKE MY OWN DECISIONS INSTEAD OF YOU MAKING THEM FOR ME?" she yelled, pushing him away.
"YOU'RE TOO STUPID TO MAKE YOUR OWN DECISIONS!" he declared, eyeing her viciously.
Elena gapped at him; he had no right to cross that line, but once he did, there was no turning back, "Damn you Damon. I'm done." She began walking out the room.
Damon grabbed her shoulder, "Wait, Elena. I'm sorry. I didn't-"
"Save it, Damon. I'm done. We're done. It's over," Elena held back her sob.
"Are you breaking up with me?" Damon had difficulty getting those words out.
Elena looked back once more and turned around, "Yeah. I am."
And with that, she walked out of the room. She ran to her car and drove back home in tears.
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"Elena? You alright?" Alaric hugged the crying girl.
She shook her head.
"What happened?"
"I-I-I broke up with D-D-Damon," she gasped out.
Alaric hugged her tighter, "Elena, it'll be okay."
She bit her lip, so she wouldn't cry anymore. She wiped her tears away and looked at him, "I'm fine. It's okay." She managed a small smile.
"You know you can talk to me about anything, right?" Alaric assured her.
She nodded, "Yeah. Thanks Ric. I'm just gonna go up and rest for a while."
"Sure thing, call me if you need anything," he smiled.
"Definitely," she began going up the stairs.
Elena ran into her room and slammed the door shut. She began sobbing uncontrollable sobs. All her feelings that she had been holding back began to pour out. Suddenly, she felt someone touch her shoulder. She looked up and saw Klaus.
"K-K-Klaus?" she hiccupped, "What are hiccup you doing here hiccup?"
He hugged her tightly, "I heard about what happened."
She crawled into his arms.
"Are you okay?"
She shook her head, "No. No. No. I'm not." And then her sobs began again.
He held her and pressed his lips to her forehead, "Sweet Elena, he is not worth your tears. From my experience, no man is worthy of you if he treats you like this."
Elena continued crying, slowly it became quieter, "I just really th-thought we were g-g-good, you know?"
He nodded, urging for her to continue.
"But I guess not."
Klaus wrapped his arms around her firmly,"Someday you'll meet someone new and you'll fall madly in love."
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AU: Sorry lovelies, this is so late! School has been overwhelming especially with AP testing coming up. So, here it is! PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! I don't feel like many people are interested anymore, so please review and let me know if you want me to continue this!
Thanks sweethearts!
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