Kol Mikaelson and The Unexpected

Chapter 37

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Melissa Wattcan POV:

Mr. Damon and I were done eating now. I tried holding his hand but he wouldn't hold mine back. It was weird when his fingers stayed straight and his hand was all floppy, so I moved to grab onto his shirt instead. We walked up the stairs because Mr. Damon didn't want to take the elevator back up. I didn't make a peep the whole way.

Not even to ask why we had to take the long way to the room.

I wore white overalls Mrs. Iva packed for me. The ends were rolled up because they were too long. Underneath was a long sleeved grey shirt with black stripes. Klausy braided my hair this morning and it fell over my shoulder. He tried cheering me up by making Mr. Damon buy tiny fake white flowers to put it.

It didn't work. Not even looking like a fairy princess boosted my spirits.

"You've been quiet." Mr. Damon spoke up. He slid our hotel key to open a door. Finally we were done climbing stairs. I just wanna go lie down and watch TV. "Where did Chatty Cathy go?"

"She's sad." I mumble, shuffling along behind him and ignoring the way he always came up with nicknames for everything. I didn't care today.

"Still upset about yesterday? Even your Klausy is over it. Perk up, Little Red."

Klausy was in a better mood, but I don't know how. All I could think about was all the yelling and ugly words yesterday. I think about Klausy's temper tantrum, how scary Mr. Kael was when he was mad, and Mr. Damon taking forever to wake up from the floor.

It was a scary day. It gave me nightmares. Everyone was sooo mad. Adult tantrums are worse than kid ones.

"Okay, Mr. Damon." I stare at my feet and fist his shirt tighter.

He didn't try and cheer me up again. The rest of the walk was quiet.

"Lissa!" Klausy's voice startled me. My head snaps up and I jump a little. "You're done eating!"

Our hotel room door was wide open. My best friend happily came of it to scoop me into his arms. Mr. Damon kept walking and went into his own room. I saw him shoot me a smirk before closing his door.

"Kael came back. We made up and everything's fine now! You can be happy again." His dark blue eyes looked at me hopefully.

I put my face in his neck. "I wanna watch TV."

"But that's all you've been doing all day!" Klausy whined. "You haven't played any games with me. Not even one. Nobody's mad anymore, Lissa. Won't you play with me?"

I shook my head and repeated, "I wanna watch TV."

"I don't want you to be sad anymore." Klausy started walking. I felt him remove one arm. Then I heard the door close. "Playing will make you feel better. It's fun. Pick any game you want."

"I don't want to, Klausy." My voice was madder that time. Why won't he stop asking?

My best friend huffed. I knew without looking he was pouting. We sit on the couch together. He flips on the TV. I turn to watch it. That makes me slide off his lap a little, but I'm still curled into his side. Earlier he found a station with words I could understand.

And just when all my bad thoughts were gone, pushed away by the people on screen…

"Not even Miss Mary Mack?" Klausy whispered.

I scowled. "No."

"Will you draw a picture with me?"

"No!" I glare up at him and his lower lip juts out. I look away sharply and focus on the TV again.

Klausy shifted around. Fidgeted. Tapped on my side. Tugged on my braid. Moved around some more.

"Will you sing a song with me?" He begged a few moments later.

"NO!" I scream, pulling away. "I DON'T WANT TO PLAY! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Klausy looked at me, blue eyes wide and hurt. I keep glaring at him. It was his own fault! I told him I didn't want to play. I did! I told him!

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I wanted to be extra sure he'd stop asking me things.

"Okay." He bit his lip when it started to wobble. His eyes looked shiner than they did a second ago. "I'll… I'll leave you alone. Sorry."

"Good!" I spat while I crawled to the opposite side of the couch. I flop down with a big huff. Maybe this time he'll leave me alone. "Stop bugging me."

"Sorry." He whispered.

Before I can stop myself, I peek at him from the corner of my eye. Klausy's head was bowed low and he was picking at his nails. I tried glaring at him again but it didn't feel the same.

I didn't feel bad though. It was his fault! Really it was. I tried telling him. It was HIS fault he was upset. Not mine.

