#look me in the eyes and tell me that athena’s rant at the house party to laila wouldn’t work perfectly on glee

[trippedandfell]

i say this with all the fondness in the world but wow is it obvious sometimes that 911 is a ryan murphy show

[imtheiliad]

AJ MY BELOVED

how was your week?? Is there anything about your wip's that you wanna tease?? ❤❤❤

KJ dear!

my week has been a mixture of lovely and stressful 🤷‍♂️ its gone by so fast, i cannot believe its only been a week since i released rwrb au into the world, and then hit 10k on it yesterday! wild!

anyway here is a bit of a tease of chapter two!

“I was tipsy, and give me a break Christopher was across the ocean safe with his aunt and you,” he anticipates her next quip.  “I don’t have time to have this argument with you again, Eddie.” She purses her lips as she opens a file filled with documents with different colorful tabs sticking out of it. She spins it around and pushes it across the table so Eddie can read it.  AGREEMENT OF TERMS He just scrunches his mouth, biting his bottom lip a little.  “You and Evan are going to make nice. You leave Friday night, you will spend the weekend there.”  She gets up to leave, and he spins towards her in his conference room chair.  “Mom, I can’t just up and leave the country for the weekend! I have Chris-”  “I thought you are such an adult, you can figure this out. I’m already late to a meeting, Athena will tell you the rest.”  And she’s gone, the door shutting after her.  Athena moves to a chair that’s next to him. She has been working with his mother for many years now, and has the special talent for untangling their family messes.  “I really thought telling her my sort of girlfriend was pregnant was going to be the worst thing I would ever do,” he says after a moment of silence. “I guess that didn’t have as much effect on global politics.”  Athena just eyes him carefully before beginning her spiel, “So here’s how this is going to go, you are going to follow this to the letter,” she looks him square in the eyes, “and you will not fuck it up, okay?” She doesn’t wait for him to answer as she barrels on, “I was negotiating this all night with the royal PR team and the prince’s equerry. So first the White House and the monarchy are going to make a statement that cake-gate was a complete accident-”  Eddie looks at her with exasperation, and she continues.  “-and although you have little time to see each other due to your duties, you and Evan have been close personal friends for the past several years.”  Eddie just opens and closes his mouth in disbelief.  Athena takes another gulp of coffee from her cup,”I know it's not exactly ideal, but both parties need to look good on this, and the easiest way to do that is to make it seem like your mishap was a playful spat, alright? You can hate him, rant and regale against him and the monarchy all you want in private, but in front of the cameras? He is the best thing that ever happened to you, got it?”

sleepover time!

[gothpanda]

A Little Bit of Attitude Ch. 5: Put A Muzzle on That

WORD COUNT: 5.2K 

A/N: sorry if snorting coke isn’t actually like what I described. I’m a saint & don’t know drugs 

Warnings: Drug Use

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A full month had gone by since Nikki and Sammi’s phone call. Within those 4 weeks, Sammi paid no attention to her brother, Vince, or even sometimes Athena. The fall semester had already rolled around making it perfect for Sammi to concentrate on other things. She was able to focus on her education and her job. Sammi was starting her second year of college making it closer to her being an ‘adult’. Studying to become a Vet. automatically was draining for anyone. She was smart enough to handle the pressures of school. Her friends understood her goals and respected her decisions to not hang out as much during this semester. Fall always was the most challenging semester for Sammi. Mr. and Mrs. Bass did notice the change in their daughter after that dinner night. They quickly took note at Tommy not coming around as much when Sammi was home, but still asking for her during phone calls. They noticed Sammi only talking about her plans to move out this coming October. They also noticed Athena staying near them if both of their daughters were in the house together. It was strange to them but of course, neither one of their children explained to them what was going on. 

After that night, Tommy got back to the apartment to see Vince ready to kill Nikki. He saw Vince yelling down at their bass player who was sitting down on the beaten-up sofa like a sad puppy. Mick stood between them as a precaution if a fight would start. Tommy could already tell Nikki took something when the bassist turned to him. Walking in further and finally being noticed by his bandmates, Mick explained everything. Tommy had never been mad at Nikki since knowing him. All the fucked up shit Nikki did was because Tommy was apart of it. This was something completely different. He got in Nikki’s face asking why but never got a proper answer. “Nikki you fucked up,” Mick told Nikki after Tommy went to call Sammi. She immediately would end the call. Tommy tried multiple times but would always get hung up on as soon as he spoke. Vince even tried hoping Sammi would give him a chance to explain but nothing. The Drummer and the singer were pissed at Nikki for the whole month. 

On the second floor of the old fashioned college library, Britney unlocked the private study room with Sammi right behind her. Sammi switched on the light placing her backpack on the long wooden table. Taking out all their supplies for the afternoon, the girls soon got to work. The two girls worked in silence for a moment, Sammi looking at her notes and writing down anything important. In full concentration mode, Sammi was interrupted by a pen tapping on her textbook. Looking up, she saw Britney with a curious little smile on her face. “Can I help you? I don’t see your assignment done.” Sammi said peering over her friends' notebook. “I just remembered something and got curious,” Britney said flipping the pen between her fingers. “Well?” said Sammi. Britney pursed her lips thinking on how to ask Sammi. “Have you spoken to Tommy recently?” asked Britney leaning against the table. Sammi could only huff and scratch her head. 

“No, I haven’t spoken to Tommy,” Sammi said going back to her work in front of her. Britney couldn’t help but note Sammi’s empty look after asking about her brother. Britney had an equally big heart like Sammi, that’s why they got along so fast when they first met. The difference between the two was Britney couldn’t be changed. Britney listened to what her friends had to say but would still follow what she thought was right. In this case, she didn’t agree with Sammi not talking to Tommy. She knew the whole conversation between her and Nikki was a negative one from the start. She may not know Nikki but she knows Tommy was a nice big brother to Sammi. She also could tell Vince was a good person to Sammi at least. “I can feel you staring,” Sammi mumbled burying her face deeper in her textbook. “I’m not staring, I’m just thinking,” Britney said still looking at Sammi. “Brit if you have something on your mind just say it,” Sammi said looking up at her best friend. “Okay… I’m only saying this because I love you, but I think you should talk to Tommy.” Brit said sealing her lips shut. “Why?” Sammi asked not wanting to be bothered about this topic. “Because Sam he’s your brother. You haven’t even talked to Athena! It’s important to forgive your close family. You never know what can happen.” said Britney with a soft smile. Sammi thought about her a moment knowing Tommy would try to talk to her. A month was most likely the longest they haven’t spoken. It was strange but she was still mad mainly at Nikki for making it worse. “Well even if I talk to Tommy, there’s still Nikki,” Sammi said trying to go back to her notes. “Just talk to him,” said Britney “Maybe he knows he fucked up. Pretty sure one of the guys scolded him.”. Sammi knew Britney was right. She couldn't avoid her brother forever. “You’re right. Pretty sure my parents would want us to speak again. They can definitely tell something's up,” Sammi mumbled. “Exactly! After this, you can go to their place to talk to Nikki.” Britney suggested with a smile on her face.

