TWELVE | DANCE BACK FROM THE GRAVE

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TWELVE | DANCE BACK FROM THE GRAVE

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TWELVE | DANCE BACK FROM THE GRAVE

OCTAVIA HADN'T BEEN sober since Davina died. She had been drowning her sorrows in Tequila and dancing on top of bars. She hadn't been home or to the Mikaelson compound either. She didn't want to face them after everything that happened. The blonde witch swayed her hips while she danced on the bar, in one hand was a bottle of vodka and in the other was a microphone.

You go back to her
and I go back to
black

She sang at the top of her lungs. The people around her cheered for her drunken, and terrible singing. Octavia giggles and twirled on the bar. She twisted and fell over into a crowd of people but before she could hit the floor she was caught. She knew who it was the instant his arms wrapped around her. She was engulfed in his scent.

The blonde witch groaned and rolled out of his arms and onto the bar floor. He leaned down and picked her up from off the floor. Klaus sighed, she was drunk and not the kind of drunk where he could sober her up the old fashion way and blood wouldn't help either. She would need a full detox.

"Let's go, love." He picked her up bridal style and started to carry her from the bar. She hit his arm weakly and tried to get away.

"No!" She yelled. "I don't want to go. This is kidnapping." She told him and he sighed and continued to carry her. She started to hit his back and groaned when she felt woozy. "Why are you doing this?" She whined.

"I have a witch problem and I need you to fix it." He told her bluntly and she rolled her eyes. She didn't think that it was fair that whenever he had a problem that she was forced to fix it. She had a problem and he wasn't going out of his way to help her.

"I don't like you. Whenever you have a problem I always have to fix it. It's not fair, why can't you just let me drink myself into oblivion?" She rambled- her words slurred and not making much sense to Klaus, but he did get the general idea. "I just wanna be drunk and sing karaoke." She complained.

"You will after the witch problem is solved, I'll buy you a bloody bottle myself." Klaus reasoned with her, but he was lying. He let her have her space but she needed to stop pouting, there was work to be done he didn't want her out on her own. He wanted to protect her from the problems he had caused her.

"Okay, you have to let me down now." Octavia agreed and the let out a hiccup. Everything was beginning to become very dizzy very fast and she felt like she was going to throw up all over him. He didn't listen to her and that would be his mistake. "Why is the room dizzy?" She asked before she threw up all over his backside. Only then did he set her down and she finished throwing up.

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