I was a pretty girl. I was tall, slim, and had the prettiest hair that many girls envied. It never surprised me when boys stared, sometimes even men, but this time it was different. This time, it wasn't just any regular boy, it was Lord Mikaelson. I had never caught the attention of someone with such power before, nor had I really tried. Out of all the women in the palace, yet I had been the one to catch his eye. The thought made my heart flutter. Is he interested in me? My thoughts were suddenly interrupted when I felt a slight tap on my shoulder.
"Hayley! You look stunning." Her friend replied with a smile.
"As do you, Caroline." I smiled at her presence.
"I see you've caught Lord Mikaelson's eye." She pointed and let out a quiet giggle.
"Yes, I noticed his stares." I replied with a surprising tone and slight giggle that was immediately silenced by the calling of my name.
I turned around quickly, nearly giving myself whiplash. I immediately recognized the familiar face, it was Lord Mikaelson. His hair was perfectly combed back, revealing his twinkling eyes. The way he had called my name made my heart skip a beat.
"My lord." I quickly mumbled with a slight bow of my head.
The way he looked at me; it was like he was looking into my soul, reading all of my thoughts.
"Hayley." He replied politely. "Would you mind?" He gestured towards the back door.
I heard a quiet giggle coming from behind me. I had nearly forgotten I was talking to Caroline only seconds ago. She stood there for a moment looking at us before she quietly excused herself. This must have looked a bit odd. Lord Mikaelson had never spoken to me before, let alone call me by my name.
"Sure." I replied awkwardly, not sure what else to say.
We stepped outside together in silence. Why did he want to talk to me about? And alone? My heart started beating at a rapid pace.
"Sit down, please." He made a weak gesture, pointing at a nearby bench.
I lightly sat down, leaving enough room for him. To my surprise, he didn't sit down, he just stood there.
"Would you like to sit down my lord?" I asked kindly with a small smile, not sure what to say.
He stood there, not making a sound. His actions confused me, what was he doing? My heart started to beat a little faster.
"I didn't bring you out here to chat, Hayley." He finally replied. "I brought you out here to do one thing, and I think you know what that is." He let out a deep breath and took a step closer.
I felt like my heart was going to rip out of my chest at that moment. Did he want to kiss me? Was he going to ask me to be his wife? I was so distracted by my thoughts that I hadn't even noticed he was standing right in front of me now, not even a foot away. I made a bold move and stood up, ready to accept anything he had to say to me.
"Yes my lord? What is it you want to do?" I replied, trying not to blush.
It took him a few moments before he finally replied to my curious question.
"I'm sorry." He whispered before he lunged towards me.
It took my mind a few seconds to process what was happening, he was biting me. I could something cool dripping down the side of my neck, I could only assume it was blood.
I woke up Rebekah standing over my sleeping figure, yelling my name. I quickly sat up, trying to catch my breath. Bits and pieces of my dream were starting to come back to me, it was about Elijah.
"Finally, you're awake." She said, letting out a deep breath and sitting down at the end of my bed.
After a few moments I finally caught my breath. I ran my hands through my wild bed head, trying to relax my uneasy mind. I finally looked over at Rebekah, she was just sitting there, watching my every move. She had been surprisingly nice lately and not so bitchy. She had actually become a friend.
"I had a really, really weird dream about Elijah." I replied quietly, shaking my head.
The dream I had didn't make any sense. First of all, why was I even dreaming about Elijah? And why was he biting me in my dreams? I could remember every detail of the dream like it was embedded in my mind.
"It was about Elijah?" She asked, sounding confused.
"It was." I answered. "He bit me." I added, feeling a sudden chill run through my veins.
I wrapped my hands around cool arms, suddenly regretting going to bed in a tank top and shorts. I looked back up at Rebekah who was just sitting there, looking dull. I finally let my curious mind wander off, deep in thought. Elijah had been kind to me, and my baby. He had promised to protect us, until Klaus thoughtlessly daggered him and gave his body to Marcel. God, he was hopeless. Would Klaus ever learn? I quickly snapped back into reality, realizing Rebekah was now standing at the foot of the bed with her arms crossed, looking bored.
"Enough talk about my brother, I'm famished." She replied with a fake smile. "After you put some clothes on, meet me downstairs for breakfast." She added, sounding bored.
She left the room without looking back. I quickly stood up, making my way towards the closet. I opened the wooded door and turned on the light. This closet had to be a thousand years old. The one thing that annoyed me was the amount of clothes in the closet, I could never decide what to wear. I stepped inside and decided to choose something different today. I grabbed the closest dress I could find, it was light pink with green dots.
"Perfect." I mumbled to myself.
I slipped the dress over my head; it was a perfect fit. I stepped in front of my mirror and admired myself for a moment. I noticed how the dress perfectly flattered my baby bump. I smiled to myself, enjoying the sight of my growing bump. I placed my hands on my stomach and headed towards the stairs.
"Hayley!" Rebekah shouted my name, sounding annoyed.
I walked into the kitchen and spotted Rebekah standing in front of the fridge with her hands on her hips. I immediately smelled the delicious scents coming from the fridge.
"How the hell am I supposed to find milk amongst this mess?" Rebekah sighed in frustration.
I let out a quiet laugh, hoping she wouldn't hear me. It was a nice change seeing Rebekah doing something human for a change. I took a step towards her and immediately spotted the milk; it was right in front of her.
After eating breakfast, Rebekah insisted on taking me out for a bit; I didn't argue. I had basically been on house arrest ever since I had nearly been killed. I decided to head into the living room while I waited for Rebekah to finish getting ready. I sat down and let out a deep breath. I suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind me, I assumed it was Rebekah.
"Wow, you're ready in under twenty minutes, that has to be a record for you." I mocked and let out a quiet laugh.
I turned around and nearly gasped when I saw who was standing right in front of me. Elijah.
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