On the strip, Sammi turned onto Palm Avenue remembering the directions perfectly from last time. Sammi parked her impala across the street from the apartment buildings. Taking in a calming breath, Sammi turned off the ignition and got out of her car. Sammi slowly walked up the steps to the second floor and went to the door of the Motley House. Knocking on the door got Sammi nothing but listening to passing cars. Sammi banged harder on the door with her fist hoping to wake somebody up. Out of nowhere, she hears the window being opened with black scruffy hair poking out of it. “Who the fuck is it?” Nikki barks squinting at the bright sunny day. Sammi stared at Nikki with wide eyes and raised eyebrows confused. “Um. Hey, Nikki.” Sammi said walking in front of the window looking down at Nikki. Nikki’s eyes finally took focused enough to see Sammi. He was confused to see the small girl at his doorstep out of the blue. Nevertheless, Nikki cleared his throat and got out of the window. “Hey, Samantha,” said Nikki. Sammi was more confused by Nikki than before. “Why the hell did he just come out the window?” Sammi thought. “Is your door broken?” Sammi said pointing behind her while looking at Nikki with scrunched up brows. Nikki straightened up following Sammi’s hand then looked back at her. “We had to board it shut. The cops kept busting in on us during parties.” Nikki chuckled with a smirk. Blinking with shock, Sammi only nodded at Nikki. She tightened her lips together still looking at Nikki then at the road below her. “Not to sound more rude than usual but why’re at my place this early?” Nikki asked. “Dude, it's almost five in the afternoon,” Sammi said tilting her head to the side. “Oh… well, why are you here then? I thought you weren’t gonna be here anymore?” still confused Nikki leaned his back against the railing. “I wanted to talk,” Sammi said coldly crossing her arms. “Well start talking then,” Nikki said mimicking Sammi’s mannerisms. “Not here. Since I’m guessing you’ve just woken up, how about we go eat at the diner, like last time. I’ll pay.” said Sammi. Nikki thought for a moment before shrugging his shoulders and agreeing. Sammi smiled for a second at Nikki's cooperativeness. “It’s going to take me a while to get decent. Crawl into the window and make yourself at home.” Nikki said gesturing to the window like a grand door. 

Slowly stepping into the window, Sammi fully walked into the apartment with Nikki behind her. Nothing had majorly changed from the last time she was here. Except for maybe a few new stains on the carpet and the sofa was now somewhat fixed. The guys' equipment wasn’t in the living room anymore making the area actually spacious. Sammi slowly sat in the middle of the beaten sofa following Nikki with her eyes. After closing the window, Nikki walked over to the fridge pulling out two bottles of Budweiser for him and his guest. He was able to open the bottle with his teeth passing it to Sammi. With hesitance, Sammi took the bottle and brought it to her lips to take a drink. “I’ll try not to take life but no promises,” Nikki said walking over to his door. He gave a wink to Sammi and disappeared soon after. The sound of the water running from the bathroom echoed throughout the apartment. “I hope I’m not an idiot for trying to talk to him.” Sammi thought as she continued to sip her beer. “He doesn’t seem to be high. Definitely did something last night that’s for sure.” Sammi got up from her spot trying to find a trash can in the little kitchen. With no luck, Sammi only left the empty bottle on the counter near the sink. Soon she heard voices coming from the outside growing near to the window. Peeking out the kitchen just a tad, Sammi heard the high pitched voice of Beth. “Why the hell do you still live in this shithole?” Beth said once she regained her balance. Sammi rolled her eyes hiding against the thin wall dividing them. She knew Nikki was going to take awhile making her dreading seeing Vince. Vince closed the window and turned to Beth who looked annoyed as always. “Babe it’s so I can be with the guys and practice. It’s perfect for me.” Vince said walking over to Beth and kissing her neck. She soon pushed him off of her continuing to rant about the disgusting apartment. 

Sammi took a deep breath and stepped out of the kitchen quietly walking into the close living room. Vince’s eyes were fast and made direct eye contact with Sammi the closer she got. He tuned out everything Beth was saying as his dimpled smile grew. Beth took note and turned around to see the shorter redhead. Vince pushed past Beth walking over to Sammi in a quick motion. He wrapped his arms around her waist and shoulder in a tight but soft grip. “Sunny, I missed you,” mumbled Vince. He buried his head into her neck and hair and not caring if Sammi didn’t reciprocate the hug. Luckily she did, wrapping her arms around his neck slightly tugging Vince down to her height. They both swayed side to side continuing to be held for what seemed like forever. Sammi was able to smell the cologne Vince had on. She could feel the smile coming from the Blonde on her neck. “Ahem,” said Beth behind her boyfriend. Vince let go of Sammi turning around to see Beth with arms crossed and scowling at the ‘couple’. Sammi soon let go of Vince and stepped back keeping distance between everyone. “What the fuck are you doing, Vince?!” Beth yelled pushing Vince slightly on his shoulders. Sammi turned to the door hoping Nikki would get out soon from his room. “Babe it’s nothing.” Vince tried to say before Beth continued to push him. “It’s Sammi! I told you she’s Tommy’s sister!” Beth rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth. “Bull. Shit! I don’t care if she’s your stupid drummer’s sister, you’re fucking her! I fucking knew it!” Beth screamed looking back to Sammi marching over to her. Sammi froze still in her spot wide eyes looking up at the taller woman. “Listen here, bitch. Stay the fuck away from Vince!” Vince pulled Beth by the arm trying to keep Sammi safe. Beth only yanked out of Vince’s grip and got closer to Sammi. “He doesn’t want some pathetic little girl! He just wanted to get into your pants!” Beth shouted in Sammi’s face jabbing her finger against her chest. “I-I-I didn’t have sex with Vince! I haven’t even se-se-seen him in like a month! I swear!” Sammi stammered looking at Vince for help. “Don’t look at him! Look at me!” Beth yelled. 

