Abbie
3 weeks after the wedding
"I'm still not forgiving you." I sigh, collapsing on the bed beside Stefan. He laughs, turning his head towards me. "After all that.. you're still mad I ate the last pickle?" He laughs again, as I roll over on my side, pulling the sheet over us. "It's a pickle today and tomorrow it'll be the last pudding cup. This is where I draw the line, Stefan." I try to sound stern, but his smile makes me smile. I quickly wipe it away, sitting up on my elbow.
"3 orgasms aren't enough to make me forgive you." He rolls on top of me and grazes his teeth down my neck. "Well let's see if a 4th will help." His hand slides down between us, making me bite back a moan as his fingers slide through my folds. Someone clears their throat at the door, followed by a knock and we both freeze. Our heads whip over to see Tyler standing there.
"Uh.. sorry to interrupt, but neither of you were answering your phones and I was passing by. We have a problem and we need you at your house." His eyes are covered but it's obvious he means the Salvatore Mansion, where we know Damon and Elena both are. "We'll be there in a few minutes." Tyler nods, keeping his eyes covered as he walks away.
"Hey Lockwood!" I call after him, making him stop and turn back towards the door. "This stays between us." He nods again, before turning to walk away and neither of us move till we hear his car start and drive off down the driveway. "So it looks like you're still on the hook for the pickle." I cock an eyebrow up and smile. He smiles, shaking his head as he slides off the bed, going into the bathroom. "I'm taking a shower. Are you coming?" I slide off the bed, looking over to check my phone real quick. "Yeah. I'll be there in a minute." I call back, scrolling through my notifications.
*Notifications*
Suits 10m ago
Call me when you get this.
Damon 13m ago
Where the hell are you?!
Damon 22m ago
We need your help! NOW!!
Caroline 36m ago
We need you to meet us at the Salvatore house.
Damon 40m ago
Call me.
Bonnie 56m ago
I need your help on a spell.
I click on the message, typing out a quick 'Be there in 20.' Before setting it back in the nightstand and joining Stefan in the shower. "I have missed texts and calls from Bonnie, Damon and Caroline. Do you think something happened?" He shrugs, leaning his head back to rinse out the shampoo. "I'll check my phone when we get out. Did they mention anything?" I shake my head, even though his eyes are closed.
"No. Bonnie mentioned needing help with a spell and Caroline said to meet at your house." I decided to leave out Elijah's message, because I had no intentions of replying. I made myself clear when I was done with this family and their drama. After cutting off the water, we both towel off and throw on some clothes. "Should we take separate cars or just ride together? We'll still be showing up at the same time." I ask, grabbing my keys from the table beside the front door.
Stefan slips on his jacket and grabs his keys. "Let's take separate cars. I don't want to be there any longer than I have to because they want to ask questions." I nod, following him out the door and locking up. We part ways, as he leaves first and I quickly open up my text thread with Rebekah. Come to find out, she wasn't daggered, she just had the common sense to avoid Klaus for a couple of days.
*iMessage*
Abbie
Did you make it to New York okay?
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The Perfect Mikaelson's
FanfictionTwo 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...
