blood & water || DISCONTINUED rebekah mikaelson

always & forever

Ocean POV
I'd like to believe that my life isn't sealed by fate. Growing up I'd always hear stories of the Mikaelson's. The infamous 5, Finn, Elijah, Niklaus, Kol and Rebekah. For years I'd searched for pictures of them, however it seemed they'd been erased from New Orleans history. Presumably by Marcel Gerard. I'd only seen Niklaus because of the picture hidden behind a bottle of scotch in my aunt's old shop. She'd said in the early 1900's she was a singer and well-acquainted with the big bad hybrid, that being her code for they slept together.
A lot of that runs in my family, love affairs with the Mikaelson's. Hell, I'm sure my grandma had mentioned something about the youngest brother Kol before. Personally I don't believe Mikaelson's are worthy of love and neither did my parents, so I guess we have that in common. Alisha had always thought otherwise. Even prior to discovering Elijah's true identity, we'd spoken about the family before. My opinions always being stronger than hers. She'd sympathised with them, claiming that they didn't choose to become the monsters they are. My mother disagreed, and her word was final in our house. She'd always tell us that they don't have to drink blood, they can choose to desiccate at any given time however because they are selfish, they never will. As always I agreed with her. I had to. She was my mother.

I can hear Alisha giggling in the other room. How could she be so selfish as to date a vampire? I grab my pillow and force it to both sides of my face, muffling her rather loud and incessant laughter. Groaning I flop onto my bed. I can't wait for Bekah to come over. One more hour. Maybe I should do my hair? I lazily grab my hair brush off my side table, slowly sitting up. Glass drops, it shatters as Alisha screams. I sprint to Alisha's room within what feels like an hour. Slowly looking down at the mess on the floor and a now crying Alisha.

"Elijah you piece of shit! What did you do my sister?" I yell.

Before he can even reply Alisha cuts in.
"He didn't do anything" she smiles, tears still running down her face.

Does this bitch not realise she's borderline sobbing?
"Are you on drugs? Seriously Lish what the fuck? Elijah answer my question"

"Well Ocean, I just asked your sister to"
Please God don't do this to me.
"Move in with me"
What. The. Fuck.

"No. Alisha are you actually stupid? You are sobbing because he asked you to move into a house full of vampires?"

"Can't you be happy for me? I'm sorry your last boy toy ended up being a bitch but surprise! Not all vampires are like Marcel Gerard" Alisha says quietly, I was conflicted by the tone in her voice. Am I meant to feel bad?

"Not all vampires are like Marcel Gerard" I mock, continuing my fury based word vomit.
"I'm sorry if you're unaware but there's like a 1 in 5 chance the man your sleeping with decided 'wow let's turn this piece of shit into a vampire!' and judging by the fact he listens to Frank Ocean, he's probably slept with him too!"
(a.n: gay people 🤝 frank ocean. sorry i don't make the rules)

Elijah just chuckles and I think that infuriates me more. He looks at me, waiting intently for what I'm about to say next.

"Leave now Elijah" is all I manage to say. I'd hate to admit it but I'm worn out and I just want him to go.

I don't see him leave but I do hear the quick air brush past me.

"Ocean what the hell was that?"

"You shouldn't date him. I don't want to argue, I just want to make sure you're safe" I say quickly, slumping down on the bed next to her.

She quickly stands up.
"No! No. Ocean you do not get to make that decision for me. He can control his blood lust, he's respectful even when your being a complete bitch and he loves me. Is that concept so hard to grasp?" She yells.

"Yes it is. He's a vampire Alisha. A killer. His kind is why you didn't get to spend your 21st birthday with our parents"

I watched her whole demeanour change. Slightly slumping, yet remaining firm.

"Wow." was all she managed to reply.

"Wow? No you don't get to just wow me. You need to let him go, seriously"

I see the anger in her eyes flicker like an old light bulb. Her energy shifts from annoyed to furious. 

"Could you be more self-centred? I love him. Why should I give him up?" she pauses, dropping her phone onto her bedside table.

"You're so selfish Ocean. You can run around with Marcel even after Mom and Dad die but I can't be with a different vampire? I saw the way you looked at him that night of the party. You still love him. But apparently it's a crime for me to love a man that had NOTHING to do with our parents?" she yells.

I just stare into her eyes. Emptiness. She meant every word she said to me and I hate it. I hate how easy that all came to her. I'm not in the wrong. I just want to protect my sister because I couldn't protect my parents. I trusted a vampire and it led to my parents death. The sweet, caring people that would sit around the table and tell us stories about their youth, the ones that tucked us in at night, the ones that warned us about vampires, dead. It was my fault. I can't let her go through that heartbreak too, it'd kill her. Hell, it nearly killed me.

There's no getting through to her. However that doesn't mean I won't protect her. Always & Forever.
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3rd Person POV

The sisters remained distant that afternoon, stealing deathly glances at one another as they strode past. If looks could kill, the Dubois sisters would be murderers. Alisha silently agreed with Ocean on the part of how dangerous it would be to live with her boyfriend as of now. Especially considering the borderline psychotic antics Klaus is famous for. She decided to prolong the idea and save it for hopefully the near future. Elijah was disapointed however, he understood. A slightly timid Rebekah stood outside, calming her nerves. She heard about the fight, she was leaving as Elijah reached the Compound and of course he filled his sister in. She had to act oblivious to everything, which usually would be an easy feat for Rebekah Mikaelson... but this was Rebekah Salvatore. The sweet, ex-witch who went on coffee dates with the youngest Dubois. The girl who would smile at her phone upon seeing Ocean's name and then resume to her usual resting bitch face as Niklaus made yet another arrogant joke. The girl who just wanted a normal life. It was hard for this new personality to lie, especially to Ocean, but Rebekah knew it was for the greater good. She smiled at the thought of seeing Ocean's face again even though they'd only been apart for a few days. Three if you were counting, Rebekah definitely was.

"Now baby why are you standing outside in this cold weather, oh come on" Grandma Dubois said, attempting to usher the blonde girl inside.

She'd realised when Rebekah couldn't quite get through the door that she wasn't exactly an ex-witch. It's also when she realised she wasn't hallucinating, she'd known the girl a long time ago.

"Now I was wondering when I'd see you again. Summer 45', you'd come back here looking for Marcellus and well me and Kol had... yknow?" the older woman laughed, slightly embarrased that she'd slept with her soon to be granddaughter-in-laws older brother.

"Evangeline?" The now nervous girl whispered. She'd been caught. In a matter of time everything would crumble. There's no way Ocean's grandmother would keep this from her. She was totally fucked.

AN: i literally don't know what i'm doing 😃 there's a lot of plot holes i'm trying to fill but next chapter will be focused around Bex AND Ocean. i'm building Oceans character so i'm sorry if it's a bit boring yall 😟
ANYWAYSSS thank you sm for reading so far!