Avery
"Why is it that every time I have a good day, you always show up to ruin it?" Klaus greets me as I walk into the courtyard, an annoyed look on his face. I smile, stepping aside so the person bringing in my bags can get through.
"I'm just returning the favor. You don't like being treated the way you treat others?" I poke my bottom lip out to fake a sympathetic look. His nostrils flare and a flicker of satisfaction warms me.
"Don't worry. I'm just here because Abbie and Rebekah are coming back." He watches me as I walk past him, going upstairs to my room. I don't need his approval to stay here and I don't want it either. I've come back for one thing and that's to finally force Abbie to talk to me.
"Well, if it isn't my brother's puppet." My head jerks up, finding Kol relaxed on my bed. "First off, I'm not your brother's puppet. Second, get your bloody shoes off my bed." I storm over, knocking his feet off.
"And don't start your shit with me. Abbie has already driven me insane, I don't need you adding to it." His grin widens, as he sits up on the edge of the bed. "I see my sister is still capable of holding a grudge. Maybe you should try listening to her and then doing the complete opposite." I snort, rolling my eyes.
"You don't think I haven't tried the Abbie reverse psychology? Trust me, she's dead set on hating me and wanting my head on a stick."
"Oooo I wonder if she'd let me help. I wonder if I could convince her to do Klaus first and then you." My eyes narrow at him. "No.. wait.. actually, we should start with Nik, then Elijah, then you. But then again, Rebekah has been on my last nerve since I've been back, so maybe it'll go Nik, Rebekah, Elijah and then you." He waves his hand through the air, standing up from the bed.
"Either way, I'm sure my sister will be glad to go about whatever order I choose."
"You're so annoying." I groan, tossing my phone on the bed and hugging him when he holds his arms open for me. "It's great to have you back, Aves. The family hasn't been the same without you." I shut my eyes, letting his words soak in and stay, because I know once Abbie gets here, she'll rip them away.
"You should shower and change your clothes. You smell like the ocean and you look like a strumpert." I shove him away, shaking my head. "I'm wearing normal clothes people wear at the beach. I smell like the beach, because I had just gotten home from it when Rebekah called. I wanted to get here before Abbie." I mumble the last part, but of course Kol heard it.
"So you could enjoy the few hours of peace before she got here and kicks you out?"
"She's not going to kick me out." I state, but I don't believe my own words. "But I am kicking you out. So get out and let me know when Abbie is here." He leaves without another word, shutting the door behind him.
Taking a much needed minute, I flop down on the bed and welcome the humidity and unique smell of New Orleans to soothe my nerves.
There was a time where I would've done anything to leave these four walls. Now that I have and I'm technically free of this family, I find myself missing them.
That stupid quote 'you don't appreciate something till it's gone' is a load of bullshit. I missed what the 4 walls held while I was still inside of them. What I truly miss is the way the family used to be. When Abbie and Klaus got along. When Klaus and I actually loved each other. When we were all together.
Now I just miss it all and it seems we're further from it now, than when all this started.
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Kol
Just heard a car pull up. Might want to grab your bags.
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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...
