Hi guys! First off...I'm so sorry for how long it took me to update. I think it's just going to take me a while to update with summer around the corner and my new job. But, if this shows you anything...I haven't given up on the story. =)
I hope you like this chapter. It's pretty silly and lots of girl talk!
It's an average night at the local bar as the girls find their way through the crowd to a nearby booth. They don't consider themselves partiers by any means, but when they do venture out this is usually the place. Its low key atmosphere, and live music makes for a comfortable evening of cheap entertainment and even cheaper debauchery thanks to its awesome happy hour prices.
Caroline sees a few familiar faces, and smiles and waves when they acknowledge her and Katherine. The girls have started to gain a few local regulars at the lingerie shop and have definitely earned a place in the hearts of a few happy husbands/boyfriends in the process. One of those familiar faces heads in their direction with a tray in her hand and reaches in her apron to toss a few coasters on the table. "How's the lingerie life?"
"Hey Anna," Caroline says, "haven't seen you around the shop much. Don't tell me Vaughn's gotten tired of your little satin surprises." Caroline gives the small girl a knowing smile and a wink. Every time Anna's come in she's picked out something new for her boyfriend, and every time she's returned she's more excited than the last. No need to ask where she gets the pep in her step, Kat and Caroline are all too familiar with the afterglow of a brand new pair of panties. However, this time, Anna's shoulders slump and she sighs heavily.
"Ugh, don't even get me started," she huffs. "Turns out Vaughn liked the lingerie on the slut that lived next door to him more than on me."
"Oh my God!"
"No," Caroline says in disbelief.
"What a cocksucker!" Kat tells her and pats Anna's arm. "You want me to take him out?" she offers. "Cause, I know people."
"Oh Lord, Katherine," Caroline rolls her eyes. "Your uncle Boris doesn't count, no matter how many men you say he's killed."
"I'm just sayin'," she shrugs, "you mess with a Petrova and you get your man pouch handed to you on a silver platter."
"As much as I appreciate the gesture," Anna begins with a chuckle, "I'm really not all that bothered by it. He was a loser."
"Well, if you ever decide the world would be a better place without any of his offspring running around, you just let me know."
"Will do," Anna smirks. "So, what can I get you girls?"
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After Anna returns with their drinks, along with a large plate of nachos, they dive right into the events of the evening. So many questions are lingering at the tip of Caroline and Kat's tongues. It isn't everyday that something like that happens, and Kat isn't about to let Bonnie get away without an explanation.
"I have to admit," Kat starts in on Bonnie and Rebekah, "that kiss was pretty unbelievable!" Kat takes an extra cheesy chip and pops it into her mouth. "You had every nerd in that shop standing in their own puddle of drool."
Bonnie lowers her chin and smirks over at Rebekah, the shy Bonnie making a brief appearance once again. She takes a small sip of her rum and coke before grabbing hold of Rebekah's hand.
Rebekah tenses for a moment, she is unaccustomed to the simple gesture from her friend, but then relaxes before entwining her fingers with Bonnie's. She's still not sure if this is something that she wants, but the kiss was really good and images of her high school friend Rose's perky lips keep flashing through her mind.
"So, you really don't like Kol," Caroline glances back and forth between the girls, still trying to figure out how she could've missed it. But then she reminds herself of Damon and how her gaydar was waaaay off then, so there's no reason why it couldn't be again.
"Oh, I like Kol," Bonnie says without blinking and takes another sip of her cocktail. "A lot actually." She glances at the table where she sets her drink and then stares off in no particular direction. She familiarizes herself momentarily with the old familiar feeling of rejection. Too many times she's heard Kol talk about the new sexy clerk at the supermarket, or the new barista at the coffee stand, or the same barely dressed jogger that runs by every evening. Even the woman that breastfeeds across the street gets more sexual attention from him than Bonnie ever did. So it was exhilarating to have that same familiar look casted over her, drinking her in and wanting to do all those things to her she's heard him say he'd do to other women.
Then she saw Bekah, who looked half excited and half sad as she approached Kol. Her best friend that had always been there for her and made her feel special compared to the guy next to her who only just noticed her. It wasn't that she had chosen Bekah over Kol, it was that, in that moment, she preferred to show Bekah how much she appreciated her friendship rather than give Kol exactly what he wanted.
Bonnie takes a ragged breath through her nostrils and shakes her head, bringing herself back to the present. She looks at Rebekah who is tilting her head with her brows furrowed in confusion.
"But..." she begins. "But you kissed me."
"I did."
"Like...kissed me, Bon."
"Yes, and you kissed me back Rebekah," she wiggles her eyebrows at her.
"Well...yeah," she says shyly. "But if you like Kol why did you kiss me?"
"Rebekah, you know your brother as well as I do. Did you really think that I would make this easy on him?"
It's clear to Bonnie that they still didn't understand her intentions and so she tries again. "Kol likes me too, he just didn't know it until he saw me looking like this," she says and gestures at her new look. "But, I'm not about to give into him. I'm not about to let him have me just because I changed into an image that he can accept. He needs to be..."
"Jealous," Caroline finishes her sentence and Bonnie nods.
It's taking Rebekah a little too long to put the pieces together but when the dots finally connect her face lights up as if an imaginary light bulb just flicked on above her head. "You...you kissed me to make him jealous," she says and lets out a sigh of relief. "Oh thank God!"
"Hey," Bonnie feigns offense and nudges her friend.
"What? I mean, besides the fact that you had me questioning my sexuality for a moment there, I gotta be honest..." Rebekah takes a deep breath before finishing her thought. "I like penis!"
