AN : Don't own the character. Just an attempt to rationalize the hate spiral over Hayley. TVD writers really had us viewers in for a treat with 4x20, didn't they ?
Just my luck. Just my freaking luck.
I'd almost regret going to New Orleans in the first place. I had plans and none of them included being tied to...Klaus.
All I wanted was find my parents again. I may have gone the wrong way about it, but I was so close, I could feel it. Or maybe not, for my ever-so-useful informant, Jane-Ann, was actually luring me out to get ahold of me – well, of the child I'm carrying. I'll only have to start again.
That is, if I'm even allowed to keep looking. Since I'm the portable heir provider now...Katherine had not told me about his fantasies of kingdom. And he actually agreed ? I mean, it's the twenty-first century. Things like that – unwanted things like that – can go away.
But no. He's going along with the plan to overthrow Marcel. Granted, the guy is a psychopath, a charming one but a psychopath altogether.
And every kingdom needs an heir. I don't even know what said heir is going to be. Living, undead ? Mortal ? Immortal ? Aging ? Forever a baby ? Both ? No, that's too Twilight. I'm so freaked out. I won't say it, but I feel like a prisoner on parole. On really tight parole. I can't get killed for the sake of the child – the war will happen without me. Not that I'm unhappy about that, but I have to get certain things done and it really can't wait. I'm starting to really get how Tyler felt about being sired to Klaus. And was I right too ! Why didn't I stick to mostly repulsive ? Dammit. Tyler...Now, that's an entirely different subject. Payback, was it ?
Karma is a bitch. A downright fickle bitch. Only consolation I get – Caroline probably won't forgive him either. I'm being petty but I'm so far gone I don't even care. I'm not happy. Of all the things that could happen, that's about the very worst. And let's get serious for a second, who'd even bring a baby into living in that world ? I'm so sorry. And I'm losing it, apologizing ahead, now. I've become the most pricey being in New Orleans – I'm so dead. I'm freaking out. I need to breathe. I seriously need to breathe. Karma is a downright bitch. Absolutely just my luck.
As usual, let me know...
