His angel ~a Klaus Mikaelson x OC love story~

Betrayal

"It's a joke, Ric, lighten up." Elijah laughs, patting him on the shoulder before leading me away.

"That was a good one!" I finally let myself fall into a fit of laughter.

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I walk with Elijah and Jenna into the mystic grill where we find Ric, Damon, and Andie.

Our trio make our way to where they're seated.

"Hey guys." Jenna greets.

"So, I hear you three had quite the meeting of historical minds today." Damon says.

"Not me, I just walked." I shrug.

"Oh, that's not true. She showed me the very important historical sight of where Ivy got lost during a game of hide and seek." Elijah states.

"Yes, very important history right there. I was bitten by many mosquitos, it was a horrible tragedy." I joke.

"Well, as much as I'd like to continue this, I've got papers to grade." Alaric excuses before putting some money on the table.

He stops as Andie makes a suggestion.

"No, you know what? We should continue this. Let's have a dinner party."

"Ooh, my girl, full of good ideas. I'd be happy to host. Say tonight. Maybe?" Damon offers.

"It's good for me. Jenna?" Andie speaks.

"I don't know if tonight works..." Alaric tries to decline but Jenna answers differently.

"Yeah, I'm free"

"It'd be a pleasure. Ivy?" I perk up as Elijah says my name.

"Huh?"

"Will you be joining us at the dinner party?" He asks with a smile.

"I don't want to impose."

"I don't think that's the best idea." Damon and I respond at the same time.

"Nonsense, if you won't go by yourself at least join me as my plus one." Elijah persuades.

"Okay, thank you." I smile at him and he returns it.

"Great." Damon sighs.

I frown, wondering why he doesn't want me there.

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Elijah had picked me up from my house, and we are currently standing on the Salvatore home's porch, waiting to be let in.

The door opens, revealing Damon.

"Good evening." Elijah greets.

"Thank you for coming, please come in." Damon says politely, making me smile.

I hope Damon and Elijah could get along, and eventually we could all be friends.

"Just one moment. Can I just say that if you have less than honorable intentions of how this evening is going to proceed. I suggest you reconsider." Elijah threatens, flushing my hopes of friendship down the toilet.

"No nothing, nothing dishonorable." Damon promises.

"Hmm. Well, that's good. Because, you know, although Elena and I have this deal, if you so much as make a move to cross me, I'll kill you and I'll kill everyone in this house, excluding Ivy. Are we clear?" Elijah questions, threateningly.

"Crystal." Damon responds, trying to appear innocent.

Elijah gently grabs my hand, about to lead me inside. "Shall we?"