I have gone through a million things in my lifetime of eighteen years. When I was ten and learning to ear normal food without as much blood seeing as my werewolf side was kicking in too. I found out that I was a vampire because I had gone on a hunting trip with my friend and their family. Rebekka told me that I had to drink whatever was in my thermos. But I didn't for several days because I didn't know what was so important about it and ended up biting into my friend's neck.
Luckily, Aunt Becks had been on her way and heard my attack and the girl's screams. The blood had tasted so much better fresh then from my thermos. Aunt Rebekka had to pull me back kicking and growling. She eventually got me under control telling me that I will kill her if I kept on feeding from her. Realizing what I had done I vamped out into the mountains while Aunt Becks compelled the family to forget what happened and forget me.
She had found me in the woods looking down at my blood stained face in the lake. She took me back home and told me about my werewolf side too. That if I were to kill someone, she wasn't sure if I were to change or not. So I decided not to find out when she explained the process. I stuck to warm blood usually the positives cooked in the microwave for five seconds.
But I don't think no matter how much preparing I had previously done could prepare me for meeting these people I was about to. Even though I've dreamed about this moment for several years. Now I'm sitting between Rebekka and Elijah, and sitting across from Hayley and Klaus. Aunt Rebekka has just told me that we needed to discuss something, which should have scared me right away.
"Okay, discuss what?" I ask shrugging as I pull my wet hair up in a hair tie to keep it out of my face. Usually when Aunt Becks wants to talk to me she looks a little bit sad or angry about something, or on the rare occasions she would look happy. But now she just looked so downhearted that it made me want to hug her and tell her everything is okay, like she usually does to me.
Aunt Becks takes my hands in hers and turns towards me, then opens her mouth but nothing comes out. "Oh, God," she whispers shaking her head.
I furrow my brow, "Is something the matter?" I ask her.
Aunt Becks shakes her head, "Oh, no this should be a happy day for you," she says looking me in the eye. But she still looked sad. "You remember those stories I told you when you were little about the majestic king and his little princess?" Rebekka asks me, I nod.
"Yea vaguely, something about his demon's over powering him and to keep his baby safe he sent her with her aunt to keep her safe or something along those lines," then I grew skeptical. "Why?" I ask narrowing my eyes.
Aunt Becks bit her lips, "I sent you here because your parents are here, and I knew they would keep you safe while I wasn't here," she tells her touching my chin.
Now, here's the thing, I was tempted to say that she didn't exactly pick the best place. But when you're raised by your aunt for eighteen years and you don't even remember your parents, that really does not go down well when you're just now introduced to them. I didn't know what to say to the news and I open my mouth but nothing came out. Panicking wasn't an option at the moment because I couldn't feel, I couldn't feel and I couldn't see. I didn't know what to do.
"Hope, breathe," Aunt Becks tells me putting her hands on my shoulders. I take a deep breath, like she says. But I couldn't take it anymore I stood and walked out of the room, might be a cliche but I didn't know where else to go in this massive house. So I just went to the room that Elijah brought me to. Though, I didn't slam the door I gently closed it, as if showing that I just needed time and wasn't angry. I go to stand on my balcony and I bite my lips as tears trickle down my cheeks.
I don't even know why I was crying but I was, whether it was just the shock of realizing that my parents are here or that I'll never see Lizzie or Matt again I don't know. I sit on the raining, my hair flipping and flapping in the wind as I try and gather my thoughts. My brave knight was in my hands as I turn it around in my fingers.
Thoughts kept nagging at me, trying to figure out exactly what to do but I kept on coming up empty. Luckily, I didn't have to ponder as I heard someone come inside my room before knocking showing that he was here. I knew who it was. It was Klaus. I didn' t look at him, remembering the stories that I had heard about him, he would take charge eventually. Which made me smirk a little bit.