Nikki swung the door open fully dressed, hearing the yelling from the living. He quickly stepped out seeing Beth yell down to Samantha. “Woah! Woah! Woah! Fucking cool it blondie!” Nikki said stepping in between the two girls. Nikki was able to step back wrapping his left arm around Sammi in the back of him. “What the fuck is going on?” Nikki asked looking at his singer and his ‘girlfriend’. “That slut fucked Vince!” Beth screamed trying to hit Sammi with her small fist, Nikki still protecting her. “Back the fuck up! Vince, you need to put a fucking muzzle on that bitch!” Nikki said keeping Beth at arms distance. Vince quickly got a hold of Beth trying to calm her down. “Shut up, asshole!” yelled Beth. “Look Sammi didn’t fuck Vince!” Nikki said wrapping both his arms around the back of Sammi. “Then why is she here? Her brother isn’t!” Beth asked yanking away from Vince’s grip again. “We were going on a date! She just came to get me so we could go to the diner!” Nikki said. Vince looked at Nikki with raised eyebrows then tried to see Sammi. “Yeah, I came for Nikki!” Sammi said over Nikki’s shoulder. Beth looked at Vince then back at Nikki. “Whatever,” Beth said stomping on her heels to Vince’s bedroom. With the door slammed, Nikki let go of Sammi slowly. She still stayed close to the bassist but moved away from the door. Vince could only stare at Sammi hoping the two were lying. “Hey, Sam I’m sorry about all of that,” Vince whispered to Sammi. He tried hugging her but Sammi stepped back from him. She only looked up at him and gave the tiniest smile. “Come on Nikki, I’m getting pretty hungry,” Sammi said walking over to the window. “Wait, what?” Vince asked scrunching his eyebrows together. Sammi turned back to face Vince. “Yeah. We weren’t lying. I came for Nikki.” Sammi said looking at her watch. Nikki patted Vince on the shoulder walking past him putting on his army green jacket “After you, princess.” Nikki said gesturing toward the window. Sammi waved goodbye at Vince before crawling out of the small window space. “What the fuck?” Vince mumbled to himself looking out the other window seeing Sammi and Nikki walking down the street together. Nikki putting his arm around Sammi before they disappeared in the distance from the apartment. “You gotta be fucking kidding me.” 

The diner was pretty busy for a Friday afternoon but nevertheless, the waitress still gave Nikki the booth he always sits by. “Do you know this is where I met your brother?” Nikki asked taking a sip from his tiny bottle of Jack Daniels. “Yeah, he wouldn't shut up about it. For a second Athena and I thought it was his way of saying he liked guys.” Sammi smiled looking down at the menu. Nikki chuckled looking at Sammi with a coy smile. He was able to see how engrossed Samantha can get just from reading the menu. With the minimal interaction they’ve had, Nikki already knew quite a bit about Sammi from the stories and could piece them together. “So what can I get for you two?” the older waitress asked pulling out her little notepad. “Can I have the Belgium waffle with a side of hashbrowns please?” Sammi asking politely looking up the waitress. “And your usual Nikki?” the waitress asked after writing down Sammi’s order. “Yeah, the pancakes,” Nikki said passing the menus. As the waitress left, an awkward silence soon ascended on the two. Nikki bounced his leg just looking at Sammi who was beginning to mess with her nails. “Okay, I’m just gonna say it. Why the fuck were you mean to me when you called?” Sammi blurted out looking at Nikki with some form of desperation. Nikki huffed and took another swing at his whiskey avoiding Sammi’s gaze “In all honesty, I had just rubbed coke on my gums when I was talking to you.” Nikki said slowly making eye contact with the redhead across from him. “And I’m sorry. I really got my ass chewed when the guys found out. Vince was gonna kill me before Tommy had the chance. Even Mick said I fucked up.” Sammi smiled at the thought of the guys defending her from Nikki. "I actually did want to apologize for the shit that went down the Starwood," Nikki said. “Do you have to get high all the time? Genuine question.” Sammi said noticing the waitress bringing them their food. Nikki only shrugged his shoulders cutting up a piece of pancake. “I mean I’ve been doing it since I was 10,” Nikki said taking a bite of his food. Sammi looked up with wide eyes. “How the hell do you get drugs that young?” Sammi asked drinking her water. “My mom. She won the mother of the year award that year.” Nikki said with no emotion in his voice. Sammi looked at him with some compassion. “I’m guessing she’s not around?” Sammi asked. Nikki shook his head, “Hasn’t been around since I was a teenager,”. “I’m sorry,” said Sammi. “Don’t be. It's normal for me. Not everyone is as lucky as you and T-Bone.” Nikki said looking down at his food. They continued to eat in silence before Nikki remembered something important. “Hey, so you haven’t spoken to Tommy at all?” Sammi shook her head taking the last bite of her waffle. “I think you should… we’re gonna be gone for a while,” said Nikki. “Why?” Sammi said confused again. “We got a record deal. We’re gonna go on tour as the opening act for a band for four months.” Nikki said smiling at himself. Sammi quickly smiled happily. “Oh my god, Nikki that’s great!" Sammi said smiling up at Nikki. Nikki only nodded with a smirk plastered on his face. "I have to talk to Tommy now," Sammi said running her hand through her hair. “Let’s go then!” Nikki said enthusiastically. 

As the two walked closer to the apartment complex, they could see people begin to head to the Motley house from a distance. Nikki and Sammi passed the growing crowd of people making out or smoking a certain leaf. So many people were outside waiting in line trying to crawl through the tiny window space. It was like waiting outside of a club on the strip. The Motley house had turned into a cramped club anyone could get into from the short time they've moved in. The bassist pushed everyone out of the way cutting in line and helping Sammi enter the apartment. “Damn you guys are gonna get kicked out of this place one day,” Sammi said chuckling at Nikki almost tripping. “Not if we leave this dump before they kick us out,” Nikki said smiling down at Sammi. Sammi scanned the room in search of her tall lanky brother. “I think your brother in his room, let me go get him,” said Nikki walking over to the bedrooms. Sammi spotted Mick in the corner surprised to see her back. He walked over to her with a beer in his hand and one for the young girl. “So Vince wasn’t lying when he said Nikki went on a date with you,” Mick said handing the beer over. Sammi could only roll her eyes playfully clanking the neck of beers together. “We didn’t go on a date. We just went to the diner and talked.” Sammi said taking a sip out of her beer. Mick nodded looking over to see if Vince was around. “Well, at least it made you come back. Vince and Tommy hated Nikki for a month. I think Vince more than Tommy.” Sammi squinted at Mick trying to comprehend the last bit. Out of nowhere, Sammi felt two skinny arms wrap around her and the weight someone's body against her. “Sammi! I’m so fucking sorry! I promise I’ll be a better brother!” Tommy said muffled as he buried his face into Sammi’s long hair. Sammi peeled Tommy off of her smiling up at him. “Dude we need to talk,” Sammi said sipping her beer. “Yeah! Let's talk outside so I can take a smoke!” Tommy said smiling. 

