seven

-Chapter Seven-

I gulped slightly, my eyes transfixed on the flickering fire in front of me, my mouth suddenly dry.

Liam Mikaelson. Never heard of him to be perfectly honest.

But if he really was a Mikaelson, i was in major trouble.

These guys basically ruled the vampire world. They never came to visit you unless you were in trouble. But what exactly had i done?

I was a good girl.

No you’re not.

From the corner of my eye i saw him open his mouth to say something, only making me hold a finger up to silence him while i thought.

Yeah, okay he may be like my ‘master’ or whatever, but he was still in my room.

My room, my rules.

He frowned at my finger but said nothing more.

“Let me ask you something.” I said, quickly glancing at him before looking ahead of me again. For some reason i didn’t feel nervous or anything about speaking so boldly to him just uncomfortable that he was glaring at me and could rip my head off in an instant and no one could say anything about it.

He huffed. “I don’t have time for your stupid questi-“

“EXCUSE ME?” I suddenly gasped, my mouth wide as i turned to look at him with wide eyes.

He froze, his eyes darting from side to side at my sudden outburst.

“You, mister, are in my room. My sacred area. Do not disrespect me in my cave, okay?” I snapped, frowning at him as i cuddled my pillow closer to me, just in case he leaped for me.

He narrowed his eyes. “I can talk to you any way i want, Miss Salvatore.”

I narrowed my eyes back challengingly.

“Oh, you wanna bet?”

I don’t care if this guy was a part of the Original family, he wasn’t going to disrespect me in my home. If i was in his house i wouldn’t disrespect him.

Well not that i would ever be in his house.

Did they even have a house?

Maybe it was a mansion or a palace.

Yeah, i bet a palace.

“You can’t speak to an Original like this.” He stated through gritted teeth, his hands clenching beside him, snapping me out of my daydream.

I rolled my eyes and threw away my pillow. This guy was about as threatening as a teddy bear holding a cupcake.

“Well to be perfectly honest with you, master, I’ve never even heard of you.” I said, raising an eyebrow as i heaved myself off the bed and stood up, crossing my arms.

I was actually surprised my brothers hadn’t heard us talking, what with their bat hearing and everything.

He froze slightly and his face dropped. “You’ve never heard of me?” he asked, sadness lining his tone.

I was slightly taken aback at the lost look in his eyes, but shook my head nonetheless. “Nope.”

“Not even once?” he asked desperately, holding up one of his fingers, frowning slightly.

I shrugged, my head slowly shaking. “No, sorry.”

He threw his arms in the air before clamping them to his messy hair, letting out a frustrated noise. My eyes widened and my lips spread into a small amused smile, what the hell was that? It sounded like mad sex with a monkey to be quite honest.

“Um...” i started to say before trailing off into a giggle, that was funny.

“WHAT DOES A GUY HAVE TO DO TO BE KNOWN AROUND HERE?!” He ranted, his arms flying into the air repeatedly as he vented his feelings. I stood there by my bed, leaning on my left leg as i tilted my head and watched him.

“I DON’T ASK FOR A LOT, I HONESTLY DON’T, DO YOU KNOW WHAT? I BLAME ELIJAH. STUPID ELIJAH! OR MAYBE IT WAS KLAUS? OR REBEKAH, TO BE HONEST I DON’T EVEN CARE I BLAME THEM ALL!” He said, spinning on his foot and glaring at me as i chuckled, panting slightly from his large rant.

“Are you quite finished?” i asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes.” He huffed, narrowing his eyes and falling onto my window seat, folding his arms as i took a few steps towards him.

I tilted my head. His eyes were...so...wow. They were like a Hawaiian sea blue and just amazing. His jaw line was defined and his cheekbones were high, giving him that rugged look. He must’ve caught me staring because he glanced at me and frowned.

“Are you staring at me?”

“Are you staring at ME?” i asked, raising an eyebrow in defence. He rolled his eyes and looked away again. I folded my arms and looked at him.

“Why are you even here?” i asked, getting to the point.

“Oh yeah!” he said snapping his fingers quickly, a smile suddenly appearing on his face. “Now i remember!” He said turning to me. My smile dropped and my lips fell into a sad smile, i was probably in a lot of trouble if he was here.

“You can wipe that look off your face, you’re not in trouble.” He said, rolling his eyes. I jumped slightly and stared at him.

“Then why are you here?” i asked, shaking my head as i played with the ends of my sweater.

“We’ve noticed you came back.” He said, raising an eyebrow. “Vampire’s don’t come back for no reason at all, Brooklyn.” He stated, leaning back into the window as he gave me a long look.

I fidgeted slightly under the blue gaze, almost as if it were holding me in place. “You’re right they don’t.” I said, my own eyes staring back at him.

By the frown that appeared on his lips i could tell that wasn’t the answer he was expecting.

WELL GUESS WHAT BUDDY BOY

I’M NOT WHAT ANYONE EXPECTS

IF I’M HONEST

“So...” he urged, raising both his eyebrows and leaning forward slightly.

“So...do you like honey badgers?” I asked, a massive – almost psychotic – grin on my face as i watched him try to not face palm.

Don’t think i didn’t see that hand twitch, Liam, i saw it.

“That’s not the point-“

“NOT THE POINT?!” I screamed my eyes wide and my mouth open. “Honey badgers are better than all you ‘Originals’ put together, CHUMMY!” I ranted, raising my hand to add more.

Before i could rant further, however, he darted forward and clamped a hand over my mouth.

I gave him an ‘are you serious’ look and licked his palm. I grunted in annoyance as he didn’t even flinch.

“Will you quieten down, jesus woman.”

“I am not a jesus woman, okay?” i huffed, straightening my sweatshirt as he backed up, folding his arms.

He let out a small chuckle, folding his arms once again as he looked at my carpet, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

I had to admit, i liked Liam. He seemed cool...for an Original.

To be honest he was the most hipsta original we vampires were ever gonna see.

“You’re cute, Brook, i’ll give you that.”

My eyes darted up and met his. I felt the broad smile slowly creep onto my lips as a small blush lingered on his cheeks, suddenly realising what he had said.

But he said nothing to take it back.

“You’re not so bad yourself, Mikaelson.”

And like that he was gone.

Through the window.

Into the night.

Like a pro.

Would it be cliché if i said he was like batman?

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