❝Reality is a bitch. The end.❞
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"So there's a cure for vampirism?" I asked Matt and I heard him sigh on the other line of the phone, "And no one had the decency to tell me, but now they have the audacity to tell me to babysit Klaus while they're on the search for the cure?"

"They wanted you safe." I scoff at his reason and continued the search through my closet, "Tyler is staying too."

I rolled my eyes, "Wow, I feel so protected when I know that the two of them want to kill each other."

"Bonnie said she used the next full moon to trap him in Elena's house, so you are." He explained, "I got to get back to work. I'll talk to you later."

"Yeah, okay." I mumbled and hung up on him. I place my phone on my dresser and continue looking through my closet, as I try to hold up the towel around me. I finally found a fitting outfit which was a creme skirt and a black long sleeve shirt. I put on my creme cardigan and my black combat boots before applying my nude lipstick.

I let my hair stay in a ponytail as I make my way downstairs, with my phone and purse. Lately, I had to solve puzzles on my own. One of them was what Tyler hid from me; then what Klaus was hiding from me; then what the rest of my friends were hiding and it all lead back to this cure.

Everyone wants it for different reasons and it's causing them to form different groups of allies. I cautiously stayed in the back and waited until they told me the truth, but it seems like in the end, Matt had to tell me. I'm guessing, Elena was focused on Jeremy trying to kill her, Caroline was having Tyler drama, while Bonnie was busy with her magic and the Salvatore brothers were trying to 'fix' Elena.

I'm just sitting idly by, waiting to be needed. And today I was, which I was glad for, until I was told I needed to watch over Klaus. Jeremy, Bonnie, and Elena trapped him with the help of a dead Kol, so I'm on my way to torture him. Not physically, of course.

I get into my car and drive to Elena's, tapping my fingers against the wheel as I hum softly. Elena and everyone else went to find the cure, excluding Tyler, even though if I was him I would of hitched a ride than be here. My humming died down, and so did most of my movements as I put my car in Elena's parking lot. I already see Tyler's car here, assuming he's inside.

I haven't seen Klaus since the night he slaughtered all of Tyler's hybrid friends. I didn't know that he was going to do that, I didn't get a feeling that it was going to happen, but I'm assuming I know if I interact with them.

Hesitantly, I get out the car and make my way up the porch steps. My hand ghost over the doorknob, before I turned it and pushed it open. Already, I see Klaus and Tyler inches apart from, another.

"Although I'm still debating just how to do it." Tyler gritted and I just stand there silently.

"I recommend drowning." Klaus sneered, "There's nothing quite like the feeling of someone fighting or something as basic as human breath. And let me tell you, your mother was a fighter."

I let out a scoff, shaking my head, having them turn to me, "I think the dagger straight to the heart would do the trick. Can burn up into flames like the rest." I smiled, looking at Kol who laid dead on the floor.

"Well, hello to you too, sweetheart." He smiled back, effortlessly, making me sick.

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"What are you doing here anyways, Ty?" I ask, searching the cabinets for a glass. When I find one, I pour the bourbon I found, having to sip on it happily.

"Just gloating." He smirked, looking at Klaus. Klaus only gave him a cold hard stare. "And Caroline is out with her mom."

"You should go home. Only staying here, makes you stoop to his level." I sighed, placing the glass to my lips.

"He destroyed my life, Ro. I plan on being here for every second of his misery until I can kill him myself." Tyler seethed and I put my hands up in defense.

"Okay, calm down, Beastie." I joke, "But we should clean this place up while were at it. Starting with him." I point towards Kol's dead body, which was burnt horrifically. I go through the bottom cabinets, finding a table cloth. I give one side to Tyler as I take the other, covering Kol's corpse.

"Tyler's mother is dead. So is my brother. We're even. Call Bonnie and get her to let me out of here." Klaus spoke and I glare his way.

"I will never help you doing anything Klaus. Never."

"How quickly you forget the part where I saved Tyler from the misery of being a werewolf. Or when Alaric trapped you and the school and I fed you my blood." Klaus retorted, but I shake my head.

