Hey guys! This is my first fanfiction and the first time I've ever written a first-person, present tense story, so I was quite nervous to actually publish it. Reviews are very helpful and appreciated, so please leave one if you have the time.


When I wake up, the whole bed feels damp. My arm stretches downwards, trying to feel if the sheets were any wetter near my waist but strangely, the wetness was consistent all the way down to my feet. I must have been sweating a lot last night. Of course, I was. My sleep is filled with insufferable nightmares and last night was no exception.

I prop myself up and scoot backwards so my lower back pressed against the soft pillows behind me. Below my feet, a pillar of light shines on him, a strange figure sitting across the room. A strange figure that I know, and have known for seemingly a thousand years.

"Klaus…" I say under my breath, like a child who was caught in the act of something mischievous.

The male glares at me, watching me like a hawk while tapping his finger against my dresser. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asks, his voice is low and grouchy, it was obvious he was greatly offended. A moment of silence passed. "Why didn't you tell me!" He repeats with a louder, more aggressive tone. "Tell me!" His words turn into a scream.

"She told me not too!" I shout back at him, clenching my bedsheets, unsure of where this situation is going. "We were going to invite you all to dinner…" I swing my legs from under my bedding and stood up, and continue to speak softly "then she was going to tell you, tell everyone."

"Well, it's a bit too late for that." Klaus says numbly, "Because I killed her."

My face stays still, knowing that it wasn't that easy. "But-"

"But- nothing. Because a Witch loses her magic when they become a Vampire." He says grimly.

A sudden gust of disbelieve hits me in the stomach, like a speeding bullet. "But-But she just wanted to make us a family again, Niklaus…" I stutter, tears filling my eyes as months of promises were broken by just a few words. I turn around quickly and wipe my face, hiding my soaked eyes from Klaus.

"I want you to come live with us," Klaus says briefly, as he places his hand on my shoulder.

"Why?" I snurch and wipe my nose with my arm.

"Because everyone wants to see yo-" Klaus says sympathetically before he got interrupted.

"No. Why did you kill her? Why did you kill the only woman who wanted more for our family." I sulk and turn to face him, throwing his arm off of my shoulder with my own. "She just wanted to make us whole again, she even gave you a chance to know your real father."

"My daughter is alive."

My face drops and I sigh. "Of Course she is!" I turn away from him once more and hold my head. Each day is getting worse and worse. "Dahlia is going to come and kill us all." I gave out a fake laugh as I turn back.

"I see she has fed you her lies," Klaus says, with his chin up high. "You really believe that some immortal Witch is coming for my child."

"Yes."

Klaus rolls his eyes at the instant response I gave. "Listen…" He grabs my shoulders to look me in the eye, "Listen to me. Come live with us and we'll fight this imaginary Witch together."

I sighed. "I don't want to die again, Klaus." I shake my head as I speak in panic.

"I won't let you die again," Klaus explains, fighting my head movements so that he's looking into my eyes. "Not only will our whole family protect you, but I will protect you like you're my own. I failed you once, Henrik and I won't again."

Klaus hung out with me for the rest of that day, we talked for hours and I told him everything I knew, about Dahlia, my Mothers plans, everything. Klaus even stayed with me and helped me pack my clothes as I took up his offer to move to compound with him and the rest of my family. Talking about my siblings, some of them even called to ask about me.