The Lee siblings stepped out of the apartment, walking over to the end of the outside hallway. Tommy sat on the cold concrete pulling out a cigarette with Sammi following his actions. He took one puff before turning to his sister. “I’m not high I swear,” Tommy said with his hands in the air. Sammi giggled playing with the purple lighter Tommy had. “Well, that’s good. Maybe we can start apologizing to each other.” Sammi said. Tommy scrunched his eyebrows together putting out his cigarette. “Why do you have to apologize? I’m the one that fucked up.” Tommy said moving a piece of hair behind his ear. “I’m sorry that I was too harsh about you doing coke. I shouldn’t have ratted on you and Athena,” said Sammi. She flinched when she felt the flame touch her thumb. “Well, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about me doing coke. I should’ve told you before the show.” Tommy said flipping a cigarette between her fingers like a drumstick. “Apology accepted. Next time tell me before you do it.” “I will. Or I’ll try at least,” said Tommy. “Also congrats on the record deal,” Sammi said. Tommy's smile grew looking down at his youngest sister. "I can't believe I'm actually gonna be a rockstar, Sam!" Tommy said taking the last puff of his cigarette. Sammi soon got up from the floor dusting off the dirt on her jeans. “Come on, let's get back to the party,” Sammi said extending her hand for Tommy. Tommy took gleefully and tugged Sammi back to his apartment. 

Soon after three beers, Sammi went over to the fridge in hopes to find another beer. It was refreshing for Sammi to have some fun and relax for a moment. She remembered it's okay to be young and free. Sammi noticed the half-empty bottle of Jack in the fridge before the beers in the back. She grabbed the bottle closing the fridge and took a swing. The classic whiskey burn hit the back of Sammi’s throat making her wince just a little. Wiping away some of the drips of whiskey off her chin, Sammi turned around seeing Vince making his way towards her. Sammi leaned against the sink looking at the ground. “Hey, Sam.” Vince looked at Sammi licking his lips. Sammi averted her eyes from Vince's gaze looking around to see a certain stuck up blonde. “Beth isn’t here,” Vince said grazing his hand on top of Sammi’s. He lingered a bit before getting the bottle of Jack to take a sip. “Come on, Can we just talk?” Sammi met Vince’s eyes and could only shake her head. “I’ve been talking to everybody. I’m okay.” Sammi said yanking the bottle out of Vince’s hand. “Sunny come on.” Vince stepped closer to Sammi putting both his arms against the sinking in closing the girl in. Sammi turned her head away from Vince. She felt his whiskey breathe on her skin making her face him. They were close but still at a distance. “Fine,” Sammi said grabbing Vince’s hand and taking him to the hall bathroom. 

Vince closed the door behind him as Sammi sat on the bathroom counter. Vince made himself comfortable sitting right next to Sammi leaning his back against the cracked mirror. The bathroom was a small dim area that barely had anything. “And I thought the living room alone was bad. Pretty sure that’s dried cum in the corner.” Sammi said sipping on the whiskey. “Pretty sure that’s your brother’s dried cum,” Vince said chuckling looking over. He reached out and moved a piece of Sammi’s hair tucking it behind her eye. “There. Getting a better look at your pretty face,” said Vince with a lopsided grin. Sammi took a swing from the bottle, taking bigger sips than the first time. She felt her cheeks flush not knowing if it was from the whiskey or Vince. “So what did you want to talk about?” Sammi said moving to face Vince getting dizzy soon after. “I wanted to say sorry about Beth, but I mainly just wanted to see what was up with you. I did mean it when I said I missed you.” Vince said sitting up straight. There was hardly any distance between them as they sat on the counter. Sammi tucked her left leg in and rest her right leg on top of Vince’s legs, she placed the bottle of whiskey in the small gap between them. Vince placed one hand on Sammi’s leg, keeping it low. “You don’t have to apologize for your girlfriend. You’re the one that wants to keep that.” Sammi said looking at Vince with hazy eyes. Vince could only chuckle with dryness while beginning to draw little patterns on Sammi’s calf. “I’m only keeping that for the car. She’s rich and shows it off,” said Vince. Sammi only rolled her eyes taking another sip of Jack. “Hey, I have a cool car! I'm not rich. But I think I'll get there after I graduate.” Sammi said pouting down at the bottlecap. Vince giggled at Sammi's little pout. He got the bottle and took another sip for himself. “That reminds me, Tommy told me you’re studying to be a vet. Good to know you’re still helping animals.” Vince said searching his pocket. He pulled out a baggie with almost no weed and a couple of small papers. "Yeah... helping animals all the time." Sammi slurred. 

Sammi’s attention quickly gravitated to the leaves moving closer to Vince. Vince noticed and smirked as he began rolling the small blunt. “Nikki told me you guys got a record deal. He also said you all will be gone for four months.” Sammi said looking up at Vince with big eyes. “Yeah, we’re gonna hit the road next week. It’s going to be one hell of a ride.” Vince said licking the paper to seal the blunt. He brought it to his lips to light it and began taking a hit. “Wanna shotgun?” Vince asked ready to take another hit. Sammi only nodded getting closer to Vince’s face. He took in a puff of smoke, holding it in his lungs as he cupped his left hand to make a tunnel. Vince brought his hand between his and Sammi’s lips beginning to let go of the smoke. Sammi took in the smoke slowly, holding it in her lungs for a while before exhaling. Sammi smiled relaxing seeing the smoke through the air. She soon took note at Vince gazing down at her. He tried to look away but could only focus on her pouty lips. "What would he do if I got closer to him?" Sammi thought slowly moving towards Vince's face. Vince stayed in his spot, feeling his face warm up as Sammi grew closer to him. Their noses brushed against each other stay still afraid to make the final step. Sammi could feel Vince’s lips even without touching his against hers. Suddenly loud bangs came from outside the door, hearing a muffled yell.