"How sick and delusional are you? You killed Tyler's mother and twelve other people. And let's not forget that this is the house Aunt Jenna used to live in. Or did you think that putting in your little helpless efforts made us forget that you killed her too?" I huffed out, stepping closer to him so my face was close to his, "You aren't worth my time. I don't know why I put myself in this situation with you. You are nothing, but a psychopathic mon-"

I didn't get to finished, but I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. I glance down, seeing a broken off piece of the lamp was plunged into me. He yanked me towards him, only to pull back the lamp that was shoved in my stomach. I hear Tyler scream out I drop to the ground, and see Klaus stand over me before I heard silence and saw darkness.

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"I can give her my blood, Tyler. It's just as simple." I heard and my eyes flutter opened to see I'm lying in front of Klaus. "She's going to die, Tyler."

"What do you want?" Tyler yelled at him. I tried to get up, but I let out a cry in pain. Klaus looks down at me, but not sympathetically. Not like he used to. I didn't expect it though.

I choke on my words, or seemed to be my blood as I tasted iron that filled my mouth. "K-Kl-" I spit out, but I winced, clutching my stomach.

"I want you to say that you can't kill me. I want you to say your planned failed, apologize and then I want you to beg me to save her." Klaus ordered, but Tyler only glared, "Go on."

"Go to hell, Klaus." He gritted.

"Oh, trust me. I will." He smirked, "But not before I hear you beg." I begin to cough violently, blood splattering across the floor, "Unless you want to come and get her, so I can rip your head off!"

"Run, Ty-" I cough more viciously, seeing them both look at me as I start to wheeze.

"She has asthma, Klaus." Tyler stated, getting agitated.

"I'm not the one wasted time here!" Klaus shouted, "I could of healed her by now!"

"Sh-" I gurgle, struggle to form words, "Sh- Shut up." Their eyes tear away from one another and turn to me again, "He- He's not going to kill me." I wheeze, "He cares- for me too much." That's when my eyes met Klaus's. He looks at me like I know the truth and it was. "Run, Ty-" I choke again, blood pooling in my mouth.

I glance at Tyler and send him a nod, "Have fun." Tyler seethed to Klaus and sped off, leaving the door open and having the room to be chilly.

I let out a struggled chuckle, seeing Klaus with a pissed look on his face, "It's funny.." I say softly and he turns to me, "How I could pre- predict supernatural death... but I couldn't predict my- my own." I clutch onto my bloodied shirt, breathing out soft laughs.

"Well, isn't that odd." He snaps, but I still managed to wheeze in the end. I gaze up at him and see him eyeing the opened door.

"He's not coming back." I mumbled.

"Yes he will. He'd do anything for you." He reasoned, but I shook my head.

"No.." I sighed, "You would."

"No, because apparently to you, I'm so psychopathic monster." He sneered at me.

"Because I- I have my reasons." I breathed, "Because you- you do things like this. You'd let me die.. just by waiting for- for a nonexistent apology that you'll never hear." I began to cough more, my vision now becoming blurry, "You're not a mon-" I began to breath more heavily as I tried to gasp for air. My eyes grow heavy as I feel him standing over me.

My breathing starts to slow down as I feel like this is it. I'm never going to see graduation now. There goes my speech. There goes my opportunity to become a surgeon or a teacher or something that will grab my attention for a short while. There goes my chance of finding someone great and less maniacal that will make my happy one day, that I'll want to marry him. There goes the opportunity to win the Nobel Peace Prize.

This is the end of every-

"I'm not a psychopath either." He muttered, placing his wrist to my lips. Gradually, I drink his blood and willingly let him pull me into my lap. I don't hate him per say and I don't love him either. He puts me somewhere in between- love and hate. Sometimes, I want to set him on fire and let him burn until he feels real pain, but then I want to kiss him to death and let the whole wide world know.

He's difficult. Yup, Klaus Mikaelson is difficult and I thought I had my share of difficult. Sadly, it's not just that he's complex, he's also infuriating and cautious, making you walk on egg shells. But he's also, soft and flirtatious with kindness.

He's difficult because he's in between too, like me. I'm difficult because I'm in a struggling position. But he's difficult because he's been hurt too much to stay with one character trait.

His emotions change like a light switch; one minute he's all happy and cheery, but then once the switch goes off, he decides to kill a whole group of hybrids.

However now, as I'm looking at him, I see he's conflicted. I can tell how he is because he's an open book too. You can see when he's joyful or hurt or angry even and you don't even have to ask why because he'll tell you anyways.

Basically, Klaus Mikaelson is a strange one. A strange one indeed because at this moment, I know he wouldn't save anyone else in this situation but me.