Rebekah has been avoided her family, mainly Klaus, but she still spoke with Elijah from time to time. She was convinced by him to come to New Orleans since Klaus had a child. It wasn't like she cared, she only liked children...and wanted to speak to the woman.
To see if she was okay in the head, why would she carry the child of Niklaus Mikaelson.
"You, carry my bags," was the first thing Rebekah said as she entered the mansion when she saw a brunette woman on the stairs. "Oh, I'm not the maid. I'm Hayley." Rebekah stopped walking and turned to the woman.
She concentrated and finally heard two heartbeats coming from Hayley. "So you're the woman carrying my niece or nephew...why?" Hayley was confused by her question. "Uh, I guess it was just the moment," Hayley gave her best answer.
"But it's Nik. He's terrible and selfish. Like, if he's not happy, no one else can have a single moment of enjoyment with something or someone," Rebekah scoffed. "Look, I don't want to know all this Mikaelson drama and-" Hayley was cut off by Rebekah. "Hayley, you're carrying a Mikaelson child, you are the drama."
Rebekah took a deep breath, realizing she was being rude. "Welcome to the family dear, I'm Rebekah, and I must be the first one to touch the baby," she smiled innocently as she pulled Hayley into a hug.
"Klaus!" Rebekah turned away and walked around the mansion. "Get out here and tell me where Elijah is. You narcissistic, backstabbing, selfish, piece of shit that should have never came to this Earth."
Klaus rolled his eyes and opened the doors of the room he was in. "Enough with the shouting, little sister," he walked towards, opening his arms expecting her to hug him. "You think I will give you a hug," she scoffed. Klaus ignored her and hugged her anyways.
"Well, if I am correct, which I always am, the six dead vampires were your doing weren't they?" he asked as he chuckled at Rebekah's deathly glare when he touched her.
"Of course it was. They were rude and touchy," she admitted proudly. "Rebekah, it's been centuries, get over him," Klaus looked at the ring that Samuel gave her. "Why? So, you can brutally kill them as soon as I get feelings for them in front of me? Why don't you get over Juliet," Rebekah smirked.
Decades after the brutal death of Samuel, Rebekah made it her main priority to kill any woman Klaus slept with or had any feelings for. Juliet was the perfect example, Klaus was in love with her, almost obsessed. But she was a human.
"Rebekah, her death was unnecessary."
"So was Samuel...Juliet was very delicious, I should've kept her myself," she smirked.
"He disobeyed me, and he paid the price."
Rebekah scoffed, she threw a wooden spoon towards his stomach and turned to Hayley. "You'll catch up on the drama dear," she smiled innocently before turning back to Klaus who groaned slightly as he pulled out the spoon.
"You bitch" he walked towards her. "Careful brother, you'll get wrinkles," Rebekah smirked and walked away from him. "So, were they your friends? Or did you compel them since no one actually likes you."
Klaus rolled his eyes. "I have Marcel, he's a friend." Rebekah giggled. "He's more of a son, or an enemy. Now tell me where Elijah is."
Klaus smirked as he shrugged. "Maybe he's on holiday." Rebekah rolled her eyes. "The man doesn't go on holidays by himself, where is he, Niklaus?"
"Maybe he's asleep or counting the number of suits he has. Take a look around," he suggested. Rebekah obliged and walked up the stairs. "You remember this house don't you?"
Rebekah nodded as she played with her ring. "Of course, you tried too hard for me to get over Samuel."
"Well, he wasn't good enough for you." Rebekah scoffed, "In your eyes, no one will ever be. Now tell me, where is Elijah?"
Klaus shrugged as he walked out of the mansion. "The night is still young sister. I'll be having a drink with Marcel, maybe summon Elijah as well. There are shops with suits nearby, maybe you'll find him there."
Rebekah rolled her eyes as she turned to Hayley.
"Let's decide baby names," she said with excitement as she pulled Hayley into a room upstairs.
YOU ARE READING
i love you rebekah, rebekah mikaelson
Fiksi Penggemar𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 rebekah mikaelson was the sister who fell in love quickly. just by an act of kind...