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chapter 9

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A five year old Diatah sat on her mother's lap, the woman gently combing through her daughter's full, puffy curls.

Niklaus felt as his heart melted in his chest, the adorable sight bringing an smile to his lips.

And to think he missed it, it missed all of it.

Something he regretted deeply.

Meanwhile Meona winces slightly as she glances at her daughter, knowing this scene by heart. The 'teen' clench her jaw, her grip on Killian tightening and he allows it.

"Momma, why don't I have a daddy?" The child asked softly causing her mother to pause, unsure of what to say in response to that. "All my friends have daddies," the small girl added on as she tilted her head to her mom who remained silent.

The hybrid Mikaelson shifted slightly in his chest, his heart already aching.

She could always say the truth right? But Diatah was so young, just a child. Yet her daughter was smart.

Smarter than most five years are and it's possible that she'd see through any little lie she gives. "Well, he felt betrayed," the woman muttered softly.

Her heart sunk slightly as she remembers that night.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Niklays says lowly to the woman, his voice shaking and cracking everso slightly while he gazes at the love of his life.

He wishes he could take it back. Take it all back, go back to that night. He'd take it back.

A soft look crosses Meona's face at his desperate words. "It's okay," she says softly. "I know exactly why you'd felt the way you did." She added on lowly and Diatah pursed her lips at that.

Because she too understood. She had seen the memory of that night as she asked her mother to show her.

Even with his words, it wasn't hard to hear the heartbreak and pain within his voice as he spoke. Yet the love he had for her still shone through, he'd still tried to not say hurtful things to her, even when he thought that she'd cheated on him.

He didn't try to lay his hands on her, he was just angry. Lost and felt as if he's been betrayed by the person he never thought he'd be betrayed by.

How was she to explain that? "Did he not want me?" Diatah asks, her voice soft as she looked back down, her eyes falling on her lap.

The scene made Diatah look away as she sunk more into Killian's hold, the male holding her tightly to his chest, his lips pressing against her head.

She remembered this scene and how she was when she was when she was younger.

Many eyes fell on the girl, many felt bad for her and when she glances up, her eyes met Niklaus'. The male had tears in his eyes as he stared at her.

Oddly it made Diatah feel bad and it's only because he did have a right to act as he did.

He was an vampire, his wolf side was locked away and never knew that the times he was with Diatah brought out that side more.

"He did, he just didn't know that he could have kids sweetie." Meona states quickly. "He didn't know for sure that you're his," she added on as she shifted her daughter on her lap.

She cups his chin, making the small girl look up at her and fuck did it break her heart when she saw the tears in her eyes.

If Niklaus didn't feel like shit already, he sure did now.

Here he is, watching his daughter cry when she was younger because he had jumped to stupid conclusions.

He really wishes he could take it back, that he could travel in time and do as he should of because after that night, he did infact regret what he did. He'd went looking for her.

That was something that no one knew.

Only she was already gone.

"My sweet girl, he wants you. He's had a rough life and he just felt betrayed," she mutters. "You'll meet him one day and I am sure that he'll want to know you my baby," she added on lowly.

Well, she was right in a way- I guess. Diatah thinks to herself.

Meona gently rubbed her tears away as she kisses her head as soft sniffles came from the child who nods their head.

The Mikaelson sitting near Meona lets out a soft sigh, wiping his eyes slightly as he stared at the screen.

God, he was a horrible father.

And though he knew for a fact that it wasn't even the same thing, he could not help but compare himself to his f- to Mikael.

Diatah blinks out of her thoughts when she hears Stefan's voice. She pursed her lips as she looked around, seeing Elena's done talking to Katherine. Either it was a short talk or probably missed alot.

Yet it probably wasn't important.

She sighs and leans off of the wall while she bites back a yawn.

"Stefan, what are you doing here??" The Gilbert teen questioned quickly, feeling as nerves welled up within her.

Said girl winces, hoping that he won't be too mad at her.

The male before her nearly scoffed out loud at her question while Diatah stays silent where she stood.

This could be her chance to leave but oh well, she wanted to see this. What it was or whatever. "I could ask you the same question," Stefan replies as Diatah's now sadden that she had no popcorn to eat as she watches this.

An annoyed sigh passes Elena's lips, is that all they are to her?

Entertainment?

"Caroline told you," Elena sighed out as she tried holding back her annoyance. Why couldn't the girl do this one thing for her?

The blonde blinks in surprise at that, a frown tugging at her lips while she sunk in her seat.

Stefan shook his head at her.

"No, she kept your secret but it didn't take long for me to figure out what was the important that you'd have to keep it from me." He says softly and the Gilbert teen sighs slightly in relief that Caroline had infact not told him.

She knew that she could count on her.

Caroline rolled her eyes at that as she glances at her so called friend, unsure how to feel other than sad and angry.

Okay, did Diatah really want to see this shit?

'I'm making you some pasta pretty girl, it should be finished withing five to ten or so minutes.' She hears in her mind and she instantly left the tomb. That was so much more important to her than some little lover's spat.

She'll get pasta, get to be with Killian as well and get kisses.

Win's all around.

The longer that Rebekah watched, the more jealousy she feels towards her niece and her 'cute' relationship with Killian. It was like rubbing salt right into the wound.

Elena can handle her own boyfriend.

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Short chapter since I have a headache from barely any sleep.

Comment and vote, not proofread.
There are spelling mistakes, I know.

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