Possessive (Kol Mikaelson Fanfic)

K-POP

(Diamond's POV)

"I can explain."

Rebekah gave me such a glare that I was quickly silenced. She then narrowed her eyes further and growled.

"Well!? I'm waiting for an explanation!"

I lamely scratched the back of my head and replied.

"I ... um ... I sorta ... fell."

Her glare only seemed to intensify and she instantly screeched.

"You fell!? Do you think me an idiot? What the bloody hell happened to your new dress!?"

I quickly backed away and yelled out in terror.

"Kol made me cry! And ... and ... Klaus took me away and ... and ... "

Rebekah instantly sped towards me and placed her hand over my mouth. She then rolled her eyes at me and said.

"Forget it. It doesn't matter anymore."

She then slowly moved away from me and stated seriously.

"Now, I just have to think of your punishment. I believe an entire shopping week will be enough."

No! I would die within the first two hours! I instantly grabbed her hand and exclaimed.

"No, Rebekah! Please! I'll ... wash the dress by hand! I'll have slumber parties with you every single night until I leave! I'll even let you dress me up everyday! Just, please, no more shopping!"

Rebekah simply pulled her hand away from me and replied with a smile.

"You should've thought of that before being so careless with your new dress. Now, sit down so I can blow dry your hair."

She was completely serious about the whole party thing. Why didn't the Originals ever listen to others? I hated parties. I had to convince Rebekah to cancel it. I wouldn't be able to live through half an hour of so many people. Therefore, I calmly sat down then said.

"Rebekah, why don't we just have another slumber party? Just you and me, huh? That's way better than ... "

"For the last bloody time ... NO! I already have everything set in motion. Everyone in town knows that we're throwing a party. We can't just cancel at the last minute."

She then plugged in the hair dryer and began to blow dry my hair. I had to convince Rebekah one way or another to cancel this thing. I hated parties. Nothing good ever came out of them. Therefore, I tried a different tactic.

"But, you're an Original. You can do whatever you want. Besides, nearly everyone in school fears you. Not only because of your strong attitude, but because you have three older brothers. If you decide to cancel, no one would ever dare question you. I mean, you're Rebekah Mikaelson! If your name alone doesn't instill fear in people, I don't know what will."

Rebekah merely stared at me for several seconds then smirked at me and replied.

"Nik was right. It's always the quiet ones."

I pretended to be confused and asked.

"I'm sorry? I don't know what you mean."

Rebekah simply laughed and continued to blow dry my hair. I was about to continue to plead my case when Rebekah said.

"You use that kind and innocent face of yours as a cover up. Behind all of those smiles and kindness, there's a manipulative and cunning little witch. You knew that by saying those things there was a chance for me to actually cancel the party. You went for my pride as an Original. I have to hand it to you, you're good. To anyone that's not me and maybe Nik that would have actually worked. Unfortunately, it did not. The party is still on. Now, should I leave your hair up or down?"