Nikki swung the restroom door open fast having Sammi and Vince jump up away from each other. Sammi quickly jumped off the sink keeping a distance from Vince. Nikki ignored the couple as he rushed over the bathtub. In a small crevice between the tub and the wall, Nikki pulled a baggie filled to the seal of white powder. He kissed it as if he found a treasure chest of gold smiling to himself. Soon Nikki realized both Sammi and Vince staring at him like little high schoolers. “What? Never seen a man love some coke before?” Nikki jokingly said walking over to Vince. Tommy soon stumbled into the restroom, closing the door behind him with a smile on his face. Even though the twins saw Vince and Sammi in the bathroom together, they could not bother to ask them any questions, as they only focused on the baggie Nikki was spilling on the counter. Tommy looked at Sammi stare at the white powder seeing her eyes follow Nikki’s hands. “Sammi it’s okay, nothing bad is gonna happen from me snorting this,” Tommy said wrapping his arm around Sammi’s shoulders. “Vince, you want some, Man?” Nikki asked passing the rolled-up dollar bill. Vince took the bill from Nikki’s hand lowering himself to the counter. He snorted up three out of the ten lines Nikki cut up feeling the sting go up to his nose. Vince shut his eyes tight, wiping his nose clean as he leaned back to the mirror. After Tommy and Nikki took their lines, only one thick line of coke was left. 

Sammi stared at it long before turning to Nikki. “Can I snort the last line?” Sammi asked with hazy eyes. The three guys could only look at each other trying to find an answer. Nikki passed the bill to Sammi but was snatched up by Vince. “Sam you’re not snorting coke,” Vince said walking up to her in the cramped space. “Why not? You guys said it was ‘part of your life’ from now on.” said Sammi trying to the bill from Vince. He only extended his hand in the back of him hoping Tommy would take it. "Yeah, our life. Not the future Dr. Samantha Bass's life," said Vince. “Dude if she wants a hit, let her have it,” Nikki said grabbing the bill and passing it to Sammi. “All you have to do is put this up to your nose, close your other nostril, and snort it fast. I’ll make you another line” Nikki said smirking down at Samantha. “Vince just gave me weed and now Nikki is giving me coke… How fitting.” Sammi thought slowly taking the rolled-up bill. “Vince it’s okay. If shit gets weird I trust you.” Sammi said to the blonde before lowering herself to the counter. After snorting the first line, Sammi could taste the smell of gasoline then felt nothing. Her throat when numb making it easier for the second to go up to her nose. She felt the immediate high when she came back for air looking at the three guys in front of her. Nikki smirked at her, he enjoyed the look of Sammi’s innocence drifting away. Tommy was laughing with his sister, giving her high fives and making another line for himself. Vince just wanted to protect her. “You feeling okay, Sammi?” Vince said wrapping his arm Sammi’s waist. Sammi leaned on Vince for support and rested her head on his shoulder. “Yeah, I feel great.” Sammi slurred with a grin plastered on her face. “Come on, I’m gonna get you something to drink,” Vince said exiting the restroom with Sammi. 

Sammi felt like she was on top of the world. She took a swing from her beer as she rested her back against Vince’s chest, swaying her hips to the beat of the music. Everything around her was going 100 mph. Sammi only felt Vince around her and everything going to black.

[procrastinatingfeminist]

So, apparently I am a dum-dum, who thought all the seasons of 911 had only 12 episodes, and was wondering why S2 ended with Chim being murdered and S3 started with Buck being back after recovery. What can I say, I don't even have looks to fall back on, since I also just proved that I don't have the brains.

- Despite my earlier rant about how JLH always seems to portray characters with overwrought, overemotional backstories, I kinda like the writing of the Doug plot arc. The actor was also cast perfectly - he is just so pretty, nice, amiable, invested - and an absolute monster. How he can sell so convicingly that it is Maddie's fault that he had to kill people and still look like the perfect son-in-law, I don't know, but this is fascinating. Maddie fighting back breaks my heart.

- I don't get why fandom hates on Shannon. Yeah, she gets in the way of your favorite ship, but they get in their own way themselves plenty enough. Look up 'oblivious' in the dictionary and you'll find the picture of Eddie; look up 'besotten' and 'smitten', and you will have found Buck too. Shannon is perfectly fine. At least she knows that falling back into the same kind of behaviours will only make you repeat the same kind of mistakes. The writers didn't have to kill her off, divorce would have been perfectly fine - this show has far too many instances of fridging women for my liking, despite their good record with representation in general; Shannon didn't have to be the casualty just to bring more drama into Eddie's life.

- Oooh, Michael. I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop this whole time - he accepted Bobby too readily, too easily, always supportive and inclusive, but there it is, that little bit of jealousy over Harry's hero worship of Bobby. Have I gushed lately about how much I love the writing of the family dynamics in the Grant-Nash extended household? Because I would like to nominate it for an award.

- To be honest, Michael's and Bobby's bonding kinda made me realize that I might be starting to ship Bobby as a shared boyfriend/husband between Athena and Michael. It is the perfect solution, he doesn't feel like an intruder on a failing marriage, still gets to be a co-parent and all three get all the sex and stable marriage that they want out of it. Michael could even move back into the house. Why have I never seen any triad fic?

- Okay, hands down, episode 2x15 (Oceans 911) is the best, self-contained episode I have seen on the show. The episode is hilarious and thrilling, I love how they are spoofing teh Oceans 11 heist stories, while also continuing to give us solid characterisation for all the characters. Athenas haughty cold shoulder at her colleagues while they are tossing their house is peak performance.

- Oooh boy. Bobby's backstory again. That certainly explains what I have been wondering about in the first post - how he was able to get hired as captain by the LAFD with that kind of black mark. You fucked up big time, cap. What makes me like him even more is that he so ready to admit his mistakes. Can't stand mad at a man whose first instinct isn't to be a macho and deny that he ever been at fault for anything in his life.

- Oooh, boy. Maddie once again gets to be a Mary Sue. All her colleagues love her and are in awe of her, she gets to girlboss the callcenter, even though she has several colleagues with more experience and seniority, and now that she starts waffling about her career choices she does't get told to suck it up and either quit or stay, she even gets to have a meeting where everyone gets to thank her for being competent on her job. Even her rival tells thanks her and asks for forgiveness. No one else at the callcenter gets this emo-booster party, it is just Maddie. Cos she is so special. All that this Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Maddie needs is pink hair and purple eyes. (I lowkey hope someone made a vid of the scene set to the soundtrack of My Immortal by Evanescence).

- Wait, what? This whole thing with Buck's crush injury, with the bombing of the truck is not even ten minutes long? What the fuck? You mean to tell me that fanfic lied to me? That this is not a 3-4 episodes encompassing plot, dealing with who is Buck's next of kin, what kind of tough medical decisions he gets to make, the grueling recovery work, how his relationships with his friends suffer because of the toll it is taking on him never existed? This is just some careless afterthought, shoved in, just like Shannons death, where we didn't even get to see how she even came to be involved in the bombing? One moment he wakes up after surgery, gets into a half-hearted squabble with Ali and Maddie and then, when S3 starts, he is all healed up? Why does Maddie get several episodes dealing with the fallout of her failed marriage, but Buck is an afterthought??? I feel offended, not only on his behalf, but also on Chims, bc this is the same bullshit as the rebar incident - one moment he is a medical miracle and then he just disappears for several episodes, like, Chim who? and then he gets a welcome back party. Only I wasn't emotionally invested in Chim and I didn't like him anyway, so I let it slide, but it was bullshit then and it is bullshit now. What the hell is even this finale...

