So sorry for the wait! I found it difficult to write this and not have the characters OOC but I'm hoping that I did okay. I also decided to keep Hayley and Hope Mikaelson out of this fanfic. I love them both SO much but I know so much aren't their biggest fans so they're gonna sit this one out. Enjoy!
Klaus adjusted his tie once more and made his way down to the foyer where a few of the vampires had already arrived. They all looked at him as he made his way down and he greeted them with a smile and insisted they helped themselves to the catering and free drinks.
He grabbed a glass of champagne and stood there, looking around his home. Studying the faces of his people and listening to their conversations. He was in his own little bubble until Elijah approached him.
"Why don't you go and socialize with your people? A little communication goes a long way Niklaus." Elijah insisted, taking his own glass of champagne.
"I can assure you, this night will go a lot smoother if I don't communicate with them. Just let them enjoy their free food then send them on their way." Klaus said, making no move to talk to them. Elijah didn't say anything; he just mentally sighed and took a sip of his expensive champagne.
An hour into the party, things were progressing well. More vampires had shown up and they seemed to be enjoying their night, socializing with one another as well as Elijah. Now and then someone would pick conversation up with Klaus and things went smoothly. Klaus was in the middle of talking to Marcel when he saw Rebekah make her way down the stairs. She looked beautiful as ever and a shock of protectiveness overcame Klaus when he saw some of the male vampires staring at her. Marcel admired her for a few seconds before returning his attention to Klaus, he knew better than to stare at her for more than 5 seconds around Nik.
Rebekah paid no mind to her admirers, she just simply walked passed them and joined Nik. He noticed her looking around, like she was keeping an eye out for someone.
"Expecting someone, sister?" Klaus asked her, his own eyes scanning their home.
"Yes actually. A friend and before you say anything, yes, I do have a friend and she'll be here any minute. I'm just keeping a look out for her." Rebekah explained. Priscilla had given her a text that she was just leaving her hotel so she was soon to arrive. Marcel heard what Rebekah had said and something told him that Rebekah knew Priscilla was back in town and she was the friend she was expecting.
"Well I'm going to go and mingle about." Marcel smiled, making quick eye contact with Rebekah before he left. It was something they always used to do back in the day when they wanted to sneak off and be with each other. Rebekah understood the hint and stayed with Klaus for a few minutes before excusing herself to touch up her makeup.
Rebekah made her way upstairs and into her bedroom where she knew she would find Marcel.
"What's going on?" Rebekah asked him, concerned.
"You tell me. You're the one expecting a friend." Marcel replied. That was all Rebekah needed to understand what he was talking about.
"You know she's back. When did you find out?" She asked him.
"One of my boys informed me about a new vamp in town and then I saw her in the bar earlier today." Marcel explained, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"That's right…she did mention that you invited her here tonight…and you didn't think to tell me?" Rebekah said, feeling annoyed that Marcel didn't inform her on Priscilla's return.
"I figured it was best to let her find you on her own. Last time I spoke to her she was pretty shaken up about seeing Klaus again so I just let her do things on her time." He said, watching Rebekah as she took a seat on the end of her bed.
"I have no idea how he's going to react…I mean all this time he thought she was dead or had moved on with someone else. You didn't see him after we ran Marcel…he was mourning the loss of you and her at the same time…in all my years with Nik, I've never seen him that broken before. He just destroyed everything in sight and at one point I thought I'd never get my brother back…" Rebekah said, remembering back to the days after they had fled New Orleans.
Flashback
"Nik stop it!" Rebekah pleaded with her brother. Just a few hours before, their home was destroyed and they watched as it burnt down, taking people they loved and cared for down with it. All thanks to their father. The two siblings didn't know where Elijah was, he had stayed behind to stall their father but neither of them knew if he had met his fate by the white oak stake.
They had managed to make it to Memphis before they found some place to settle and gather their thoughts. Neither of them cared that they were sitting in a small budget hotel room…it was shelter. Rebekah has calmed herself down just a bit but Klaus was nowhere near calm. He shredded that room to pieces, cursing his father out with every word he could think of. Angry tears rolled down his cheeks as he destroyed everything. He called out Marcel's name with anger but he screamed Priscilla's name with such pain, Rebekah felt it. The one time in Niklaus's life where he knew true happiness and it was taken away from him…Rebekah knew it was all her fault though. In the spur of the moment, she brought Mikael to New Orleans. Even when Klaus was happy with Priscilla, he still didn't approve of Rebekah and Marcel's love for one another. So she found a witch and had her perform a spell to bring Mikael to their home.
At the moment Rebekah didn't care that Mikael could kill Klaus and Priscilla would suffer as well as Elijah. She hated the fact that everyone could be happy and in love and she couldn't…then when Klaus gave her permission to be with Marcel it was too late and Mikael was already on his way. So Rebekah just watched as Klaus grieved. She made no move to comfort him because it wouldn't help, she knew it was best to just let him mourn in his way. She only hoped that he wouldn't find out the truth because if he did…not even god himself could save her from his rath.