"Yeah you do!" Kat nods and lifts her glass toward Rebekah. Rebekah glass clinks against Katherine's and the table uproars into laughter.
"Your brother's penis," Caroline reminds Kat, which leaves the feisty brunette speechless and Caroline takes her own turn clinking her glass against Rebekah's.
"And what a glorious penis it is," Rebekah purrs leaving Katherine in shivers and the rest of the girls in stitches.
"Ha. ha," Kat says flatly, "might I remind you that you have two ladies here and possibly a third," she winks at Bonnie, "who have slept with your brothers?" This quiets Rebekah quickly but Kat doesn't stop, and she turns to the bubbly blonde beside her, "Hey Caroline, why don't you let Bekah know how you let the Boy Wonder put his robin in your nest again?"
"Oh my God," Rebekah bursts out in laughter, too amused by the euphemism to be upset with Kat. "That's just wrong."
"No, what's wrong is letting Batman discover your dark, wet cave, isn't that right Caroline?"
"Eww," Caroline says, trying not to act amused by her friend's little game but can't help but join in the laughter when Bonnie pipes up with one of her own.
"Hey Caroline, please tell me you made Aquaman suit up before he swam upstream?"
"Good one." Kat snorts with laughter and slaps a hand on the table, her brown curls dancing around her face as she rocks back and forth in her seat. She composes herself, wiping a stray tear from her eye; careful not to smudge her mascara. "We should be writing these down!"
"Hey Kat, can I ask you a question?" Rebekah asks after her own fit of giggles wanes.
"Shoot!" she tells her and pops a loaded chip in her mouth.
"How in the world did you and Elijah even happen?"
"Ya got me," Katherine shrugs. "We just get each other, I suppose."
Rebekah takes a sip of her spritzer and continues. "I mean, I'm grateful that he found someone, it's just...you have to imagine how surprised we were when we found out about you."
"Yeah, Elijah's sexuality was touch and go there for a while," Bonnie interjects and leans forward to claim a nacho. "You know...with his love for all things suits and his genuine disinterest in the female population."
Katherine laughs, "Well believe me, when the suit comes off his interest in this woman," she points to herself, "leaves me weak in the knees and wet as a whistle."
"Good God," Bekah slaps her hand to her forehead. "I'm sorry I asked."
Katherine shrugs, "Just tellin' it like it is." She pops a single jalapeno in her mouth and takes a swig of her drink before turning to Caroline. "Enough about me though, I want to hear how last night went."
"Oh, it was good...it was really good."
"Oh yeah?" Kat wiggles her eyebrows. "How good?"
Caroline drifts away toward the memory of Klaus frantically flipping her over on her knees and taking her from behind. His strong hand clutched in her hair and his other one grabbing hold of her ass. His hot and wet kisses on her neck while he pressed himself flush against her back and ran his hands between her legs. The taste of his pillow as she bit into it to muffle the orgasmic scream that ripped through her. Caroline's cheeks went pink as the memory of last night started a familiar flutter in her stomach and a tingle in her toes.
"Let me put it this way?" Caroline takes a sip of her drink and puts it down on the table. "The God of Thunder hammered the shit out of Emma Frost."
"Too much!" Rebekah puts a hand up and waves away the unpleasant thought.
"Yeah he did!" Kat giggles and her and Bonnie clink their glasses to Caroline's.
"Anna, a round of shots please?" Bekah hollers to the waitress.
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"Okay, but seriously though," Kat slurs and hiccups, leaning back in her seat. "That kiss was way too hot to not be real."
Bonnie looks at Kat and smiles, the alcohol causing a warm tingle to settle in her cheeks. "It was real. There isn't anyone I love more than Bekah, but that doesn't mean I'm in love with Bekah." She looks over at her friend again and places her hand on her cheek. "You always -hiccup- made me feel beautiful no matter what I looked like."
"That's because you are beautiful, and I love you too." Rebekah presses her forehead against Bonnie's and the two girls spend a moment looking fondly into each other's drunken expressions.
"It worked though," Caroline interjects.
"What worked?"
"Making Kol jealous," Caroline nods heavily, the alcohol sloshing around as her head bobs up and down. "Kol looked completely dumbfounded."
"The entire room looked dumbfounded," Kat chuckles.
"So, what are you going to do now?" Caroline asks Bonnie and leans forward to hear her master plan.
"To sit back and let Kol come to me," she smirks and raises her remaining shot in the air.
"And you think that'll work?"
"Yes," Bonnie and Rebekah say in unison.
"To deception!"
"To penises!"
"To suits and ties!"
"To the God of Thunder!"
Clink.
I would just like to end this by saying that this chapter is the reason that I had a hard time updating this story. I knew what I wanted to say and do but I also knew that it was going to split my readers down the middle. Let me remind you that, as much as I loooove writing Kalijah/Kennett/Bonekah/Beremy, etc...this really is a Klaroline story, so I ask that you not get too wrapped up in who I've paired with who. This story is supposed to first and foremost, make you laugh...if I haven't done that, than I'm sorry...but I hope that's what most of you tune into my updates for. To get a nice giggle...not to get completely consumed by a subplot from the story.
Let me also add that Bekah is just fine! Trust me...she's got some love and kisses coming her way! Kennett's going to take a back burner for a while, and I'll most definitely have some good Kalijah moments...cause if Klaroline is my main couple, they are my number one sub couple...like my Rogue/Gambit to my Jean Grey/Cyclops. I looove them and I'll write about them almost as much as Klaroline.
With that said, as always, let me know what you think in a review and don't forget to follow me on Tumblr at jomosfamilyjewels.
xoxo.