I sit in my living room with Elijah, Daphne, Jenna, Patrick, Jeremy, Bonnie, Atlas, and Caroline. Bonnie's plan was successful, which I am grateful for. Caroline suggested we all play a game, so now we are gathered around the coffee table playing Uno. "Uno," I call out because Elijah failed to. He runs a frustrated hand through his hair.
"I am going to take a break," he says throwing his cards in and going into the kitchen, closely followed by Atlas.
Within two minutes, I have won and everyone gave up on playing another round since that was the fifth one in a row that I had been the victor of. We head to the kitchen for a midnight snack when we hear Louis and Cassius return from wherever the hell they were. They enter the kitchen as well and both place a kiss on the crown of my head.
"I don't believe we have met," Elijah extends his hand to the newcomers. "I'm Elijah."
Cassius takes his hand in a firm shake before introducing himself. "I'm Cassius, nice to meet you."
Louis high-fives Elijah's hand which is now pointed in his direction. "Hey dude, I'm Louis." Both Caroline and I chuckle at Louis calling the suited Original "dude."
"Yeah, dude," I say to Elijah, "Louis and Cas are like family to me."
Daphne sighs, "I'm not really tired, are any of you?"
"Well, most of us are vampires, so the non-vampires should answer that," Atlas recommends.
Bonnie, Jenna, Patrick, and Jeremy all respond in unison with a "Not really."
"We haven't played Deathmatch in a while if you all have enough energy for that," Louis points out. This prompts a giddy response from Cassius, Atlas, Patrick, and me.
"I'll call Iris if you want to explain the rules," I offer Cas. He immediately agrees and I step aside to make the phone call.
After a few rings, she picks up. "Hello?"
"Iris, are you up for a game of Deathmatch?" I ask. She squeals and tells me that she'll be here soon.
I walk back into the other room and on the island are twenty Nerf guns. "Are we all in?" I query. Everyone nods. I hear Iris come in and we all write our names on popsicle sticks that we will pull to determine teams.
The teams are: Daphne, Atlas, Patrick, Jeremy Cassius, Lilith, Bonnie, Elijah Louis, Jenna, Caroline, Iris
The last team standing wins.
To make it harder for us vamps to hear, I blast the deathmatch playlist I made that contains songs such as: Eye of the Tiger - Survivor Circus - Britney Spears Bloody Mary - Lady Gaga Fuck You - Lily Allen See You Again - Miley Cyrus Gimme More - Britney Spears Back In Black - AC/DC We're Not Gonna Take It - Twisted Sister
After three hours, it is now 3:00 A.M., and Atlas' team won.
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I go to the Grille with Daphne on Sunday morning to get breakfast and have a break from all the drama that happened yesterday. Klaric was terrorizing Jenna and Daphne, Elijah met with Elena, Katherine has been captured by Niklaus, and much more.
"Thank you for setting aside time for me this morning, I needed a break from all of this supernatural bullshit," Daphne mentions as we slide into a booth.
I shrug, "Of course, that's what friends are for."
"Can you tell me about your life so I can forget about my shitty one?"
"Alright..." I trail off thinking of what to say. "Well, I'm in somewhat of a love triangle. Maybe it's a love rhombus, I don't really know. Elijah and I have kissed and there are definitely feelings there, but there is an old spark between me and Katherine that is still alive. Also, Damon might be in the mix since he flirts continuously with me, but I don't believe I reciprocate any feelings."
A waitress comes over and we order waffles with berries and an omelet to share, as well as iced teas for us individually. "So, what's the story with Katherine? I haven't heard that one yet," Daph inquires.
"We go way back to when Kat was still human. She didn't know I was a vampire and didn't know until I saw her recently. I helped her out with something important to her, which I can't talk about right now. I may know her the best out of anyone she's ever met. When she was still human, we were lovers in secret. I helped her as much as I could and in the ways she wanted me to. It wasn't just on a physical level, though. She told me that she was in love with me the day that she died. I never got the chance to say it back," I mumble the last sentence, looking down at my lap.
A plate of golden waffles topped with berries and an omelet come into view as the waitress gives us our order. "Thank you," Daphne and I express to the waitress.
"Now," the brunette Sommers looks at me with curious eyes, "you and Mr. Suits?" I groan and she chuckles, taking a sip of her peach tea.
I glare at her and take a bite of the omelet. "I don't really know. I'm supposed to have a date with him in two days. He kissed me the night of the dinner party when he walked me home. It was a good kiss, I mean there's definitely chemistry, but I don't know if he's someone I can rely on to be around. Most likely it would be a fling, but then again, who knows?"
We laugh and she suddenly looks at me, alarmed. "Isn't tonight a full moon?" she queries hesitantly.
"Shit," I curse. "You up for some quick vamping?" She nods and I go pick up Jenna and bring her to the grille with us.
"What the..." Jenna looks around the alley next to the grille.
Daphne hugs her. "Tonight's a full moon, we want to make sure you're safe."
"I already messaged Tyler and Care, so they are going over to my house and staying there since the cellar underneath the house can hold up to ten werewolves. Phoebe also put a protection spell on the house so that Klaus won't have any way of getting in," I type on my phone so they can see it without anyone hearing.
We slide back into our booth and continue eating. "I love your outfits, by the way," I compliment the Sommers sisters.
"Thanks, I love yours as well! I am so jealous of your closet," Jenna groans. I look down at my outfit of a green striped top, a denim skirt, and green low-top Converse. With a laugh, I let her know that she is always welcome to borrow something.
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We continue on with our breakfast and chatting when Damon and Alaric speed into the grille looking angry. Jen, Daph, and I exchange looks before glancing back toward them. I then see the guy from the club walk in. I assumed Nik was spelled with a "ck", but now I connect the dots and realize it is Niklaus' nickname, which I would not have expected him to introduce himself with. I follow him up to the bar after telling the girls that I'd be right back.
"Gentlemen," the original vampire greets the two brooding men, "why so glum?"
"Klaus, I presume," Damon observes, annoyed.
The blonde smirks. "In the flesh," he brags. "Thanks for the loaner, mate," He addresses Ric.
"Niklaus," I give my glass of iced tea to the bartender for a refill and turn to him.
"Ah, Lily, or shall I say Lilith?" He queries.
I shrug, taking my now full iced tea from the bartender. "People call me both. I'm not exactly partial to one or the other. I'll allow you boys to get back to whatever petty shit you're going to talk about. Au revoir," I turn on my heel and go back to the table.
