Slow Burn [Klaus Mikaelson Story]

15. Lockwoods

"Isla you ready?" I hear Elena from the other side of my bedroom door.

"Yea" I reply, clipping the last pin in my hair. I quickly walk over to the full length mirror and do a little twirl to check everything is in place.

Lose strands fall on the side of my face and rest of my hair is neatly tied in a bun.

I open my door and I come face to face with Elena and she looks at me and opens her mouth but nothing comes out of it.

"Do I look okay?" I ask her shyly and she closes her mouth and nods her head.

"Come on let me see" Caroline walks in and her jaw immediately drops onto the floor.

"But the dress-"

"I forgot I had this" I simply shrug and walk outside closing the door behind me.

"Where did you get it?" She questions raising her brow.

"Why?"

"I just wanna know" she huffs out and I just shrug at her and walk downstairs. I grab my car keys from the table near the front door.

"Is anyone is gonna come with me?" I holler and I hear multiple no's.

"Okay" I shout back and walk outside.

Cold breeze hitting my exposed skin making me slightly shiver.

I fast walk towards my car and slide in. Sighing out in content as warm slowly takes over the cold.

I start my car and start to drive over to the Lockwood mansion.

I see the mansion lit up from miles away. I slowly slip out of my car and lock it behind me.

I start to walk towards the front entrance and my mouth slightly hang opens.

They are basically royals of this town but this is ridiculous.

I see almost whole town is here and they are all lining up to get in.

Did I need an invitation?

I shrug and walk towards the front door and get behind the sea of people. At a good pace people keep on entering the house.

And I see Mrs and Mr. Lockwood greeting guests.

I step in front of them and they give me a professional smile.

"And you are?" Mrs Lockwood trails.

"Right, I am Isla. Isla Gilbert" I give her a small smile and suddenly I am pulled into hug.

She lets go off of me but grabs my cheeks.

"Look at you, you've grown so beautiful. It's been what ten years since we last saw you" she coos at me.

"Please make yourself at home" she says placing her hand on back and slightly pushing me inside the house.

I roam around the area mindlessly when my eyes land on a parchment displayed in a glass case.

"Founders of Mystic Fall" I read. My eyes scan the name and they stop at Stefan and Damon Salvatore.

"All those years and one of them still acts like an arrogant brat" I mumble to myself.

"Ouch" I hear a very familiar voice.

I do a 180 and see Damon standing there with his hand on his heart.

His eyes takes in my appearance.

"I didn't know you can carry yourself like a girl" he mumbles still eyeing me.

I roll my eyes at him and turn around trying to walk away but his hand quickly catches mine and he turns me around.

"Listen I am really sorry for everything" he says clearly not meaning a single word of it.

"Good for you" I give him a tight smile and try to pry my wrist off of his grip.

Then suddenly he let go of my wrist and turns himself around, "Hello Brother" he says and I stand on my tip toe so I can look past Damon's shoulder, to see Stefan standing there with Elena next to him.

I mouth a 'thank you' to Stefan and quickly make a beeline for the exit.

I let out a breath when the chilly air hits my face.

I lean against the wall and see a Vicki Donavan with a kid from my literature class.

They both are sitting outside and I see Vicki's expression getting annoyed by the minute.

Suddenly she stands up and starts to walk towards the front entrance but the kid quickly catches her wrist stopping her. Then she stomps her feet on the ground and the kid tries to calm her but then Mrs. Lockwood comes and breaks their little banter.

So that must be Tyler Lockwood. The one who is stringing along Vicki, according to Jeremy.

Vicki bows her head down, gives a small smile to Mrs. Lockwood and walks off. Mrs. Lockwood says something to Tyler and she walks away as well.

"She said that this is want happens when you bring trash to the party."

I close my eyes in irritation and let out a huff.

"Leave me alone will you?" I question him and he raises his hands in surrender.

The suddenly he zoned out focusing on the front of lawn of the mansion. I try to see what he is looking at but I see nothing just blobs of lights.

I blink my eyes and turn towards him  to see that he is gone.

Good.

I walk back in and I see aunt Jenna talking with a dude. She seems pissed and the dude looks creepy. I fast walk towards them.

"Hey everything okay?" I interrupt whatever conversation they are having.

I see Jenna face relaxing and she nods at me.

"Yeah all good" she gives me a tight lip smile before walking away.

"You must be the oldest Gilbert, I am Logan Fell from the daily news" he says trying to gain my attention. I glance at him and give him a stiff nod.

"So I see Jenna hasn't told you about me" he says cockily.

"I don't see anything to be told about" I roll my eyes at him and I hear Jenna snicker.

"Ouch" he says with fake sadness but I can sense my comment pissed him off.

"Clearly you don't see the daily news" he says with a smirk.

Okay narcissistic bitch.

"Clearly because I don't care" I huff out.

"Why you little bitch" he hisses at me gripping my hand making me hiss in pain, I was about to yank my hand from his grip but someone else beats me to it. 

"Damon" I breath out and look at him. He grips Logan's hand and twists making Logan yelp like a girl, I let out a chuckle as I rub my wrist. He let go off his wrist and looks at me.

"Everything alright?" Damon asks me with genuine concern, surprising me at his concern. 

"Yeah, everything is fine just the little Gilbert here doesn't watch daily news I mean come on everyone here in mystic falls does" he takes a sip of his drink leaning against the table making me roll my eyes at him.

"I don't and I feel news are overrated. We've got cellphones" Damon says nonchalantly making me chuckle. And I see Logan's face dropping and fury takes over his features

"You little brats you don't have any idea how much-"

"Do you mind if I have this dance" Damon extends his arms towards me and I nod my head and loop my arm around his, completely ignoring Logan.

If it was a cartoon movie I could see steam coming out of his ears.

Alright Damon might not be a jerky asshole after all.

Maybe.

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