He heard her breathing outside his bedroom door. He waited for her to continue towards her bedroom, but she didn't. After a few moments, she opened the door and made her way to his bed. She hovered over him, staring. He sighed and opened his eyes to greet his sister.
There was an eternity of sadness welled in her eyes. Klaus sat up but left off the light, believing that whatever she was about to say needed to be said in absolute darkness.
A length of silence followed with only their breathing making any disturbance in the room. Right when he felt like he couldn't handle it anymore, right when he was about to demand she speak, she began.
This isn't working anymore. We run and we hide and we live underground. No one cares about us.
Go to sleep, Rebekah. Things will look brighter in the morning.
No, they won't. And you're a fool if you think so.
He became angry. He was many things, but a fool was not one of them. He prepared an onslaught of insults, readying himself for the continuation of their earlier fight, but she surprised him when suddenly her voice sounded like she was once again a little girl.
We're all alone. We don't even have each other anymore.
That's not true. I'm here, aren't I?
You're a thousand miles from me. She paused, building the courage for her next words. I don't want this life.
He rolled his eyes. You made your choice centauries ago. You can't change it now. This is the only life we could have.
She began to cry.
Go to sleep. I'm tired. He lied back down on his side, his back towards her. As he felt her move towards the door, he whispered. You're wrong. I'm your brother. I care for you.
He heard the smirk in her voice when she replied.
Wouldn't it be a riot if that were true?
She walked out, closing the door behind her and leaving him completely in the dark.