unspoken - klaus mikaelson

chapter 29 - it all fell down

In her dress from last night, Tori had walked up to the porch of her house, seeing Elena walking up towards the house aswell.

"Hey." The brunette smiled, seeing her dress. "You have fun last night?"

"Last night, this morning. I've been having a lot of fun." She sighed in pleasure. Elena just giggled, before her face faltered, seemingly remembering something. "What is it?" Victoria asked, seeing the distress on her face. Elena was about to reply when Tori's door had opened, presenting Damon without a shirt, and Rebekah in last nights dress too.

Elena face dropped, realising what they had been up to, and Damon's face dropped too, realising he'd been caught. Victoria, however, ignored their little lovers tension, instead staring at Rebekah in shock, her jaw dropped. "You," She pointed at her, "And you." She grimaced as she pointed to Damon. "God, now I know how you felt Rebekah." The thought that her best friend had slept with her brother was a disgusting thing she didn't want to think about. She could only imagine how Rebekah felt about her and Klaus.

Bex was just grinning at Tori, although she had a feeling it was more at the fact that Elena had seen her- just like her brother, Rebekah lived causing drama. "Call it payback," The mikaelson sister whispered in her ear, as she walked past her and out the house. "And be at mine in an hour!" She yelled once she had reached the end of the driveway. Now that Tori had been forgiven, she could hang out with her again.

Tori just walked past a shocked Elena, shoving Damon on the way to her room, muttering, "Whore."

"Like you can talk." He raised his eyebrows at her, watching as she glanced back, grinning as she stuck a middle finger up at him.

She ignored Damon and Elena's conversation, not in the mood to hear a jealous lovers spat, and in desperate need of a shower. But when she walked into her a room, she found a large gift box, lying on her bed. Immediately she knew it was from Klaus. How he got this in her room, she wasn't sure. Slowly opening it, she smiled when she saw the contents - a drawing of her, in this exact dress, but when she had worn it in New Orleans. She was on stage, a violin in her hands as she played a solo for the large crowd, grinning in excitement, her eyes lit up and she knew it was because she was looking at Klaus. That was moments before everything had gone wrong for them. Besides the drawing, was a small violin and a music notebook. Flipping through the notebook, she paused when she saw a message.

'Victoria, you were right. You're always right. Just like you were right on that night.
The dress is beautiful, you certainly looked stunning on that stage. And your music is a force to be reckoned with. Never hold back on your passion.
Sincerely, Klaus.'

She smiled at the message. Although last night hadn't gone well between them, he had actually listened to her, taken her words in. Maybe now he'd use his actions to show he had listened aswell. And she really appreciated the thoughtful gift. Staring back at the drawing she couldn't help but be reminded of that fateful night. But to understand the events of that night, you had to know about the previous weeks events.

-flashback - 1888 - New Orleans

It had been a couple decades since Victoria had moved to New Orleans, and she was thriving. She had become strong as a vampire, learned to accept herself, she had mastered every instrument she could think of, she had spent everyday with the man she loved, with the family who had taken her in when she lost hers. Of course, everyday she still thought about her brothers, her child, James, Emma and Dexter, her mother. All the people she had lost. Even her father, sometimes. But being in this city had healed her, she was content for once.

But that wasn't to say Klaus and her were perfect. No, with a man whose ego was as big as his, and a woman who was as fierce as she was, they argued a lot. It had been over 15 years since they first slept together. Of course they argued a lot. There had been periods of days when neither of them spoke to each other, but in the end, they always reconciled (usually when klaus apologised as it was usually his fault).