𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ

𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗼𝘂𝘀

In the speakeasy he and his sister were visiting for the last few night, and already made a great friend, he was sipping his martini as his eyes were closely watching his sister and her beloved Stefan. He was lacking too much emotion for a girl who was devoted to him, and that was something Klaus did not like, nor he made an attempt to stop his sister to fall in love. She was not a child, not anymore.

There was not anything exactly catching his attention, not a voice, not a dress, not a smell; it was a boring night, it felt like it was going to be a long and boring night. Rebekah was going to have her fun with Stefan, he was going to sit in his seat and enjoy his blood source for the night till he eventually got bored.

Same repetitive cycle was boring him, sure Chicago was fun and blast and all but he craved for something different; perhaps someone different, perhaps someone to make him feel the same way that Stefan was making Rebekah feel. It had been so long, so long with hatred in his heart consuming it and never leaving a room for love.

When was the last time he felt love? He tried to recall, nine centuries ago, it had been so long. He had to figure out how to feel that warmness again, and he was not aware that it was not something he could find on his own. He needed something to alarm his heart and surrender his soul, perhaps he needed someone.

Elena was fifteen when she found herself in the speakeasy for the first time in her life. War had taken her father and her uncle as well as her older brother. She had to work in order to look after her younger brother. Her late mother had always been saying that she had the voice of angels, and maybe in order to honor her memory, she applied for the job when they told her that they were looking for a soloist.

Gloria, the owner of the speakeasy, fell in love with her voice and the way she was fitting into the stage so effortlessly yet so naturally. Even after four years, Elena could still remember how impressed Gloria was, the witch gave the job to her without even a doubting moment.

And she had been away for the last two weeks, enrolling his brother in medical school he got accepted recently. She was glad he was going to have a great life after all the obstacles they faced together when they were younger.

Nineteen years old Elena wore her best dress for her return after two weeks, did her make up and put a lot of effort in her hair. After three hours of work, she looked like a piece of art. She smiled to her reflection, she loved her job. She fixed her make up one more time as her door got knocked, signaling her that it was the time for her to perform.

Gloria grabbed the microphone to her right hand as her left hand was holding her drink. "My permanent guests might have realized that one of my best girls was away for a few days" Klaus would not care maybe if the crowds did not cheer loudly. He turned his head to the stage, listening Gloria carefully. "Ah! She finally speared us from our misery and came back to her home!"

The crowd applauded and some let out whistles. Klaus frowned, who was that girl captivated everyone in the speakeasy? "Ladies and gentlemen, Elena Gilbert!" The lights went dimmer, like they were saluting the singer was about to come.

A brunette with silky brown hair and thin figure walked to the stage, causing everyone to cheer. Klaus was stunned by her beauty, she was exquisite. He could sit there and watch her till the end of his life.

And her voice, oh, it was something else. The way she hit the high notes, the way she used her breath and controlled it so naturally. Klaus was in awe, simply, this girl was something else.

The way her hands were wrapped around the microphone as she slowly swayed, the way her hips moved, the way her lips moved; this girl looked like a goddess under the dim lighting of the stage.