The Vampire Diaries: The New blossom

Chapter 30: More than One

Ever since his whole family's joined us, Klaus hasn't been himself lately. It's a peculiar thing; he was happy with me practically a week ago and now he's just the old Klaus; actually there is no old and no new Klaus, he is who he is and right now he's not the Klaus that I know him to be. Searching every inch of this house; from top to bottom, he's nowhere to seen. How. It is the Salvatore home?

Rebekah came hustling down the hall toward me, Marcel followed her and the two had their arms interlocked.
"Oh, well if it isn't Caroline Forbes; the one and only person I can't believe Nik actually likes." Rebekah uses her sass-talk.
"Very funny, Rebekah, have either of you seem Klaus?" I ask and watch as Marcel takes a moment to ponder over me.

His staring and deliberating is getting a little startling, I mean his eyes are closing in and he's freaking me out.

"You and Klaus have a history, don't you?" Marcel asks like he's just taken a few minutes to answer me like I'm his psychology teacher.

"Yeah, he and I are together, I'm looking for him, I want to talk to him, have you seen him?" I say a long list of points.

"I think he's down in the cellar." Marcel answers me.

I clap my hands together like its a wedding day and they're both the bride and groom.
"Thank you." I say a little moodily before traipsing off.

*****
"Someone's got a strong personality." Marcel is very observant.
"Try spending so much time around her like Nik." I agree with him.

Marcel arm breaks from mine, our hands entwine themselves and the last few seconds are behind us. He and I both let everything fall apart around us and focus on each other. His little talk about Caroline and Nik makes me realise that there's something I should tell him; about Matt.

"Listen, Marcel. What you said about Klaus and Caroline made me realise that there's something we need to talk about, actually something I think you should know." I pause our moment and focus on the more important things at hand.

"What?" Marcel is willing to listen.

"It's about Matt Donovan." I begin.

"The busboy you met here and had a summer romance with?" Marcel paid attention to me.

"When Klaus, Elijah and I came back here he and I caught up and it made me realise that I might still have feelings for him." just the way to ruin a moment I think to myself.

      Marcel unlocks his arm from mine, takes a brief pause and slumps his back against the wall to spread his legs out like his back is glued against the Victorian-styled wall. It's not a new face on Marcel; this is his I-don't-really-want-to-hear-this face. Marcel curls his mouth to make his face seem like he's sorry for me. I've known him longer than Matt, I've been in love with him longer, but the timing could not possibly be any more worse.

     I'd never thought it possible for me to have more than one love in my life; to be in love with two people at once. Throughout the one thousand year course of my life it's always been just one man that one met and then became infatuated with; I fall in love, but then Nik would kill the guy and I'd be left with a heart of love that's been not just broken, but torn from my chest. Except being a vampire I feel that my heart always kept returning and then open itself to the next man who catches my eye. What a mess.

     The only difference between Marcel and Matt is how I fell in love with them:
    Marcel; I'd met as a boy in the nineteenth century and as time passed and I remained frozen as a pretty young woman and he grew to be a strapping-charismatic man. He always loved me and vowed to marry me one day. I started to feel something for him in an instant but he chose to have my brother transform him into one of us instead of remember his love for me and pass on preserving me in his mind for every moment until his timely death. I couldn't shake my feelings for him, still, and I'll never lose him like I will Matt in many years time.

      Matt; I invited him to our family ball a few years ago to be my plus one, I just wanted a little company. Before I knew it, after the ball he started to extend his own courtesy to me and I felt touched; dearly by his charm. Nevertheless, he was still against me and my family for what we were and the trouble we'd- Klaus specifically- caused. Yet, I still cared about him. Although, he's remained the same; human, he'll pass on like they all do.

"I just wanted to be honest, Marcel Gerard. Matt Donovan is just another love that I had; have at the same time as I do you." Marcel seems to be taking this a little personally.

"I'm glad you opened up, but Matt, he's human?" Marcel knows the difficulty of the situation.

     I nod. There are no words that need to be said to explain the hardships of being in love with an immortal like me and a human; what I want to be who will pass on and I'll be left with Marcel.

"Just so you know, if Matt passed on I wouldn't try to win you back. Being human is what you've always wanted. Isn't it?" Marcel talks like someone who cares and as though he's read the story of my life; from cover to the last page.
    "I did. But there's no longer a cure and my family needs me as I am right now. Maybe I need to accept myself as I am, I wouldn't be Rebekah Mikaelson without it." spoken like someone defeated in battle.

    Marcel folds his arms across his chest and paces.
"What if you still could be?" said Marcel.

   My attention has been peaked as I raise my head to face him and widen out my eyes in a sense of disbelief.
"What do you mean?" I ask him.

"There's a spell that can place your soul into another body, you could get what you want and live the life you were originally born into."

The fact gives me hope, but I'd rather there was another cure abs I could live as a human being who I really am, in my own body. I couldn't love someone by pretending to be someone else.

Nik and Elijah; the brothers that I've known for a long time, the three of us made a promise to stay together:

"Always and forever."
   I said that as myself. It doesn't matter if I'm human or a vampire, I just want to be in love and love someone and have someone love me as I am.

   A choice. Which is more than I was ever given in the first place.