Original Frenzy (A Vampire Diaries x Originals Fan fiction)

Rebekkah

When we get back to the compound, he opens the door to see Rebekkah standing on the other side.

"Nik where have- oh you're with the wench." She mutters, scoffing with disgust as she leaves us and goes back to her room. Klaus shakes his head and bring me into the parlour and takes me off of his shoulder and places me on the couch.

"She'll never like me." I sigh, running a hand through my hair.

"Talk to her. Apologise. My sister holds grudges but I think it'll help if you apologise. She's just misunderstood. Most of my siblings are." He explains.

"Especially you." I giggle, making him frown. "Kidding. Jesus, take a joke." I say, playfully slapping his arm. "I'm going to go and talk to her. If anything happens, I'll.... I'll scream." I tell him, earning a dry smile.

"I'll save you if anything happens. Mr. Hybrid won't let anything happen love. No need to worry." He muses, making me giggle. I smile and go upstairs and head to Rebekkah's room. I knock a few times and hear her telling me to come in.

"Rebekkah?" I hesitantly speak up.

"Ugh, what do you want?" She hisses with so much venom that I flinch. "Just because Nik and Elijah won't let me harm you, doesn't mean I want to be in the same room with you."

"Look, I wanted to apologise. Not for just stabbing you in the back with a dagger, but for using your trust against you and pretending to be nice just to backstab you like that. Truth is, I like you, I do. But you have to know that I did what I did because I had to. You were a liability, and in that moment all I cared about was my friends and family's well being, so I'm sorry I had to dagger you, but if I could do it all over again, I probably would do the same exact thing. Because now everyone's fine and safe. But you have to know that I'm sorry I had to do what I did." I say, laying all my cards on the table for her. I look towards her and see her taken aback for a second, a nod in understanding.

"I get it. I would do the same, probably worse, if it was my family. You are forgiven. And to celebrate that, get dressed because we're going out." She says, smiling happily as she goes over to her closet.

"Um, Rebekkah? If you haven't noticed already, this is the only outfit I have aside from yesterday's outfit." I say, causing her to laugh.

"Then come here and pick one." She says, gesturing to her closet. I hesitantly nod and go over to her huge closet, and I meant huge. It was massive! Rebekkah picked out a short gold dress while I picked a short black dress that clung onto my body, similar to a body con. We both did our makeup and hair, Rebekkah keeping her hair straight while I had soft curls in mine. I picked some black heels and grabbed a black clutch while Rebekkah chose hers. I told Rebekkah to go downstairs first as I had to get something from my room. She nodded and I went back to my room and put down my camera and grabbed my phone, just in case. I checked my makeup one last time and went downstairs.

"Make sure you're safe." I hear Klaus mutter.

"Don't worry Nik. Elena and I will be perfectly safe."

"Do you want me to come for extra protection?" I hear Kol say, making me scoff silently.

"Just so you can grope her? No thank you." Klaus growls, making me furrow my brows. Why would he care? I shake my head and get downstairs, seeing the Mikaelson siblings banter. As my heels clack on the ground floor, everyone's head snaps to see me and I see all the brothers gape at my figure. I blush and look down, raising my head to catch Elijah's loving stare. I see Klaus and Kol staring intently at me as well, and I wink at them playfully and get back to Rebekkah.

"Took you long enough. Let's go!" She squeals, making me laugh.

"Bye boys!" I shout over my shoulder, running out of the house with Rebekkah while laughing. We hit every club in New Orleans until we find one that we really like. The bartender was giving us shots, and we were the life of the party. Rebekkah was on the bar table right now, dancing with some guy and I was in the middle of the dance floor with a few guys myself. I lose myself in the music and feel a pair of hands slither onto my waist. I sway my hips seductively and grind back to the person's lower half, earning a low growl.