"Maddie," Damon's voice echoed from outside the door. "You have to come out some time."
He was wrong. I didn't have to ever come out. I could lay there for the rest of eternity and desiccate. I was actually considering it as I hugged the arrows close to my chest. I couldn't forget about the brunette that I hadn't seen in centuries. The brother that I had loved more than life itself. The brother I ratted out. The brother I helped kill. It was all my fault. So as the tears slid down my cheeks, I couldn't help but feel angry with myself. I did this to him.
Madeline
Stop. Dear God please stop. I could hear his voice calling out for me. I could see him aiming his arrows towards his hay target. The excitement as he hit it dead on. How he turned to me as if needing my approval. He may have been older, but he always looked to me for everything.
Madeline, it's okay.
No it isn't. I did this to him. My heart pounded as I tried to shut out the memories of the boy I grew up with. The boy who was more of a role model than my actual father had been. I loved Isaac with all my heart, and there will never come a day that I don't long for my brother.
"Maddie, I'm coming in," Damon announced as he walked into the bedroom. He looked down at my weak figure with pity. "Brought you some lunch." He tossed the blood bag down beside me. I didn't look at it. I only stared at the wall.
"One thousand years and I still miss him."
"You never stop missing someone, Maddie."
"What about you? Your mom? You once told me that her death destroyed you."
"And I miss my mother everyday," he nodded. "But life goes on. The world doesn't stop just because you do."
"I hate you sometimes," I frowned, realizing that he was right.
•••
"Klaus!" I yelled as I banged on the door. The door swung open, revealing an agitated Rebekah. It was already well past midnight, and I guess I had woken her up. "Sorry."
"He's in his study," she said with a yawn. She vanished, leaving me to find him myself. I wandered around the mansion, wondering why everything had to be so extravagant. There was a time when a small cottage was enough to please the Mikaelsons. But now, they lived in luxury. I guess that's what happens when you become a vampire. You have more preferences.
I walked around the marble floors, listening to the clacking of my shoes. I roamed the halls until I finally found a room with the door open. There I found the hybrid sketching something at his desk. I knocked on the door, but he didn't budge. I let out a sigh before going inside. He stayed concentrated as he worked on whatever he was doing. I couldn't help but admire him as he did so.
"Why are you here?" He finally asked, not looking up from his work. "You've made your hatred for me quite obvious."
"I-I have to tell you something-"
"Sir," Someone interrupted me. "Your room is all packed." I stared at the man in confusion before turning back to Klaus.
"Packed?"
"Yes, it appears that I'm unwanted here. And since you're convinced that I shall be the death of you, I am leaving this town to give you some assurance that you are free to live."
"You can't leave," I sighed. "Klaus I came here because I have to do something that is going to be harder than anything I've ever done. I want to say that I forgive you for everything. I'm never going to be able to move on unless I forgive you."
"While I appreciate the gesture, my mind is made up. It seems that you have your mind set on just how awful a creature I am. This is the only way I can prove to you that I do care about you and your wellbeing."
"No, it isn't. This isn't the way to prove it," I disagreed. "This is the way to prove to me that you're giving up. That I'm not worth the fight. We lost what we once had because you were more concerned about power than you were about me. Prove to me that you've changed. Show me that I'm important to you, Klaus, or I'll never believe you. Words must be backed by actions-"
I stopped talking as he walked up to me. His face was inches from mine. He hesitantly brought his hand to my cheek. I could feel myself melting under his touch. Once again I felt like the teenage girl who snuck out each night to see her lover.
"I promise you that I will do whatever it takes to regain your trust," he said before his lips met mine.
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My Little Wolf ♛ Klaus Mikaelson
Fanfiction"And all that we had was lost in that one moment of weakness." Madeline had known the Originals before they turned. In fact, she found herself lucky enough to be loved by one of them. She soon finds that along with their new abilities, comes a new...