Klaus leaned against the railing at my feet and looked down at the figurine. He held out his hand, "May I?" he asked politely. I put the figure in his hand, he twirled it around in his hands like I had. "I carved this out of my favorite wood you know," he says coming over to me. When I didn't respond he continued, "It was fir wood, I had used a piece I had cut down from a tree myself, one of the large branches," he explains, I just sit there listening to him. I didn't know exactly what to say I didn't widdle. "It's easier when it's wet because they if you make a mistake then it will shrink as it dries and you don't be able to see the difference," he shows me a couple marks on there I had noticed, I nodded pressing him to go on. "Although when wood is wet it is a lot harder to carve, this one was one of my first pieces," he explained showing me the little details. "Though I was an amateur back then, this is one of the figures I liked most," he says handing it back to me.
Nodding I look down at it, neither one of us needed the other to confirm it, he was definitely my father. I fiddle with ti some more and he just watches me, I set it carefully on the railing and look back at him. I shrug, "Not to be rude but I honestly have no idea what to say to you," I tell him with a small awkward laugh.
He only smiled, "I thought about this day for eighteen years, Hope, I still could have never expected this and I think you're more surprised at this than I am, so I don't really expect you to talk to me at all," he admits.
I tilt my head to the side, "So I'm guessing I didn't get my soft side from my father?" I tease raising an eyebrow.
Klaus chuckles, "Sweetheart, I can guarantee that you didn't get that from me. Your mother, however, loved you from day one, me," he bobbed his head back and forth, "I was a bit skeptical that it was even possible for me to have children," he smirked, "Let's just say you got it from her and your Aunt Rebekka," he tells me sitting at my feet.
I nod, "Understandable given the stories that she's told me about you,"
He seemed surprised, then smirked raising his eyebrows, "Good things I hope," he asks though by that smirk, I think he knows not all good things. Now I know why Rebekka hates it so much when I smirk. I surely did look just like him without the facial hair.
"Oh, very good things," I assure him with a nod, and a smirk back.
We both laugh a little bit then Hayley came in, "Hi," she says looking at me, "I hope you don't mind, I saw the door open," she says, almost apologetically.
"It's no problem," I tell her shaking my head. She smiled at my approval and leaned against the wall crossing her arms. I could tell that was her usual bad ass stance. I really had no idea what to say, I mean what do you say to parents you just discovered right? They didn't seem to be that bad, despite trying to kill me that morning, but I felt we all would rather just forget the whole thing now that we know the truth.
Seeing headlights I look down at the drive way along with the other two and see Elijah getting out of my car giving me a small nod. I nod back and look back at them then looked back at my knees. Can you saw awkward. Luckily, none of us seem to be the talky type.
"So, is that your car?" Hayley asks me, probably just trying to break the tension.
I shake my head, "No, Aunt Becks always told me that it was for emergencies, probably just like the one that I just went through not too long ago, if someone found us," I tell her she nods, obviously approving.
We sat there in total silence for a while. But none of us needed to say anything, we knew that we were back together at last. But there was still something nagging at my brain that I would have to ask both of them. But not tonight I was too exhausted to have any dramatic fight tonight.
Klaus stood when he saw me closing my eyes repeatedly, "Come on, Sweetheart," At first I thought he was talking to Hayley then I felt his arm underneath my legs and against my back as he lifts me up. I gasp and clutch at his neck, he just chuckles, "Easy, love, you've had a rough day," he says, Hayley pulls back the blankets on my bed and he sets me down. He just looks down at me with a small smile. Hayley kisses my head turns off the light and walks out.
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Hey guys it's me!!! I hope you liked this chapter I know I enjoyed it a bunch, and I don't know about you but I love the cute moment between Klaus, Hope, and Hayley, Ahh! I know this is weird because I'm the writer but I am so excited about this! Anyways, hope you guys liked it, comment, vote, like and share with your friends, let me know if anything in the future is out of character like I said in my past chapter and just keep lovin! Because I love all of you! And please don't hate me if I'm totally wrong on the widdling facts, I haven't widdled anything but a stick in my entire life so know nothing about it I just thought it would be a cute thing artist to artist.