Still going through 911, season 2, still not liking Chim very much.

- ep. 2x04: fucking hell, Chimney, why is it always "me, me, me" with you? "(Tatiana) got the life-changing, all I got is trauma", really? Yes, the traffic accident was very traumatic, yes, the rebar to the head is an extraordinary event and it is a miracle you survived, but Tatiana's life very obviously doesn't revolve around you and didn't before, are you seriously making her pregnancy and marriage all about you own feelings of inadequacy? Thank all that is holy that he at least had enough decency left to apologize and wish her well.

- ep. 2x06: Buck is really going to end up banging that woman? Miss "I would have put the deepest trauma of a good man on air just to entertain the masses and get my name out there"? What the hell? I am really curious about what character makeover Taylor will get to make that a good decision. Lord knows, Buck has not exactly extablished himself as a good decision maker when it comes to his love life. But I would have expected at least a modicum of self-preservation. Taylor, honey, I don't know how to tell you, but what you are doing is not journalism - it is muckraking. Of the worst, most disgusting kind.

- I really don't like how horny about social media and lax privacy this show has been, so far, though it is much more typical of the newer US shows. I am just so, so glad that I live in Europe, where we have adequate privacy laws and what people who are not public servants or otherwise famous can reasonably expect the media to publish or not. They are not foolproof, but they seem to be much more robust than in the US. Very strange to see such a pro media stance from people who usually are hounded the worst by it.

- Maddie though seems okay so far, but from my understanding the worst characterisation comes whenever she has to interact with Buck, and I am only caught up to ep. 6. (I am already dreading the bombing arc and Daniel arc and finding out whether fanfic lied to me about her being emotional blackmailer.)

- In other news - Christopher is a delight and every bit the little charmer that fanfic makes him out to be; his and Eddie's domestic interactions are everything I want to see in tv about good portrayals of father-son relationships.

- I thought for sure Eddie was going to propose on the spot when Buck introduced him to Carla. (I need a Carla in my life, too).

- also, I know that I always get the waterworks when I see a good LGBT portrayal, and Bobby's inclusion in the May's prom makes me tear up. The Grant-Nash family is such good writing; Michael certainly regained some footing, despite having started in the negative as a cheater, and Athena having lost some sympathy points for misusing her job. But on the whole, that is something to be really proud of.

- ep. 2x07: Oh, Buck, no, that was the worst decision ever. Also, Chim once again, rises to an absolutely unique asshole form. He won't even be a wingman to Buck without having some self-serving interests in play, namely wooing Maddie. Go throw yourself into Mount Doom already. Also, Buck, you seriously have nobody else to couch surf at? Anyone is gotta be better than Chim, even a motel. Eddie and Chris as Snake Plissken and Wolverine are so adorable, I am feeling every one of my cavities cry in sympathetic pain. But on whole, that whole episode is a tearjerker.

- why is everyone so intent to remind Buck how long exactly he had been single? There is absolutely no reason that you have to be friends with your coworkers, or found family as a lot of shows like to make out, but if there is a coworker who doesn't get the difference, maybe get into his face and spell it out that you only want him to maintain professional distance. There is absolutely no need for this passive-aggressive hazing.

- oh, good, now there are two people who get to be belligerent and condescending to Buck at the same time, instead of only one. Seriously, I would prefer to bunk on the street than with Chim.

- I was wondering, why fandom insists on portraying Buck as a sort of secret genius. He is an absolute dumbass. Not only that, he is absolutely unsocialised. Boy wouldn't know how to read social cues if they bit him in his delectable biceps. Buckley seniors A+ parenting!

- I also don't get why fandom insists on Eddie being a suave charmer. He is just as much of a dumbass when it comes to relationship stuff. He really needed Buck to talk him through whether or not he wants to allow the mother of his child to see him? Really? I take everything back I said about Buck and Eddie being adorable - clearly Chris is the only one of these three men who has more than one braincell. This is the remake of Dumb and dumber, only with firefighters and they fall in love with each other. Somehow, there are still women involved in their exclusive love fest.

- Hen and Chim's background episodes deserve an award. Chim finally has some other character traits than being a vindictive dick, that are actually likable. His backstory actually makes a lot of sense in regards to his character in the present, and I do empathise with him. Still, I have little sympathy for people who insist on dishing out all the bullying that they got before. Abusing people because you were abused yourself is not an excuse and doesn't absolve you from curbing your temper. When Buck is being a sulky, surly teenager, he gets a pass bc he isn't completely aware of what he is doing and he stops as soon as he gets how much of a dumbass he has been. Chim doesn't get the pass because he instead leans into it. Yeah, former 118 seems to have had an assortment of racists. But not everyone of those white men was the same kind of unrepentant racist as the captain. Eli gave him a chance and brought some of the others around. Buck is not those people. Just because he reminds you of them you don't get to treat him like shit whithout apology or explanation.

- damn, the series is good. I def need to see season three. I need to at least get through the tsunami.

[hyperion-moonbabe-art3mis]

Caught In Between 15. Flutters

Summary: Athena Dumont has finally found a place to call home after many years of foster homes and traveling. She had finally tamed her supernatural side and just wanted to live a normal teenage life. She quickly discovers that there is nothing normal about her hometown, Mystic Falls and gets sucked right back into the supernatural world.

Post Date: 08.25.20

Word count: 2.8k

Based off: 03x08 “Ordinary People” | 03x09 “Homecoming”

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After spending the day taking care of myself and doing errands around the town I make my way to the Salvatore house. I walk in to find Rebekah and Elena in a fight.

“Klaus killed your mother. He has a hold on you, on me, on everyone. He has for a thousand years. We have to make it stop,” Elena yells.

“Shut up! Just Shut up! Don’t talk anymore! Nothing!” Rebekah yells back pushing Elena against the wall.

“Rebekah!” I yell making my way to them but she holds me by my neck as well. After a few moments, she lets go of both of us and backs up, starting to cry and falling to the ground.

“Just go, Elena,” I say, wanting to keep her from harm. Elena quickly leaves the room as I try to go and comfort Rebekah and try to get her on my side.

“Are you okay?” I ask her as I kneel next to her.

“No, I’m not! Elena just told me my brother killed my mother,” she says sobbing.

