Klaus did as he promised me, and freed Stefan of his compulsion, switching his humanity back on. And that was it. One second Stefan was standing in front of me, emotions flooding him, and the next he was gone.
I didn't chase him, didn't chase anyone that night, too ashamed to. I was afraid of what they'd say, that they'd hate me, even though part of me thought that my friends and family would understand me if I just explained how hard it was for me, not to save Klaus.
"Where are we?" I asked Klaus once we pulled up to a beautiful white mansion, with a circular driveway and fountain right in the middle.
It was on the other side of town, but I realized once we got out, that it was only separated from my neighborhood, by the town cemetery.
The cold air nipped at my legs upon getting out of he car, basking up at the grand mansion, shoving my hands into my coat pockets.
Klaus led me to the front doors, and inside, taken by the immaculate foyer. There was a large staircase, split in the center and the floors, I thought as I looked down beneath my feet, were a glossy marble. It was obvious that the house still wasn't finished, paintings waiting to be hung, propped against the walls, a few light bulbs still not installed, but nonetheless it was absolutely breathtaking.
"You like?" Klaus spoke up, taking my attention from the house.
"It's beautiful." I responded, scanning around the room, before looking back at him. "Who's is it?" I playfully asked, finding it suspicious that he suddenly had a house in Mystic Falls, after only being back for a day.
Klaus laughed, and I could tell it was genuine by the dimples on his cheeks. "Well, it's mine, love, and yours." I furrowed my brows, lips parting. "I've grown to rather like your town, and I intend on making a home for myself here, with you."
What I never knew was that we would never get to make a home in Mystic Falls, that home was going to be reserved for New Orleans in just a few more months.
"So, you're - you're staying?" I asked, unable to contain the smile that tugged at my lips.
"I'm staying." He nodded, and I couldn't stop myself from throwing my arms around him in an embrace.
In that moment, I wasn't thinking of anyone else, but myself. I finally had the one person that I'd needed for months, that I'd been so undeniably lost without, and I was going to hold onto him, go down with him.
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I woke up to the sound of things breaking, and being thrown around. It sounded like the house was being vandalized and ripped apart, which was exactly what was happening when I got out of my room, and stopped at the staircase, glancing over the balcony. Klaus angrily threw a plank of wood across the foyer, splitting the wood and one of the walls.
"Uh..." I trailed off, brows knitting. "Good morning?" He ignored me - or maybe he didn't even hear me - punching a hole through the wall, shaking the room. "Klaus!" I rushed down the stairs, putting my hand onto his shoulder. My touch seemed to center him, letting out a deep breath as he turned to look at me, eyes flashing that same golden color from last night. "What happened?"
On instinct, I gently moved my hand down his arm, like I knew that I could calm him down. A hybrid, I thought to myself - I could control someone with a werewolf's temper, and a vampire's appetite. Whatever had made him upset, I knew he could separate that anger from me, that we wouldn't fall into some destructive fight that would end with one of us hurt.
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Blood Enemies • The Vampire Diaries [2]
Fanfiction❝If I let myself care, all I feel is pain.❞ In her short seventeen years, Lyssa Gilbert has gone through a lot, always with her twin sister Elena, right by her side. The idea of separation, impossible for them to fathom. Blood lines will be torched...