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I spun around in my chair to come face to face with a fuming Nik. "You need to grow up! You are way too immature." He glared at me.

"Excuse me. You think I'm the immature one! You are freaking out over one little prank!" My patience with him was wearing thin.

"You know what! Just go back to wherever you came from Alyssa! No one even wants you here!" Ouch! That one hit close to home.

"Maybe I will go back home. At least I'm appreciated there!" I stormed out of the room at vampire speed and burst into tears. I grabbed my car keys and phone then left.

I started driving right back where I came from, still shaking with tears. I knew it was a mistake to come back. My own family didn't want me anymore. The mere thought made me want to go back grab a stake and kill myself.

Back at the mansion:

(3rd person POV)

Klaus was sitting on the couch nursing his glass of scotch. Rebekah walked over. "What happened? Where's Alyssa?" She asked worried.

"Don't know, don't care." He said carelessly.

"You don't mean that! What did you say to her, Nik!" Rebekah demanded.

"I told her to go back to where she came from because none of us want her here." He said monotonously.

"You goddamn fucking idiot! She had enough doubts as is! Now, she's either going back to Los Angeles or committing suicide! She only cares what we think about her, so I can only hope she's just going to LA. Did anyone get her cell phone number?" Rebekah was freaking out.

"Alyssa wouldn't kill herself because of what I said Bekah. She's smarter than that. She knows all about my temper. Also, no, I don't have her number."

"You keep forgetting that Lyssa hasn't seen you for over a century. So, you need to fix this before it's too late."

In the car:

(Alyssa POV)

I wasn't sure if I was over reacting. I figured that it would be my best bet to get myself a spy to alert me of what is going on at home. So, I went to the first rest stop I could find and emailed Kol. Hello dearest brother, I would like to let you know that I'm okay. I'm hoping that what Niklaus said was just in the heat of the moment and not really true. Even if this is the case, I need some time to cool down. I'm currently on the road heading back home. I'll come back eventually, but for now, I need a break from the family drama. I'm sorry this had to happen once again.

~A. I figured that would be okay for now. So, I got back on the highway and was about 10 minutes away. I turned on the radio to distract myself from the sad, self-loathing thoughts traveling through my mind.

The music was on fairly loud, but it failed to wash out the memories. Before I knew it, I was pulling up to my and Layla's apartment.

I left my key in the car, so I knocked on the door trying to mask my sadness. Layla pulled the small brown door open.

"Alyssa! Oh my god, are you okay? What happened?" She immediately saw through my fake smile. She pulled me inside while I began to cry.

"I-Nik- Nik and I had a fight." I tried to put aside my tears long enough to explain. "He called me immature and told me I should leave. Then, he said that no one wanted me there." I finally sputtered it out.

"Aww, sweetie it's okay, he didn't mean any of that nasty stuff he said to you." Layla soothed me giving me a hug and allowing me to cry on her shoulder. "Anyway, I know that he lied when he told you no one wanted you there. While we were talking on Skype, I could see how much everyone loved you. Especially when I joked about stealing you, they got all defensive even though they knew it was a joke."

My phone beeped alerting me that I had a new email. I grabbed it and it was from Kol. It said; Alyssa, I am glad you're okay. Everyone was freaking out. Bekah was even worried that you'd turn to suicide. Between you and me, I was thinking the same. I understand why you'd want to escape. Hell, I want to too. Thank you so much for reaching out to tell me that you are okay. If you don't mind, could we stay in touch? If you want, I won't tell anyone, not even Elijah. I love you, dear sister.

~K.

It made my heart warm to even read that. I quickly replied to the email; Kol, thank you for letting me know what's going on. To be honest, I did briefly consider killing myself, but I promise I have changed my mind after reading what you had to say. I would be honored to keep in touch with you. If you'd like, you can tell the others that I'm okay, but please keep the rest of these emails secret unless I specify otherwise. I love you. ~A.

Layla was reading over my shoulder. "See, they love you more than you think. Honestly, I want to go there and beat the crap out of Nik for being so obnoxious and for slapping you. When I saw that, I was tempted to jump in my car and drive to Virginia to help you."

"Layla, you're the best friend I could ever have! We're practically sisters. I spend more time with you in a week than I spend with any of my siblings in a year." I confessed.

"I just have to let one thing out if my system, so bear with me. YOUR BROTHERS ARE SOOO HOT! Obviously, I'll move Nik down to the upper neutral category for being a douchebag. However, the rest of them are in the upper sex god category." Layla explained.

"Okay! TMI! Too much information, Lays! Try not to tell me how you think my brothers look like sex gods. I'd prefer not to think about that!"