Klausy let out a wail. He jumped to his feet with his vampire face out. Mr. Kael stared angrily back at him and held the bed over his head.

"Enough is enough!" Mr. Kael demanded, dropping the bed and pushing it against the wall. BANG! How didn't it break?

I stood in the corner, watching as Klausy screamed and screamed. He starting turning over the furniture. I couldn't understand all the words he screeched at the top of his lungs.

The bedside table. BANG! The lamp broke. CRASH! Klausy kicked the other bed. BANG! It hit the wall. BANG! I covered my ears. I wanted to close my eyes but they were glued open.

Mr. Kael and Klausy screamed at each other. The taller vampire grabbed my hybrid and tried to hold him down. They wrestled, twisting around on the ground. Klausy was on top. Then Mr. Kael. Then Klausy.

Tears came down Klausy's face. He screamed and cried. They flipped around on the floor. Making so much noise. THUD! CRASH! THUD! I cried and pressed my hands harder, trying to drown them out. There was so much noise.

I screamed at them to stop but they wouldn't. Mr. Kael wrapped his legs and arms around Klausy. My hybrid snarled and flailed. He reached back and clawed at Mr. Kael's face.

I cringed on the couch and held my hands over my ears. My eyes stung. I don't wanna think about it. Stop thinking about it! It's over now. Nobody's fighting.

"Please stop crying." Klausy whimpered. I look over and tears fell from his eyes, down his cheeks. Bubble gum pink lips wobbled. My heart hurt.

"I want my mommy." I tell him. It was hard to stay angry when I was so sad and scared. Mommy will kiss my tears and make it better. Kisses help with boo-boos and tears. They were magic. "Please can we go home?"

"Yes." Klausy promised. His eyes narrowed and the tears dried up. "Yes, Lissa. I did my part. Now Iva will tell us where it is. We'll go home."

"You promise?" I crawl over and held out my pinky. "Pinky promise?"

He held out his own pinky. "I pinky promise."

Klausy didn't know how they worked either. Just like Uncle Kol, he was a little confused. He looked between our pinkies, not sure what he was supposed to be doing. I link our pinkies together and for the first time in two days, I smiled.

I'm going home!

"Can we be home tomorrow?" I blinked my tears away. Klausy wiped his cheeks with the back of his free hand.

I'll be home tomorrow! Uncle Kol will hug me like he did when the bird-man came. He is so strong, nothing will scare me again. Then he'll take me home and Mommy will hug me too. She'll kiss me and tell me she loves me. We'll watch movies and play games. I'll sleep with her and no nightmares will get me.

Everything will make sense again. No more crazy.

"We can certainly try."

The voice came from behind us. We both jumped and whipped our heads around. Our pinkies unlinked. Mr. Kael was towel drying his hair. He had on dark jeans, a black vest, and a long sleeved dark orange shirt.

"I upset you yesterday." His eyes were pretty and smile was kind. "Can I make it up to you?"

"I don't have to do a damn thing!" Mr. Kael barked at me through bared teeth. His eyes were wild and angry. Scary.

It reminded me of when Uncle Kol was mad at me. Only today was much, much worse.

"Don't you ever answer my phone again Melissa." He didn't shout, I remember, but hissed it in a way that was somehow scarier than screaming.

I turn my face away quickly and pinch at the couch. "How?"

"I'll get Damon to book us tickets and we'll be home before sunrise. In the meantime, how does ice cream and manicures sound?" I look up, because that did sound nice, and see Mr. Kael wiggling his bright nails at me. "I sorely need a new color."

"When are we going?" Klausy wondered.

Mr. Kael looked at him funny. "Nik, I like spending time with you, you know I do, but I'd rather it be just us this time."

Just us? My stomach squirms with nervous butterflies.

"No! She's not going out there with just you. It's not safe." Klausy glared at him. "If Lissa's going, so am I!"

The puppy look from the alley was back on the taller vampire's face. "Don't you trust me, Nik? I thought we were passed this. We are friends now, aren't we?"

My best friend's stern face turned into an unsure one.

