Two best friends find themselves bound to the Mikaelson's. One by blood and one by loyalty. They crave nothing more than the freedom from the family, but something always seems to drag them back in.
While trying to find their purpose in life outside...
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Living room
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Kitchen
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Master Bedroom
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Master Bathroom
Avery
6 weeks. 6 weeks of settling in and trying to tell myself it's okay to let this feel like home. It's better to be free of the Mikaelson's and start fresh. No one knows the bloodshed I've caused or the wars I've faced. I'm Avery Harris and nobody is any the wiser of the fear my name used to bring people. Here, I'm nobody. I'm blending in and getting everything I ever wanted in life. Freedom.
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"Woah! Look at the hottie walking up." One of the guys tells the group. I adjust the bag in my shoulder, acting like I can't hear everything they're saying. "I'll become a pro golfer if she's here everyday." The other laughs and I fight the smile creeping up on my face. This is going to be interesting. I walk up to the 3 boys, stepping closer to Rafe. "Morning boys. Care if I join you?" They both stood there eyes wide and mouths hung open, blinking at me.
"Of course not, babe." Rafe presses a kiss to my lips and I'm taken back by the gesture. We're just sleeping together. No strings, no titles, no commitment. I agreed to come out here with him today because I need to see more of the island than just the view from my house and the grocery store.
Both of them seem to recover and look between us. "This is the girl you were telling us about?" I smile, stepping closer to him. "Avery Harris. It's nice to meet you.." He clears his throat and takes my hand to shake it. "Topper." I look over at the other guy and he smiles at me. "Kelce. Feel free to join us anytime." Rafe steps up behind me and I internally roll my eyes. "Eyes on the game." He grinds out. Kelce throws up his hands and backs off.
Rafe takes my bag as I place my ball on the tee, feeling all their eyes on me. There's shorts under this dress but I know that doesn't matter with them. Spinning around, I narrow my eyes at them. "If my outfit is too distracting, I can leave you boys to it?" I cock an eyebrow and they all shake their heads. Rafe grins at me and I shake my head with a smile, turning around to line up my pitch.
I swing and follow the ball as it lands about 20 feet from the hole, pretty good for my first time golfing, if I say so myself. "Damn. Hot and can play? Where did you find this girl, Rafe?" Kelce smiles, walking over to the golf carts. "In my bed every morning." Rafe retorts and this time I actually roll my eyes and swat his chest. "You should play with us from now on. I'm sure Rafe could use your help in our tournament." Topper laughs. "Ha ha. You're so funny, Top." Rafe rolls his eyes, sliding in the driver's seat.
We wait till Topper starts to drive his cart, following him down when I look over at Rafe. "Babe, huh?" I raise an eyebrow and he looks over at me and smiles as he shrugs. "They were hitting on you and I had to show them you weren't available." My lips curl in and I take a deep breath. "But technically I am available. We're not dating. We're not even exclusive." His jaw tightens and I know he's mad but I need him to understand this.
"Well, they don't have to know that." I nod, deciding not to push the subject anymore right now, but we'll definitely talk more later. I'm not getting into another relationship, 6 weeks after I left a guy at the altar. A guy I loved for 500 years and will probably continue to love. Klaus Mikaelson has ruined all other men for me and I plan to right that wrong eventually.
After an hour, we head back up to the country club, deciding to get some lunch before we finish the last half of the game. We park the carts, walking up the backside of the steps to the open area with a bunch of tables. Following them through the room, we come up to a table with a blonde girl already sitting at it. "Hey babe." She chirps, as Topper bent down to kiss her. When she looks over at me, she smiles. "You must be Avery. My brother has talked so much about you." I smile at her, going to answer but Rafe cuts me off.
"Like you listen to anything I say." He huffs, opening his menu. She glares at him before rolling her eyes, looking back at me with a smile. "It's nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you too."
"All lies." She answers, waving a dismissive hand and I laugh to myself. "My brother would rather die than pay me a compliment." Sounds like Rebekah and Kol. I wonder what they're doing. I wonder if they're mad at me and hate me as much as Klaus right now. Rebekah definitely does. The girl has abandonment issues that run so deep, I don't know how she handles going to the bathroom alone.
Kol no doubt is pissed. He was a brother to me and I trusted him with my life multiple times. Imagining how he must feel, how much he must hate me, hurts worse than leaving Klaus. Like Klaus, Kol was never one to easily forgive. He held grudges and I have no doubt this has earned one. He was blindsided by my departure. Knowing he'll be the last to forgive me makes staying away harder. I just want to run back to him and beg him not to hate me, to understand why I had to do it.
"Avery, what do you want to order?" Rafe's voice snaps me out of my thoughts and I see everyone looking at me. Looking at the menu, I pick the first thing I see. "I'll take a chicken Caesar with light ranch, please." I hand the waiter my menu, taking a sip of my water. "Are you okay?" Rafe leans over, whispering in my ear. I nod, sitting my glass back down. "Yeah. I just zoned out for a minute." I smile, meeting his eyes so he believes me.
"Want to go to the beach after we finish playing?" I nod, knowing if I go home, I'll just sit there crying over everything. They were literally my everything. My family. My brothers, sisters, best friends.. they were everything to me and I walked away from it. I took the easy way out and left everything I've ever had behind. Now I'm stuck rebuilding with a lifetime's worth of memories with people who hate me and would rather see me dead than happy.
