The Balance

Chapter 8

Caroline has been keeping me very informed about her quality time with Tyler. I haven't seen Tyler in a few days, last I heard Mr. Forbes was helping him break his sire bond. I also heard Mr. Forbes ended up in the hospital from Tyler transitioning and attack him.

I am sitting in the living room watching some awful reality tv show, Damon and Stefan walk in. I tense up at the sight of Stefan, I have been avoiding him for the past few days since he tried to drive me off the bridge.

Damon shuts the television off, "Get dressed. We're going out."

"With him? Yeah, sorry, not interested." I reach for the remote again.

"I didn't ask. Elijah and I have scheduled a very old-fashioned sit-down with you, me, Stefan, and Klaus."

"Why do I need to be there?" I question, avoiding eye contact with Stefan.

"Because little sis, Elijah request you to be there." Damon, yanks me off the couch, "All we're doing is buying a little time to give our wicked witches a chance to pop the top off the coffin."

"So, that's your, uh, plan? Stall Klaus?" Stefan finally speaks.

Damon turns his attention to Stefan, "If you didn't go postal on his hybrids, then maybe we'd have some options."

"So you unleashed an Original to help him out?" I point out.

"Undaggering Elijah was smart," Damon looks between me and Stefan, "Are you kidding me? After what Klaus did to him? He's in vengeance mode. It's perfect."

I shake my head, knowing the true bond Elijah and Klaus share, "There's nothing smart about trusting Elijah, Damon."

"I agree with her," Stefan looks at me, "he screwed us over the last time he promised to help us kill Klaus."

"Yeah, the way you've been acting, I trust him about as much as I trust you," Damon replies.

I bite my lip as I realize I am in the same boat as Damon, not trusting Stefan.

"Well I guess that goes both ways, doesn't it?" Stefan raises an eye brow at Damon.

Confusion arises as I process what he means, "What?"

Damon waves him off, "Oh, yes...this is about me kissing Elena. Just remember, if it wasn't for Klaus, you would have never become such a dick and that kiss would never have happened. So get ready and get happy. We're going to negotiate a fake truce and I don't want your attitude."
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We arrive at Klau's new mansion, Elijah opens the door, and I shift my weight as I smooth my red strapless dress.

"Niklaus, our guests have arrived." I peer in and see two female servants standing in the room, the table is set and there's food on it. "Damon. Stefan. Elijah tells me, you seek an audience." He pauses when he notices me, "Very bold. Let's discuss the terms of our agreement like civilized men, shall we?"

Elijah grabs my hand leading the way, whispering in my ear, "It's better to indulge him."

I can feel Klaus's gaze on me, and anxiety begins to rise as I remember Stefan saying I am Klaus's weakness. We sit at the table and everyone except Stefan eats and drinks. One of the servants pours Damon some wine, then offers some to me.

"Love," Klaus stops her, "none for her please."

"Actually," I glare at him, "I would love a glass."

She hesitates, but Klaus waves a hand at her to just do it. I take a long sip, "thank you."

"You lost your appetite." Klaus eyes Stefan.