Trial and Error (The Fun Gilbert Book 6)

Chapter 11- Jessica's Secret Weapon

A/N: So I know that the next episode is the Christmas episode so I'm gonna slip my own little chapter in here. Thanks, ~ J😘😍.

Jessica's P.O.V.

Three weeks after I threatened the De Martels, things have been pretty quiet in New Orleans. Henrik is getting more memories every day and hopefully by Christmas, in three days, he'll remember everything and I can make it my kick-ass Christmas present that nobody can top. That's what I'm thinking about as I try to fall asleep. I always thought it was the enlarged stomach that made it hard to sleep. Turns out it's the fact that these kids seem to think my womb is a swimming pool and won't stop moving. I groan before turning over again, only to have Klaus cuddle me into him. I grin as I take in his familiar scent and begin to finally drift off.

Greece. May, 2019.

I'm looking at the dirt and focusing. I try to think about a flower growing but nothing happens. "It's not working. I've been at this for 2 hours. Where's Greta?" I complain to Klaus, who is attempting to teach me magic while Greta hides her location from her brother and father.

"Greta is busy, Love. I already told you that I'm your teacher for the day."

"Yeah, but you can't actually do magic and you're a sucky teacher."

"I may not be able to do magic now, but I knew someone who used this kind of magic and she taught it to me."

"Was it Jessica Carter?" His silence gives me my answer. "Great, so she was more experienced than me at this too," I groan and he chuckles making me shoot him a glare as I give him a migraine. He clutches his head in pain and I increase it until my nose bleeds, the smell snapping me out of my anger as I scramble up. "Oh my God. Nik are you okay? I didn't mean to do that."

"I'm fine, Love, but would you like to tell me what happened?"

"Nothing, I just got a little carried away with the migraine. I'm not good at controlling my strength," I lie but he sees through it.

"You're lying. You hate lying and you have perfect control over the intensity of your power so what happened? I can't help if I don't have the information." I groan and lay on the ground.

"I have anger issues," I mumble and he frowns.

"You're a werewolf, of course you have anger issues."

"No, like diagnosed anger issues. Like intermittent explosive disorder, anger issues."

"Forgive me, Love, but I'm not well versed in the workings of the human mind."

"It means that I don't just get angry, I get pissed. Like blackout angry every time. My dad taught me how to control it when I was little but since I broke the curse it got bad again. I get really angry over stupid things."

"Like when I asked about your first kiss."

"Yeah. I don't care if you know that I've never kissed anyone but I just snap sometimes. I almost killed a kid for pushing Caroline down when I was 6, Nik. I had just started first grade. Just add that to the list of things that make me a freak along with my sexual inexperience and my irrationally high IQ," I grumble before looking at him to find him studying me. In the next heartbeat, he's close to me, like really close to me. I look from his eyes and look at his raspberry lips and I wonder what they'd feel like on mine before I clear my throat and look away. "I should get back to my spell."

"Yeah," he whispers in a low timber that makes a shiver run down my spine so I focus back on the ground and imagine a rose growing but his consistent gaze distracts me and when I look down, there isn't a single rose, there's a hundred. "Congratulations, Love." I bite my lip before shooting to my feet.