Dusk til Dawn | n.mikaelson (book one)

IX: Disturbing Behvaior

When Briana got back to the hotel that night, her mind couldn't stop racing. One question played on repeat in her mind as she tossed and turned that night: What the hell am I doing here? 

Every time she closed her eyes to sleep she saw Damon's hurt expression when he realized Klaus' words rang true. When he realized Briana was willingly choosing to stay. 

Briana had tried calling and texting Damon multiple times earlier that night begging her to listen to her, but he didn't respond. She knew that not only was he angry, he was hurt by her actions. Her betrayal. 

Briana rolled over and grabbed her phone from the nightstand: 2:47 am. She groaned. Her thoughts raced over her life back in Mystic Falls. The life she was actively leaving behind. 

Briana brought the phone to ear as listened to it ring, silently begging Liz to pick up, despite the time. When she didn't, all Briana could muster was a lengthy voicemail. 

She shakily breathed as tears formed in her eyes, "Hi Mom. I'm sorry it's so late. I just really miss you and I-I just needed to hear your voice." Briana spoke into the phone as she tried to hold back tears. 

She rambled on for about 5 more minutes before cutting her loses and hanging up the phone. Tears now falling down her face. She silently sobbed into her pillow thinking about all the people she was disappointing. It was like the weight of the world was on her shoulders, but at the same time, she'd never felt so free. 

In the midst of her sobs she heard a light knock on her hotel door. Curiously, she walked over and looked through the peep hole to see the original hybrid standing there. She quickly brushed her tears from her eyes and opened the door slightly.

"What are you doing here?" She spoke barely above a whisper. Trying hard to avoid the hybrid's gaze. 

"Couldn't sleep." He spoke softly. "I had a hunch that you couldn't either." 

Briana looked up at him to see his soft figure. It was different from the way he usually carried himself. She could tell that his mind was also racing. She opened the door and stepped to side to welcome him in. 

"You're upset." Klaus said and he took a seat on the edge of her bed as Briana got back under the covers. 

"I'm fine." She lied as she tried to wipe away her remaining tears. He didn't rebut, even knowing she was clearly lying, instead he took her hand in hers. 

"I know that caring for me isn't without its challenges.." He said looking down at their intertwined hands as he grazed hers softly with his thumb. Briana couldn't help but also look down at them. 

"It's not yo-" She started. 

But still looking down, Klaus replied, "Thank you." He looked up. She slowly did the same. 

"For being here. For caring. Despite all the pain it's so very clearly causing you." He spoke softly. She looked away from him, squeezing her eyes shut to prevent more tears from falling. 

"I have no idea what I'm doing." She cried softly. Refusing to look at him. 

Klaus looked at her sympathetically. He had never seen her this vulnerable. They had often discussed the deeper chapters of their lives, but he's never seen her cry. He hated it. He hated that she was this upset. But he mostly hated that he was contributing to it.   

"I'm sorry." He whispered but she only shook her head as more tears escaped. 

"It's not- It's not your fault." She mustered out in between cries. "It's me. I should've know this wasn't going to be easy. How much hurt I would cause them." She cried referring back to her friends in Mystic Falls.