Alone || Klaus Mikaelson

Chapter 8

Chapter 8 - Kissing Game

As I walked into the house after returning home from the Salvatores, I realized Elena was in the upstairs bathroom with Bonnie, getting ready for tonight. I tried to sound as quiet as I could walking up the stairs, but of course one of them heard me. They opened the bathroom door right as I was about to enter my room, "Where were you?" Elena asked, obviously trying to confirm whatever fake alibi Bonnie had told her.

Just as I was about to lie and say that I was with Matt, Bonnie began mouthing the word grill at me, "El, I was at the grill, why?" I said as I shrugged my shoulders.

Elena sighed, obviously thinking that Bonnie had been lying, "Just worried. Since you weren't texting and didn't tell me where you were," Elena said, turning back towards the mirror to continue curling her hair.

"Last time I checked El, I was the older sibling," I said crossing my arms at her, "I'm supposed to be worried about you, not the other way around." Elena just rolled her eyes and kicked the bathroom door shut causing me to laugh.

I headed into my room and got ready for the night. I was wearing a short black dress, and killer heels. I knew by the end of the night my feet would be killing me, but I looked hot. The doorbell rang, and I headed downstairs hoping it was Damon and that I'd be able to be out of the house before Elena or Bonnie saw. But as I opened the door, I saw both Stefan and Damon on the front porch. 

"Wow, you look sexy," Damon said, with a suggestive wink causing me to roll my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, you too," I said, looking at him dressed in a suit that made him look incredibly hot, though I kept myself monotone as to not let onto the fact that I actually found him attractive.

I knew I had to make my escape soon or I was going to get a lecture from Bonnie and Elena. I yelled up the stairs, "Bye!" not waiting for a response I quickly grabbed my keys and pulled Stefan into the house, as I walked out onto the porch with Damon, slamming the door quickly behind me.

Before Damon and I could leave, Stefan opened the door and asked to talk to me. I threw my keys to Damon and told him to go to my car and that I'd meet him there, "Be careful Emory," Stefan said once Damon had left.

"What is it with you Salvatores and your vague statements?" I asked annoyed, rolling my eyes as I turned away and went to my car to meet up with Damon. The car ride consisted of awkward silence and me trying to play music that Damon continuously declined, causing me to get annoyed and just shut off the radio.

Once we got to the ball, there were people crowded on the front lawn. Damon walked up and grabbed my hand with a cheeky smile as we walked towards the door. At the front door, Mr. and Mrs. Lockwood were greeting people and inviting them inside. Mrs. Lockwood was the one who invited Damon inside, so he turned to her and began charming her, "Lovely to meet you, I've been looking forward to this party for quite awhile," he had said this with an almost comedic tone.

"Well, enjoy," Mrs.Lockwood said as she turned back to the line of people entering the house.

"Let's get a drink," Damon said, hooking his arm with mine and leading me deeper into the party.

As we were standing by a table with our drinks, Elena and Mr.Hot Back entered the party flaunting their puppy love. Damon looked at them annoyed, causing me to chuckle, "What's so funny?" Damon asked, defensively.

"Your pathetic affection for my sister, which just happens to be the one who is dating your brother," I laughed, then had a realization, "I guess history really does repeat itself huh?" He just glared at me and started to walk away, "Aw, did I hurt your feelings? At least now I know you actually have some," I said, laughing at myself as I ran to catch up to him, and grabbed his arm, "Sorry, okay?" I said, genuinely apologetic. He just nodded and took my drink out of my hand, finishing it and giving me back the empty glass which I proceeded to refill for myself.