On My Own | Hale - TVD/TO/TW [4]

20 | Flipped the Switch

Music pulses in the club. People jump to the beat; sweat clings to their bodies. Rebekah, Damon, and Elena sway with shots in their hands, each one grinning at the others.

"What the hell is going on?" Malia yells over the music. "What kind of sound is this?"

Stiles shrugs as he nods his head along with the tune. "It's a club. They're clubbing." Malia sends him a look, and he stops immediately as he clears his throat. "But, yeah. This is weird."

Lydia rolls her eyes. "Where's Lexi? And why is Rebekah with Elena?"

"Better question, why is Elena still alive?" Kira asks. "And why is she happy?"

Scott frowns as he watches the trio get lost in the crowd. "I'm more concerned with where Lexi is. Kol just died, and she's Lexi. She's not gonna let that pass."

Peter's eyes scan the crowd. "She must be here somewhere. Waiting to pounce. Can't wait to see what she's got in store. It'll be..." He chuckles and shakes his head. "It'll be apocalyptic."

"What if you can't?" Rebekah's voice barely reaches above the noise as she and Elena step up to the bar. For the most part, men sit at the counter with shots in their hands. At the corner, a man hovers over a woman nipping at his neck. "I mean, Damon is stronger than you. You know, I could help you. You want the cure off the table, and I wanna take it. We could work together."

"Work together?" Elena scoffs. "Don't you hate me?"

"I hated the moral, self-righteous version of you, but this one's not so bad. Maybe it's your new haircut."

Elena runs her hand through her curled hair, letting her fingers slip over the streak of red. "Do you remember what it's like to be human? Weak, fragile? Why would you want to go back to that?"

Rebekah sighs as she looks at the dancing humans. "Because, someday, I want a family of my own."

"And that's exactly why I don't want your help." Elena takes a shot with a shrug. "The best part of having no emotions is that I can think rationally. I'll do whatever it takes to get this done. You're the opposite: a pile of neuroses and insecurities, hopes and dreams. You are basically one big emotional variable that I just don't really need."

"Vampires can do that?" Stiles asks, looking at the Hales. "Take away their emotions?"

"I've heard of it," Derek mutters as worry seeps into his eyes. "It's just a mind trick to block out feelings. Because everything is so heightened, it's a control mechanism."

As Elena takes off back into the crowd, Rebekah shakes her head. "You just made me miss the old Elena."

A thud makes Rebekah turn. The man from the couple in the corner lies on the ground with his neck twisted at an unnatural angle, leaving the woman open to the stale air of the old club. The woman wipes a speck of blood off of her cheek before she orders a shot, letting it slide down her throat in an instant.

Rebekah's eyes widen. "Lexi, what are you doing here?"

Lexi meets her sister's gaze and grins. "Rebekah!" She exclaims, throwing her arms out. "How are you?" She hugs the blonde with no real warmth. "I mean, you must be hurting after Kol's untimely demise."

Rebekah runs her eyes down Lexi's outfit: a blood-red bralette barely covers her chest with ripped jean short plastered over her pelvis. Her underwear peeks out from the jeans as Lexi takes another round of shots. "What did you do?" Rebekah asks. "This? This is not the sister I know."

"I know!" Lexi offers her sister a shot; when Rebekah narrows her eyes, Lexi shrugs. "Sorry about the whole disappearing act. Did Nik ever find his way out of Elena's house? I think he called me a few times. Didn't care to answer." Lexi trails off as a woman with cropped brown hair passes. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I found dessert—"

Rebekah grabs Lexi's arm. The younger blonde pouts as Rebekah says, "I'll ask again, what did you do?"

"I'm having fun, sister," Lexi replies. "Why can't you let me have fun?" Rebekah rolls her eyes; Lexi sighs and shakes her head. "Fine. After I buried our idiot brother, I felt I needed some time to heal. So, I decided to party all day and night until I feel happy again. Which won't be for a while. I've ensured it."

"Ensured it?" Rebekah leans against the bar with her arms crossed. "How?"

Lexi chuckles. "Well, you can't feel happy if you don't feel at all." Rebekah straightens her back as her lips part in shock. "I'll see you later, Rebekah." Lexi backs away. "My dessert is escaping."

"Lexi—"

Lexi pauses when she sees Elena and Damon settle at the bar. "Hold that thought." She saunters over to the two of them, putting herself between them.

Damon's eyes go wide. "Lexi. What are you—"

"Hush." She presses a finger over his lips before she looks at Elena. "No humanity?"

She nods.

"No feelings at all?"

Elena shrugs. "Don't need them. Don't want them."

Lexi grins. "Wanna find some dessert? You can pay for killing my brothers by letting me pick who."

"Nah." Elena grabs a bottle of booze from the bar. "I wanna hear Damon's story of how he tricked Stefan's friend into sleeping with him."

Lexi smirks, quirking an eyebrow at the vampire. "Who, Lexi Branson? How did she stoop so low?" Sending Damon a wink, Lexi lets her eyes run down his body. "I mean, to be honest, you have an amazing behind. Not to mention some experience."

Damon chuckles, still eyeing her suspiciously. "Compliments now? What happened to killing Elena?"

"Oh, who cares?" Lexi scoffs. "She's having fun. I'm having fun. It seems like you and Rebekah are the only ones unable to let loose."

As he purses his lips, Damon glances back at Rebekah. "You turned off your humanity. How sweet," he says.

"Oh, yes," Lexi replies. "Turned it off. Flipped the switch. Whatever you want to call it, I did it. No humanity for the youngest Mikaelson."

"But you're the one that cares," Damon says. "How's the world gonna keep on spinning?"

Lexi leans in so her breath fans across his face. "Let the world burn for all I care."

Honestly, Lexi's adorable without humanity. Like, just smirking and bouncing around. I love it. 

Hope you enjoyed!

-L