“Hey, hey it’s ok. We’re gonna figure this out. We’ll get Mikael out of your life and then Klaus out of ours,” I tell her.

“What do you know about family? You’re the one to talk about taking Klaus out! You loved him and he made you a hybrid, I highly doubt you really want to take Klaus out!” Rebekah rants.

“You’re right. I don’t know anything about family. My parents were murdered when I was still a kid. I never had a place to call home, people to call a family. But I met a pack that helped me through my transitions and had people to call family. But Klaus, he broke any chance of reconnecting with me when he killed them on his hunt for hybrids. I can never forgive him for killing my family,” I tell her.

“So you really want to take Klaus out?” She asks calming down.

“Truly. I will help in any way to take him out. I will stick by your side and the others in your revenge,” I tell her.

“That means a lot,” She says as she seems to finally calm down completely.

After helping Rebekah get ahold of herself, I head upstairs and sleep for the night. The next morning I head downstairs and into the library where Stefan, Damon, and Elena are talking about a plan to lure Klaus back here.

“Ok. Fine. We vervained him. And in the process discovered that he had a dagger,” Stefan says as I make my way in.

“Which he planned to use on Rebekah. But instead--” Elena starts.

“We drove it through his heart,” I say making my presence known.

“And what happens when he asks to see Mikael’s body?” Elena asks.

“Good point. You, my brother, have been compelled to do what Klaus says. And you Athena, have been sired to Klaus. So the idea is to lure him back here and kill him, the last thing we need is you two getting tripped up and tongue-tied,” Damon states.

“For the last time. I’m with you guys. I want to take Klaus down,” I respond.

“Well, don’t look at me. I’m just in charge of getting him back here,” Stefan states.

“Klaus is smart. If we tell him that Mikael’s dead, he’ll want proof,” I say.

“Then I shall be dead,” Mikael says entering the room with a dagger and white oak ash in hand. Elena and Stefan make their way over to him as Damon and I stay behind the banister.

“What if he wants to see you in person?” Elena questions.

“Well, it means our plan is working. Klaus will absolutely want to see my body. You lure him here, and I will kill him,” Mikael responds back.

“With what? Those daggers won’t work on him,” Stefan questions clearly in doubt of Mikael’s plan.

“Well, I’m in possession of a stake fashioned from the wood of the ancient White Oak Tree. The one that left these ashes when it burned,” Mikael explains picking up the glass jar of the ashes.

“Where is it?” I question.

“Not here. Knowing its location is my insurance policy,” Mikael explains showing that he doesn’t fully trust us.

“Against what?” Stefan asks.

“You leaving this in my heart,” Mikeal responds, holding the dagger up. “You see, a vampire can’t dagger an original without dying. So...it falls to you,” Mikael explains holding the dagger out to Elena.

“You want me to actually dagger you?” Elena asks, taking it from Mikael’s hand.

“Klaus will leave nothing to chance. Especially when it comes to trust,” Mikael responds.

Elena then takes the dagger and plunges it through Mikael’s chest.  The next step was for Stefan to make the call. As we all waited around, Stefan was speaking to what sounded like a heated Klaus about Mikael being daggered. Klaus had tested Stefan since he was compelled by asking if Mikael being daggered was true. Luckily our plan of having Mikael actually daggered worked as we didn’t need for Stefan to expose our intentions. Stefan then hands the phone to Rebekah, so she could confirm that Mikael was really daggered. Thankfully she was on our side and confirmed it for us.

“Is Athena there. I’d love to speak to her,” I hear Klaus say over the phone. I shake my head not wanting to speak to him.

“She’s not here right now,” Rebekah responds knowing I was not up for speaking to him. “I miss you. I’m miserable here,” Rebekah says.

“I’ll be home soon,” Klaus says over the phone.

“Good. I’ll see you then, brother,” Rebekah says before hanging the phone up.

“He bought it. He’s coming home,” Rebekah says handing the phone back to Stefan and walking away. I follow her, noticing her slight upset.

“Hey, you ok?” I ask catching up to her.

“I’m fine. I just hate to backstab my brother. But if what Elena said is true then, he deserves it,” She responds as we continue to walk down the hallway.

“He does deserve it. He’s hurt so many people I love and lied to your face for 1,000 years. We need to take him down before he can hurt any more people we love,” I tell her.

“Yeah,” She says quietly before I let her walk off on her own. 

The next morning I wake up to hearing the Salvatore brothers and Elena in Damon’s room chatting it up. “Ugh, please tell me that you have a better plan than wolfsbane grenades,” I hear Stefan say as I walk near Damon’s bathroom.

“Never you mind, brother. The less you know, the better,” Damon responds.

“Are we pre-gaming in here? Because I am not pre-gaming with wolfsbane, I’d rather not die today,” I say, but no one seems to care about my comment.

“My freedom from Klaus rests entirely upon you two executing your plan perfectly. So, excuse me if I’m a bit cynical,” Stefan says before walking past me leaning on the wall. 

“What about me?” I ask.

“We have to be careful with you. You two are the ones that we should be worried about. Stefan, if Klaus asks you one wrong question, whole thing falls apart. And Athena, you’re sired and Klaus’ past lover. We can’t risk you giving us away,” Elena explains.

“Oh, I completely understand. But I’d love to help any way I can,” I tell her as she nods.

“You do have reason to worry. But if I look back at our history of epic plan failures, it's usually because one of us let our humanity get in the way. So if I’m taking odds on how this thing goes down, it’s certainly not gonna be me who screws it up. I’ll see you at homecoming. I can’t wait,” Stefan says before walking off.

“Ugh, if we didn’t care for Stefan. I would gladly kill him for being a monumental jackass,” I say a few minutes after he leaves the room.

“I’m with you on that one,” Damon agrees.

“Alright, while you perfect your plan. I need to go last minute dress shopping for the dance,” I say before leaving the room.

I head to the town and into a dress shop. After a few hours of looking, I found the perfect blue and white dress. I head to the Mystic Grill to grab a bite. 

“Hey, you ready for Homecoming tonight?” Matt asks as he comes up to serve me.

“Just went last-minute shopping. So I guess so,” I respond.

“Well, hopefully, nothing terrible goes down. Ready to order?” He asks.

“Hopefully. I’ll have the uh mystic burger,” I say and hand him the menu.

As I wait for my food, I get a call from Elena. “What’s up?” I ask answering the phone.

“So the gym flooded. Homecoming is moving to Tyler’s house,” She explains.

“Alright. Unusual but thanks for letting me know. I’m at the Grill. I’ll let Matt know,” I tell her.

“Cool. Caroline is still making me go,” She says.