"You left Melissa with me when you went on your little errand. I kept her perfectly safe then, didn't I?" Mr. Kael insisted. He waved a hand in the air when Klausy pursed his lips and tried to say something. "It's not just about wanting to spend time with her alone. Truth be told, I don't like Damon. Nor do I trust him not to try something."

Why doesn't he like Mr. Damon? Is it because he's always calling him names? Does it hurt his feelings even though he said it doesn't? Mr. Damon is meaner to Mr. Kael than he is to everyone else.

Maybe if Mr. Kael tells him that it hurts his feelings, Mr. Damon will understand and say sorry.

Klausy's nose and forehead scrunched up in confusion. "Like what?"

"Who the bloody hell knows?" He shrugged an orange and black shoulder. "You can keep an eye out for me. He's no match for you, Nik."

Pink splashes across my best friends pale cheeks. "Of course not. I'm the best, but you don't have to worry. Damon's not so bad. He won't try anything."

"Not with you here he won't." Mr. Kael gave him a winning smile. "Will you stay here? For me? I promise to keep Melissa safe. We'll only be gone two hours, tops."

Klausy crossed his arms. "I guess so, but I still don't like it."

Mr. Damon wasn't happy when we went into his room. We didn't even have to say anything and he was already scowling. "I'm not a fucking errand boy. Book the flight yourself."

Wow, oh wow. Vampires sure do have good hearing.

Too bad for him that Mr. Kael did make him do it. Mr. Damon wasn't happy when Klausy bugged him about the tiny fake flowers either, but he was MUCH angrier now that it was Mr. Kael being bossy. After he was done we left the hotel and made our way down the street. We took the camera because I wanted more pictures of Paris for Uncle Kol.

No matter how many times Mr. Kael tried to get me to talk on the way there, I stayed quiet. My tummy felt all squiggly inside. He was scary yesterday and, even though he's trying to make it better, I still felt bad.

He was really mean to me. I didn't even do anything wrong! He yelled at me for nothing! It hurt my feelings. All I wanted was for him to keep trying to help Klausy feel better. I didn't want him to give up.

When walked into the ice cream store there was a long line. Mr. Kael used his eye thing so we didn't have to wait. What is it called?

Oh right… 'Compulsion.' That's such a weird word. Why do adults have to use weird words?

"What would you like?" Mr. Kael asked. I was still holding his hand and he tugged it a little to get my attention.

"Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, gummy worms, M&Ms, and skittles."

He crinkled his nose but turned to the ice cream lady. I didn't understand what he said. She replied back, in the same way that confused me. Everyone sure does talk funny here sometimes.

"How about vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry in a cone without the toppings?" Mr. Kael wiggled his eyebrows at me playfully. It almost made me giggle. Almost. "They make the ice cream into a flower if you do it that way."

My eyes went as wide as they could go. "Really? Then I want the flower ice cream!"

I've never had flower shaped ice cream before! How awesome is that?

"Your wish is my command, milady." He sounded like a prince from a fairytale. He even did the bow to go with it. My arm swung out with the movement since I was still holding his hand.

"I'll make the rose extra pretty for you." The ice cream lady told me.

I smile at the way she said the words. I like her voice. "Thank you."

Mommy and Nana would be proud that I used my manners.

Mr. Kael got mango and espresso flavored. Then we sat down side-by-side at the closest table. My white, brown, and pink rose almost looked too pretty to eat. We got pictures of both of us holding our ice cream flowers. A nice woman took it for us when Mr. Kael asked her to.

After my excitement over the ice cream shape faded, I got really quiet again. Mr. Kael tried joking around with me, but I just watched people and licked at my flower.

There was one man drawing on paper. I wanted to know what it was. A tree? A dragon?

Another man was talking on the phone. I imagined he was talking to the President about something important. Maybe he was a secret agent and he was going to save the world! A giant ocean monster was trying to come out of the water. He had superpowers and had to get his team to defeat it before it came on land! Yeah! That's what he was talking about!

Paris had a president, right? What am I thinking? Of course it did! Everywhere must have one. Except for England, they had a queen.

