Dearest Isabel,

Perhaps you could accompany me to Gloria's this evening?

Sincerely,

Klaus

Isabel had laughed out loud when the maid had delivered the expensive card with the flawless calligraphy scrawled on it. She had set it on her vanity but all day her mind kept wandering back to it until she made up her mind.

Not so dearest Klaus,

I am an extremely busy woman and I do not know if I can make time for such things. Perhaps you will see me tonight.

-Isabel

Then Isabel went to find what dress she wanted to wear.

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"What the bloody hell does this mean?" Klaus says, slapping down the note in front of Rebekah who is drinking from a compelled human. She licks her lips before picking up the note and laughing out loud.

"Gosh, she's a riot," Rebekah laughs which increases Klaus's irration levels.

"It's not funny, Rebekah," Klaus growls before picking up the note and stomping out of the room, Rebekah's laughter following him down the hall.

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Klaus was a ball of nerves all day which was quite amusing to Rebekah much to his dismay. All day he battled with himself whether or not he should go. What if she didn't show up and he looked like a fool?

Rebekah had Stefan so if Klaus went he would be all alone all night, Rebekah would most likely tease him and tell Isabel all about it later.

"God hates a coward, Niklaus," Rebekah had said which made him finally decide to go, whatever the outcome.

"Look who decided to show up," Rebekah smiled at her older brother when she saw Isabel sitting at the bar, much like she had been the night that Klaus first saw her.

Her blonde hair fell in looser curls than usual, her lips painted a glossy blood red and her flawless frame adorned in a floor length gold gown.

"I wasn't worried," Klaus easily lies before going over to great the blonde who seems unaware of the countless number of eyes on her.

"Here I thought you would stand me up," Klaus says, sliding into the seat next to her with a smirk placed on his lips.

"I just didn't have the heart to break yours," Isabel easily retorts making Klaus laugh.

"Rebekah has been eager to see you, will you come sit with us?" Klaus asks gesturing over to booth where Stefan and Rebekah sit, Rebekah eagerly waves at her friend.

"I'd be delighted," Isabel says, following Klaus over to the booth with her drink in hand. Rebekah stands up and kisses her friend on the cheek, exchanging compliments.

"I don't believe you have met Stefan Salvatore," Rebekah says, gesturing to her companion.

"I have only heard about him, pleasure to meet you," Isabel says, extending a hand. Knowing a lot about the ripper of Montgomery.

"It's all mine," Stefan says before kissing her hand, hoping to get her uncomfortable. But her icy smile stays perfectly intact as she sits down next to Klaus in the booth.

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"Enlighten me, what makes you worthy of an original like my sister? She's pure vampire and you're nothing more than a deluded bloodline," Klaus asks Stefan, his eyes flickering back and forth between the pair.

"Don't listen to him, Stefan," Rebekah defends him throwing a glare at Klaus who just smiles.

"And wheres the rest of your family?" Stefan asks, gesturing with his drink at Klaus.

"Well lets see I killed most of them," Klaus says, looking to Isabel to see if she reacts but she just keeps on sipping her drink.

"But not all," Rebekah says, pursing her red lips.

"And you're okay with that?" Stefan asks Rebekah, fascination in his eyes which makes Isabel feel sick to her stomach.

"Well we all had a chance to choose a side, I choose the right one eventually," Rebekah says, slipping her gloved hand into her brothers who smiles. Before anything else can be said a man storms up to the table, angrily glaring at all of them.

"Where the hell is my wife?" he growls at them, Isabel's eyes widen in surprise.

"I don't know, I give up," Stefan says, mockingly glaring at him.

"You think you're so tough, hiding in your bar, drinking your liquor? A telephone call to Chicago police might set you straight," the man threatens. Stefan, Rebekah and Klaus all laugh while Isabel stays silent, her blood boiling with anger.

"Lila, Lila please come here for a second," Stefan calls to a woman, she walks up the stairway to the booth.

"Oh thank god, come on. We're leaving," the man sighs in relief when he sees his wife, wrapping his arm around her he goes to leave the bar.

"No, no. You're sitting," Stefan compels the man. The man sits down next to Isabel who scoots closer to Klaus much to her dismay while Lila sits down next to Stefan.

Stefan pulls off the woman's glove before reaching into his coat and pulling out a knife. Isabel feels angry when she sees the sadistically happy expressions on the vampires faces.

"Stefan, don't be mean," Rebekah grins like the cheshire cat, this was not the fun girl that Isabel went to lunch with.

"What the hell are you doing?" the man says in concern, unable to do anything as Stefan drags the blade across Lila's wrist. Blood starts to pour into a champagne glass and the man looks like hes about to cry.

"Thank you so much, Lila. Why don't you go bandage that up?" Stefan says to the woman who wordlessly walks away.

"I'd like you to join me for a drink," Stefan says, sliding the glass of blood over to the man.

"What kind of sick freaks are you?" the man asks, looking at Isabel with fear she never wanted to see on someones face again. Isabel is practically seeing red but no one seems to notice.

"I said, drink," Stefan urges and as the man goes to drink, he stops when Isabel places a hand on his shoulder. Quickly and painlessly lifting the compulsion.

"You may go," Isabel says and the man urgently leaves the booth, anger covers Stefan's expression at her ruining his game.

"Whats you problem, princess? From what I hear you're not to pure yourself," Stefan says, Rebekah and Klaus watch unsure of what to do. 

"You think you're so tough to prey on humans, make them do things they don't want to do. You have fed on innocent blood, why don't you choke on it?" Isabel says in a dark tone, all of a sudden Stefan starts to cough.

"Isabel, p-please stop. W-what are you doing?" Rebekah cries out as blood starts to pour out of Stefan's mouth, ears, eyes and nose. Before he's about to die Isabel stops, he gasps for air and clutches his chest.

"What is wrong with you?" Rebekah growls at her supposed friend, upset she ruined the evening.

"What is wrong with you?" Isabel asks, anger in her tone as she stands up from the table.

"Isabel-," Klaus starts, reaching out to grab her wrist but she moves it before he can.

"Forget my name," Isabel says, her tone slow as if she were talking to a child. Isabel walks out, anger rolling off of her making people part like the red sea.

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