chapter twenty-four
(the frost)THE MOMENT Jack woke up he knew something was wrong. It was a feeling in his gut that wouldn't fade. First of all he didn't remember walking back to the mansion. In fact, he couldn't remember anything besides Elijah holding him and then the rest was blank.
He flipped the blanket off and winced remembering his knuckles. He looked at them poorly bandaged up with dried up blood covering the white gauze.
Jack looked at the clock beside his bed and it was now morning, meaning he had completely knocked out and missed the rest of the ball. He walked over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror noticing how puffy his face still was from last night.
He walked into the living room with a pounding headache to the point where he could hear his heart beating in his ear.
"Ah, there he is" Kol exclaimed as he walked in. Klaus sat on the couch sketching and Rebekah was still in her green dress from the night before.
Jack huffed exhausted and nodded, "Yeah, here I am" he replied groggy before sitting down beside Klaus.
Klaus looked up and thought of talking to him about last night. Although he would then have to explain what he had done so he decided against it.
Kol walked from the stairs and jumped on the other couch, "I'm bored. Our sister is a strumpet. . .but at least she's having fun" he grinned looking at Jack.
Jack quietly laughed and then put his head back rubbing his eyes. "You're saying you're in need of entertainment?" he asked.
Klaus looked up from his sketch and looked at Kol, "What are you waiting for? go on. Have at it" he enthused.
"It's not fun to go alone, join me, Nik!" Kol exclaimed standing up. "Jacks welcome to come to" he offered. Klaus didn't budge for a moment, "It's the least you can do for sticking a dagger in my heart" he blackmailed sadly.
Klaus huffed, "Okay. Why not. I didn't have nearly enough to drink last night with you trying to murder Rebekah's date" he gave in standing up.
"Yes please go, this house has enough men rolling around in it" Rebekah yelled at them, "Aside from you of course" she said looking back at Jack who nodded.
To say the least Jack felt almost hungover, though he only had two drinks so that meant he was just tired from using his powers last night.
"Just like you, Bekah" Kol commented, "You coming, Jack?" he offered.
Jack cracked his hands and then stood up, knowing if he didn't go he'd have to have a conversation with Elijah about last night which he absolutely didn't want. "Yeah sure, why not?" he replied grabbing his jacket on the way out.
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