"Okay." Mr. Kael sounded serious now. He was done trying to get me to play with him. I met his eyes and saw his flower was mostly gone. He was almost to the cone. "I guess I went about this backwards. Perhaps I should have expressed my regret properly first and then given apology gifts."

I took a lick of my ice cream without saying anything.

"I'm very sorry about yesterday, Melissa. Can you ever forgive me?" He did look sorry, but…

"You yelled at me and said ugly words." My desert was melting a little. It got on my hand. I licked around the bottom of my cone so I didn't have to look at Mr. Kael's face.

"I know."

"It hurt my feelings."

"I know. No matter what Kol thinks, I'm not perfect. Sometimes I get really angry and say things I don't mean. I promise I'll work on controlling that when I speak to you." He still sounded very serious. I think he really means it. I felt better knowing he won't get that scary with me again.

"I forgive you, Mr. Kael." I decided after a pause.

He smiled at me and bopped my nose with one finger. "You won't regret it, little tot."

I ignored that so I could ask a question instead. "Mr. Kol thinks you're perfect?"

"Absolutely." Mr. Kael leaned down to whisper in my ear, like it was a big secret. "All of my siblings do. They're dreadfully jealous of me."

I giggled at him. Today was looking up. My heart doesn't feel so heavy anymore.

We didn't spend a lot of time at the ice cream place after that. Mr. Kael wanted to hurry and make our way to the nail salon. I washed my face and hands before we left. I was super sticky.

Mr. Kael didn't take a picture of everything I told him to because he said we were running low on film. Now we'll have to save them for really good pictures until he gets us more.

"Ewww!" I tug at his hand and pointed. "Look. Dog poop."

Mr. Kael made a noise of disgust. I crane my neck to see him crinkling his nose and curling his upper lip. "One of down sides of Paris. Everyone lets their dogs go wherever they want without picking it up afterwards."

I mimic his face and the noise he made. "Gross."

"Very." He agreed. "Have you ever cleaned dog poop of off Alexander McQueens? Not fun."

"Lightning McQueen?" I wonder. "I like him too!"

Cars is a great movie! I've seen it loads of times.

"Who?" Mr. Kael shook his head. "No. I said Alexander McQueen, sweet one. That's a designer label."

"Oh."

There were lots of people outside today: Talking, looking down not paying attention, walking dogs, taking pictures. Paris was very busy.

"Why is she mad?" I point to a woman this time. Her arms were crossed and the man talking to her was showing her something. Was it a mean picture? Is he being rude?

"He's being a little too touristy for her taste." Mr. Kael answered.

What does that mean? I thought it, but before I can ask something else distracts me. A dog was barking and tugging on his owner's leash. He must see a cat or a squirrel. I love dogs. They're so cute!

Mr. Kael lifted me onto his hip out of nowhere. It made me jerk in surprise. "I need your help with something."

I puffed up importantly. "I'm a good helper!"

"I'm counting on it." He moves to the side so we can stop without someone bumping into us. "My twin is very sad, Melissa. He wants to see Nik, but Nik's still angry with him."

My lips pull down with my eyebrows. "He lied to us."

I thought he was going to help, but he just wanted to hurt us.

"I did too, at first." Mr. Kael replied. "We tricked you because we thought you were tricking us."

"We weren't!" I protest.

"I know that now and so does he. All he wants is a second chance. He misses Nik very much." His pretty blue eyes begged me to agree. It was like a baby version of the look he gave Klausy. "If anyone can get Nik to forgive him it's you."

I bit my lip and tug on my braid. "But Klausy said..."

Mr. Kael looked down sadly. It made me reach over to pat his shoulder. I don't want him to be sad. "I know. Kol just wants to say he's sorry and try to be friends with Nik. He feels really bad. Do you think you can get Nik to see him just long enough for an apology?"

"Just to say sorry?" I ask, to be double sure. "Then he'll go?"

Klausy only wanted Mr. Kael to come with us. Mr. Kol can't help us find the Crystal. Not anymore.

"If Nik wishes it." Mr. Kael promised.

"Then okay." I straighten up. "I'll try, but Klausy said he'll only forgive you. I don't know how much help I'll be."

He grinned, wide and toothy. "You'll do perfect."