Whatever It Takes | Klaus Mikaelson (Discontinued)

twenty three

"I did everything you asked. I joined your stupid cult, I left my friends in the dust because that's what you needed!" Marcel cried.

"Marcel.." I lowly
spoke, sniffling.

"I fought for Ella! I kept white oak from piercing your cold, black heart. I did everything!"

"We know." Klaus whispered.

"No, you don't.."

"Marcel, he had no choice." Elijah said.

Marcel scoffed.

"Oh, they were right about you. Yeah. Aurora, Tristan, Lucien. Anybody who's not your family is nothing to you. Nothing!"

"Marcellus, you are family."

"No, I'm not. Not anymore. Never again. I am not your family."

"Marcel, come on." Klaus begged.

"No!"

He tightened his grip on the Bourbon bottle, walking out of the room. I turned to the boys, shaking my head.

"I think you need to leave."

"He just needs-"

I stopped Klaus.

"He doesn't need the people who have always caused him pain. Leave.."

"Love, he shouldn't be alone to sulk-"

"Get out Klaus. He doesn't need you, he needs space. You will only continue to anger him so leave."

Without protesting, they turned on their heels, leaving. I followed Marcel's footsteps, stopping in the other room.

He sat on the small stool, crying. I walked over, pulling his head into my stomach and wrapping my arms around his head.

After a while, he pulled himself together. I felt awful for him, knowing how I felt almost losing him.

"Hello, Vincent." I greeted the witch as he entered.

"Hi, Mia. Do you mind if I talk to Marcel real quick?"

"Go ahead."

I stepped outside, enjoying the nice breeze on my face. My phone vibrated with a message from Klaus.

The video showed Ella sitting in the middle of the bed, mumbling gibberish.

I gasped, hearing some clear words. My heart fluttered, wanting to hold my baby in my arms right now. I went back in once Vincent came out, nodding to me then leaving.

"What are you still doing here?" Marcel questioned.

"You just lost your daughter, Marcel. I know how I'd feel if someone took Ella away from me. I'm not leaving you alone."

"Fine.."

That night, Marcel did nothing but cried.