Philophobia: Mikaelson's Mate

Mikaelson Ball pt5

I follow Rebekah into the room, eager to get to know the her better. Upon entering the room, I quickly take note that's it's a bedroom, her bedroom.

I fake a shocked expression before gasping dramatically. "Damn Rebekah usually people at least buy me a drink before I end in their bedrooms. I get that we had chemistry and all in the hallway but wow."

"Haha" she says narrowing her eyes at me. She then closes the door behind me before we both sit on her bed. I then notice her glass of what I assume to be bourbon and the bottle. She then pours another glass for me. I manage to suppress the negative thoughts that alcohol brings. I take the glass when she hands it to me before she said: "What did my mother wish to speak with you about?"

ah fuck

"Some ancestors of mine she met on the other side" I lie. Her expression seemed unphased so I assume I kept my heart rate stable.

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After Rebekah and I talked for a while, she said that we should re-join the party now as they were about to do the champagne toast.

After gathering for Esther's speech about family or something like that, I made my way to the nearest room yet again. This room happened to be decorated with numerous paintings and other artworks. I found myself staring at a particular painting on one of walls which depicted a landscape. Art had always been one of my preferred ways to express myself.

I then heard someone enter the room and slowly walk up to me from behind before they ended up next to me. My peripheral vision managed to catch a glimpse of the man but I decided to keep standing front on.

After standing in silence for a few minutes I heard him say, "Beautiful, isn't it?"

ANOTHER HOT ACCENT

"All art is beautiful" I say, "Some works more than others, but there is always some form of beauty, you just have to find it."

"Spoken like a true artist" he said. I then noticed him turning to face me so I then mimicked his actions finally getting to see him in full. He had curly blonde hair and blue eyes. He was attractive to say the least.

ANOTHER HOT PERSON WITH AN ACCENT

"Do you paint?" He asked me. I then turned to look back at the painting. I had always painted. I found it a way to express myself and connect with my subconscious mind. Ric had even given me a room in our apartment to use as an art studio and study.

"A bit" I said. I never liked talking about my art with strangers. I have always found talking about my art to be a very personal and intimate gesture. "Do you?"

"Who do you think painted the work you are looking at, Love?" He retorted. 

He painted an artwork in the Mikaelson Mansion...

ANOTHER FUCKING MIKAELSON

I genuinely thought I met all of them except Niklaus.

I did meet all of them except Niklaus.

YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME

"I am Niklaus Mikaelson" he stated, "Feel free to call me Nik or Klaus, whichever you prefer."

Klaus
Klaus Mikaelson
Jenna
He killed Jenna

I tensed at the memory. 

"What is your name? Or would you prefer me to continue calling you Love?" He said smirking at me.

I felt my heart clench, he murdered my best friend. The only person who I have been open and honest with and now he was... flirting with me. I felt my magic trying to surface and my heart starting to race. My eyes drifted from the man in front of me to a spot on the floor. My magic was trying to break through, this wasn't an uncommon occurrence, but the strength that my magic was breaking through was beginning to over power me. Just as the lights began to flicker, there was a crashing sound right outside the door.

Klaus hadn't noticed my panic since he instantly became more focussed on the noise outside. I then heard an all too familiar voice.

Damon

Klaus and I then made eye contact before exiting the room together. I followed him to the steps of the mansion which revealed Damon standing over an unconscious Kol. On the steps with us, stood all of the other Mikaelson siblings, Stefan and Elena.

Damon, who stood at the base of the stairs, said, "Far be it for me to cause a problem" whilst making direct eye contact with Elena.

There is totally trouble in paradise

Damon then started walking away. Stefan turned around and walked past some of the Mikaelsons to reach me and said: "Please go and talk to him, he'll listen to you."

I nodded understandably before briskly walking after Damon. Once I caught up to him I said, "Care to elaborate on why you snapped original brother number 4's neck?"

"Not really" he said before stopping at his car. "Get in" he said.

"Yes sir" I said saluting him in the process he rolled his eyes at my antics.

We sat in silence until we stopped outside the outside the Salvatore Mansion. "Come on" he said as he got out of his car.

Once we were inside he poured two glasses of bourbon and handed me one.

"Sit down" he said gesturing to the couch he was sitting on.

"As much information as I am truly absorbing from this conversation where you don't seem to use words that contain more than 4 letters, can I ask what Elena did?" I say making the conclusion that his foul mood was linked to the Doppelgangers actions.

"She said that me loving her was a problem."

"At least she's finally acknowledged that you love her. That's an improvement from her awkward denial phase when she kept saying it was always gonna be Stefan or whatever."

After that Damon and I talked about how much Elena sucked before getting totally wasted.