“Typical,” I chuckle. “I’ll be home in an hour. See you then,” I say.

“See you in a bit,” Elena responds and I hang the phone up.

“Homecoming is moving to Tyler’s house. The gym flooded,” I explain to Matt as he brings me my burger.

“Sounds a bit suspicious but thanks for letting me know,” He says.

After I finish my burger I head back to the Salvatore house and get ready for the dance. I finish getting dressed I hear a knock on my door and head over to open it.

“Wow, you look great,” Damon said as I open the door.

“Uh, thanks. What’s up?” I ask.

“Oh uh. I thought I’d let you know that Elena daggered Rebekah. We don’t need her running around and switching sides,” Damon explained nonchalantly.

“You know she’s never gonna forgive you guys for that right?” I say.

“Well like I said we don’t need her running around. It was for good precaution,” Damon says back.

“Hey, you guys ready?” Stefan asks walking up to us before I could respond.

“Yeh,” I say walking out of my room. We head to Tyler’s house. As we arrive there are way more people than are at my school and a band. I question how Tyler set this up so quickly.

Damon and Elena wanted me to stay with Stefan, I guess they want me to keep an eye on him. We make our way into the back where there is a crowd watching the band. 

“Hey, Stefan. Athena. What’s up?” Tyler asks with a box of beer in hand.

“Hey, Tyler. Nice party you got going on here,” Stefan responds.

“Thanks, but I’m not the one throwing it. I’m just doing what Klaus wants,” Tyler explains as Stefan and I look at him confused.

“What do you mean?” I question.

“It’s not a party. It’s a wake,” Tyler explains.

“Good evening everyone!” We hear Klaus’ voice over the speakers. I look up to find him standing on the stage. “I want to thank you all for being here with me to celebrate. It’s been a long time coming,” Klaus says as he catches Stefan and me in the crowd.

After Klaus’ little speech he makes his way over to Stefan and me. “Athena, my love. You look amazing tonight,” Klaus says brushing my cheek. 

“I’m gonna go get a drink,” I say and walk off. As I head to grab a drink I bump into Caroline.

“Klaus is here,” She says with urgency.

“Yeah, I know,” I respond.

“We gotta go tell Elena,” She says rushing off to go find her. I follow her until we find Elena and Matt at the entrance.

“Hey, Klaus is here,” She whispers.

“What?” Matt questions.

“Yeah, apparently out sired hybrid friend Tyler thought it’d be ok to let his “master” throw a party. Unless you said anything to Klaus, Athena,” Caroline says.

“I haven’t talked to him since he snapped my neck and left me here. I don’t want anything to do with him,” I quickly respond.

“Well, I expected more surprise,” Caroline says concerned about Elena’s look on her face.

“I’ve learned not to be surprised by anything Klaus does. I’m going to find Bonnie,” Elena says not giving away the plan and walking away.

“I’ll help you,” I say walking off with her. We grab some drinks before we make our way into the back.

“So, you really haven’t felt any tendencies towards Klaus?” Elena asks me as she notices Stefan and Klaus talking. 

“I haven’t. Either my current feelings towards him are too strong for the sire bond or I wasn’t sired. But like I told Damon, I will tell you guys if I do,” I explain.

“I trust you. I just hope you understand that we need to be careful with what we say around you,” Elena says.

“I get it, my past feelings could make the sire bond stronger if I am sired. But I mean, it seems that we need to be more careful with Stefan and Tyler,” I say back.

“Yeah,” She sighs. We head back to another area to watch the band.

The next thing we know, Klaus is sauntering up to us. “Where’s your date?” He asks Elena.

“Getting me a drink,” Elena says not shifter her eyes from the band. Klaus tries to offer her his but she doesn’t move a muscle.

“Well...seems I have you to thank for Mikael’s demise,” Klaus says.

“He came at me. I didn’t have a choice,” Elena explains.

“Still I’m impressed. It’s not easy for a human to dagger an original,” Klaus says.

“It wasn’t the first time,” Elena responds.

“Right, Elijah,” Klaus says and then looks over the hill were on. “You seem nervous,” He says catching onto Elena’s cautiousness.

“I’m not nervous. I just don’t like you,” Elena explains.

“Right. Straight to the point then, shall I, love? People have been after me for 1,000 years and I am always one step ahead. So whatever it is you’re thinking of trying, go for it, give it your best shot. You won’t succeed,” Klaus says.

“I’d rather try, than give up,” I sneer.

“Elena, could you give me a moment with Athena?” Klaus asks. I notice Elena is hesitant to leave but I nod, telling her I’ll be ok.

“What do you want?” I ask after Elena is far enough away.

“I just want to know how you’re doing. How the hybrid life is treating you,” He says as he brushes a loose hair behind my ear.

“Drop the act, Klaus,” I shake my head and roll my eyes. “You killed my family and you’re hurting the people I care about. I can’t forgive you for that, you of all people should understand that. I feel nothing for you, but resentment,” I tell him.

“It’s not an act sweetheart. I still love you. And no matter how far you push it, I know deep down, you still love me,” Klaus says softly brushing his hand along my cheek. I shake my head and start to walk away but he catches me by the wrist, but I don’t turn around.

“You know you do, mon petit tournesol. You just have to open up and accept it. I know you’re strong, but the longer you try to fight it and the sire bond, the harder it is to resist,” He whispers in my ear. My stomach flutters as his nickname for me, but I quickly walk away and pull myself out of his grasp.

I head back into the party and find Damon walking around. “Hey, are you guys ready. We should get a move on with the plan,” I say to him.

“Yeh, Mikael is outside and we’ve got every problematic person out of the way. Well, with the exception of you,” Damon explains.

“Ok, I’m gonna stay head back to the house, just in case,” I say.

“Are you ok? You seem flustered,” Damon points out.

“I’m sired, Damon. I’m trying to fight it as hard as I can, but Klaus just told me the more I do, the harder it becomes. And he’s right Damon. You guys need to keep me out of your plans. I--I can’t risk it. You guys mean too much to me for me to betray you and become one of Klaus’ little slaves. I’d rather be out of the loop if this bond takes over,” I explain.

“I know you can fight this, ok? You’re one of the strongest people I’ve met. Just keep yourself away and we’ll figure this out later,” He says before rushing off.

I make my way back to the house and spend some time trying to gather my thoughts about what Klaus said. Klaus wasn’t wrong, the sire bond was becoming harder to fight and it was bringing up some very unwanted past feelings for him. 

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this part! BTW “mon petit tournesol” means my “my little sunflower” in French.  I’m skipping the next few episodes again because they’re just fillers.

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