The Woman In Black & Blue

Chapter 7: The Nonsense of His Dedecus

A/N: The plot of the story has been changed just a bit. Instead of not remembering the lady in blue's name, they won't remember her entirely. Previous chapters have been altered to fit this change.

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Dēdecus ( Latin Noun ): Disgrace, dishonor, infamy, shame, discredit.

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2020, New Orleans, Louisiana

( The Next Day )

( Rebekah's POV )

The New Orleans sun broke through my light colored curtains and the sound of birds chirping and jazz playing could be heard. I sat up and stretched, my bones popping. I removed the blanket from my body and made my way over to my closet, pulling out my clothes for the day. I pushed open the bathroom door and tossed my clothes onto the counter before walking over to the shower and running the water.

I stripped myself of my night clothes and stepped inside, the warm water hitting my skin. I closed my eyes and leaned back onto the shower wall behind me, the chill of the wall colliding with the warmth of the water and sending a chill down my spine.

My mind slowly drifted from present to past events as my entire body slid down the shower wall until I was on the floor, eyes closed, dizzy. I had been feeling this way for a couple of days, I would get slightly woozy, close my eyes, and things would pop into my head like I was trying to remember something. Today was no different.

hair,

skin,

eyes...

I would get the same 3 things everytime, not like it mattered. It seemed as if my brain was trying to obtain a loss memory from a unknown time, one that most likely wouldn't return, at least not for a while. It was alright, despite the nausea and the headaches I would get, these random traits would give me a moment of pea-

" REBEKAH "!

A moment of peace interrupted...

I turned the shower off and stepped out, drying myself off. I threw my towel down onto the counter and just stood there, staring at myself in the mirror. My breath was a little raggedy, which was slightly worrying, but I'll be fine.

" REBEKAH "!

" GIVE ME A SECOND, NIK "! I responded to my brother's absurd yelling. Bloody hell. I love my him, I really do, but he was making my headache worse. I hesitantly pushed myself up from the counter and slowly got dressed. I stared at myself in the mirror for a few more seconds before leaving and heading to wherever the hell Nik was.

I walked into the kitchen to be met with the angry face of Nik and the slightly worried faces of the rest of the family. " What the bloody hell are you staring for "? I asked. I knew I was gorgeous, but still. They all just stared at me, not saying anything as I walked past and to the fridge, pulling out a blood bag; which confused me on why it was in the fridge when most of us either had our own stash or just took from the source, but I wasn't complaining. I was hungry. Nik was the first to speak and quite literally the only voice I had heard this morning.

" Do you have any idea what time it is "? He questioned me. Why the hell would he be asking me that, and in that parenting voice we grew up with and the one he used with Hope. I chuckled and looked at him. " Are you serious "? I had taken the blood bag out of my mouth as it had started to grow a bitter taste. His expression had changed to match the rest of our family. Alright so he was serious. " You already have a child Nik, there's no need to hassle me ". I looked away from him and back at the not even half empty bag of blood. My stomach started to churn and a sort of sickness washed over me as I pushed the bag away.

Nik's expression returned to a scowl and that seemed to be everyone's cue to leave and go find something else to do, all except for Elijah who stayed far away, but close enough if something were to happen.

" I'm not hassling you, Rebekah. I'm just observing ". Nik spoke. I chuckled and starting lightly poking the bag in front of me. The room fell into another silence before Nik sat down in front of me with a strangely nervous expression. " Do you have any idea what time it is "? He asked. What the hell is he talking about? " Why would the time matter? I need my bloody beauty sleep ". I questioned him.

" Rebekah Mikaelson..." Nik scowled me. Alright, so now this is REALLY getting annoying. " Alright, so I wasn't the first person up this morning. Kol sleeps in all the time, I don't see you scolding him "! I raised my voice. This was tiring, he was tiring, and frankly I wasn't having it. He was treating my sleep schedule as some sort of inconvenience and a dedecus to him. " It's 3 p.m. ". I turned away from Nik and glared at Elijah. He raised his hands in the air. " I am not justifying Niklaus' attitude in any way, dear sister ". He said.

Nik turned his attention to our older brother, scowling at him. " She is a grown woman Niklaus, she can sleep as long as she wants ". Elijah said, causing me to chuckle a bit. Nik once again turned his head and glared at me. He then walked over to me and grabbed my wrist, pulling me up out of my chair. " Not when you're supposed to help me with something ". He said. I yanked my hand away and pushed him. " And here I thought you were worried about me ". I gave him a fake smile, him sending one back, before glaring at me. " You're a dick ". I said before walking out of the house and heading to the car.

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Elijah stared at his brother as the hybrid collected whatever the hell he needed for whatever the hell he was doing. Klaus was about a few inches from the door before Elijah spoke up. " Please keep an eye on her, Niklaus ". Klaus looked up at his older brother, seeming to try to find something snarky to say, but not being able to. " Of course ". He stated before heading out the door.

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A/N: This chapter was kind of nonsense, but I guess that was the title. It was also shorter than I would've liked.😅