Rebekah shook herself out of the memory. She needed to focus on what was happening now and not what happened all those years ago. Marcel went to make a move to comfort Rebekah but he decided against it. Their relationship was complicated and he didn't want to make things worse by comforting her…it would only lead to memories which would lead to feelings.
"Everything's going to be okay. We'll just need to give them time to catch up…whatever happens between them, we need to stay out of it." Marcel told Rebekah. She said nothing in return, she just silently agreed.
Priscilla checked out her appearance once more before picking up her clutch bag and leaving her hotel room. She walked out of the hotel room looking like a vixen. Her hair was styled into curls that was pinned up slightly and she was wearing a red cocktail dress that hugged her curves, paired with black stilettos.
She sent Rebekah a quick text letting her know she was on her way and walked through busy New Orleans to the place she once called home.
At this point Priscilla didn't know what to feel. She was excited but nervous and a little bit angry. The whole time she was getting ready, she kept thinking about how he left her and the more she thought about it, the more it angered her. She had to down a few shots of whiskey to calm herself; the last thing she wanted was to get into a heated argument with him. They argued plenty over the years they were together. They would throw stuff, yell curse words at each other but most times the argument would get so heated and passionate that it just turned into angry sex which was always her favorite.
Priscilla smiled at the memory and soon her destination came into view. All of a sudden she had butterflies in her stomach but she kept walking. Just before she went to open big wooden doors, she checked her hair once more and her makeup, took a deep breath and made her way in.
It was just like she remembered. Of course there were a few changes here and there but it was still the place she loved. Priscilla shook off the nerves and threw her confidence on. She walked further into the home, swaying her hips, attracting attention from the vampires. She guessed she was the only one who wore color that night since almost everyone was in darker colors. She didn't mind, she loved to make a dramatic entrance.
Her green eyes scanned the crowd and they landed on Elijah who was currently talking to another vampire but had stopped and saw who everyone was staring at. He looked completely shocked and Priscilla just sent a kind smile his way, she looked up and saw Rebekah and Marcel looking down at her and smiling. Just as she was about to walk towards Elijah she felt a presence behind her. Her mouth went dry instantly when she heard him say her name.
"Cilla…" If it wasn't for her vampire hearing, she wouldn't have been able to have heard him say the nickname he had always called her. She slowly turned around and finally…after all those years, she was face to face with him. She just stared into his blue eyes, wanting nothing more than to fall into his arms like she was in some cheesy romance movie. But she just took a shaky breath and smiled.
"Hi…" She whispered back. Her confidence gone; now she was just a normal girl feeling nervous. They didn't say anything else, they just stared at each other. What was there to say? Soon the silence became awkward and Elijah swooped in and broke it. He told everyone to continue on with their night and enjoy themselves. Once the sound of people's voices broke the silence, Elijah approached Klaus and Priscilla.
"I think we should go upstairs." He said, the two of them agreed and made their way up to the office. Rebekah and Marcel followed behind. Priscilla didn't sit down, she couldn't. She just stood there, trying to think of what to say in her mind. She had thought about what she was going to say for so long and now that she was actually here in front of him, her mind had gone completely blank.
Marcel closed the door after himself and Rebekah and the silence was back. Priscilla couldn't stand it. She looked up at Rebekah who gave her a reassuring nod and with that she opened her mouth to speak.
"I'm sure you have a lot of questions." Priscilla began. Looking at Klaus who was looking at her again, she couldn't read his expression and this scared her. Klaus didn't say anything so Priscilla continued.
"I honestly don't know what to say myself…this is harder than what I had expected." Priscilla admitted. Even Elijah was silent; she looked around the room at their faces and just prayed someone would say something.
"How long have you been back?" Klaus finally spoke. Priscilla looked at him and tried to focus on his question.
"I got here this morning…" Priscilla answered. She was about to continue but Klaus interrupted her.
"Why?" He asked, Priscilla looked at him in confusion.
"Why what?" She asked him, she didn't like the look on his face.
"Why did you come back?" He asked, his teeth gritting. His reaction puzzled Priscilla. She knew he wasn't going to greet her with smiles and kisses because there were a lot of unanswered questions but this wasn't what she had expected.
"Because this was my home too…and I heard you were back and I had to come back. I've been looking for you for years." Priscilla said, taking a step towards him but he took a step back. His cold eyes met hers.
"I know." He said in a dark tone. Priscilla was going to question him but it suddenly dawned on her and her face fell.
"Wait...you know I've been searching for you this entire time?" Priscilla asked him. Her voice rising. " I don't understand…why did you keep running then?" She added.
"Isn't it obvious? I didn't want you to find me." He said bluntly.
I had to end it here. I needed to save somethings for the next chapter so this is the chapter for today. Hope you enjoy it and thank you for all the favorites and followers! Please review though because it's great to hear from you guys and read the feedback :)