Alex's P.O.V

I walked into the Grill and saw Damon playing darts while Elena was on the phone. My brother had his back to me, so he didn't see me walk in. I walked over to the bar and sat down with a huff. Matt looked at me and placed a glass of bourbon in front of me. I gave him a tight-lipped smile as a thank you, which he returned before he walked away to go bust tables. My phone dinged, and I pulled it out of my pocket to see it was Klaus, leaving his 15th message. I placed my phone down and stared down at my drink.

Someone sat next to me, and I looked in the corner of my eyes to see long blonde hair. "What do you want Rebekah?" I asked her as I turned to her. "I'm not really in the mood for talking."

"Well then don't talk, just listen." She told me and began to explain how she 'won' homecoming queen. I nodded here and there, said yeah a few times to fool her into believing that I was listening when I was tuning her out. The only thing I focused on was my bourbon and the fact that my older brother was now staring at me. My head still focused on the memories of last night's events.

Another person cut Rebekah off as they sat down to my left. "Come on, Rebekah. I doubt Alexandria here wants to hear about how you killed the homecoming queen." A deep British accent said. I didn't need to turn my head to know it was Klaus. I could feel his eyes on me but him staring doesn't fix anything. "Hello, love." I still didn't respond. I just brought my drink to my lips and took another sip. "It's good to see you haven't lost your phone….How long are you going to ignore me?" It happened last night, stop making it out to be like I've ignored you for three months. "You can't ignore me forever, you know." Watch me.

"I don't think she wants to talk to you right now." I heard my older brother say to Klaus.

"I could say the same to you," Klaus said to him.

"Except I know when she needs her space," Damon shot back. "Unlike you."

At this moment, I drank the rest of my bourbon, grabbed my phone, and stood up. I looked at Rebekah and smiled. "It was nice talking to you, Rebekah," I told her and walked towards the door. All three of them watching me as I walked away.

I decide to walk around the town square and that some fresh air might help me clear my head and push my childhood memories to the back of my head, where they should be. I sighed as I closed my eyes for a second. I focused on the world around me and forgot about the demons in my head, but I was soon sped into an alley by an unknown person. I looked around and saw Stefan standing in front of me in the alley he rushed me into.

"Hello, sister," Stefan said as he moved to lean against the wall.

"Stefan." I looked at him suspiciously. "What do you want?" I asked him.

"Your help." My little brother answered.

"With what?" I asked him, and he walked towards me.

"My revenge." He answered. "You see after I got my emotions back on, I, of course, felt guilty for my actions. But once that passed, I felt a wave of sudden anger towards Klaus because he took my free will away from me." He circled me and stood behind me. "In return from taking everything from me, I took his family." I whipped around to him with shock written across my face.

"Are you out of your mind?!" I growled at him. "Klaus and Rebekah will kill you the second they find out." This information didn't seem to faze my little brother like he already knew how they would react. "You told them you had them, didn't you?" I asked him, and he smirked. "Well, what do you need from me then?"

"To stay with the coffins," Stefan explained.

"Why can't you do that?" I asked him.

"Because a hybrid is a better guard than a vampire." He explained. "Plus it's not like you're talking to him anyways."

"What about Damon?" I asked him.

"What about him?" Stefan asked.

"Well, he's going to notice if I'm suddenly missing. I mean we might not be talking right now, but he'll still go looking for me." I explained.

"I'll deal with Damon," Stefan said. "So are you in?"

I didn't answer him immediately. Go MIA from Damon, help give Klaus more of a reason to hate my family…

"No," I told him. "No, in the end, I want no part in what you're doing." He looked at me confused. "This won't end well Stefan. Klaus will do anything to get his family back and if it were you and Damon, I would too."

"So you're choosing him over your brother?" He asked.

"Like you choose Elena over me?" I shot back, and there was a moment of silence before Stefan sped away.

I turned and walked out of the alley to run into Rebekah. She smiled at me like she had been looking for me. It was then when I realized I was going to be dragged into this war between Stefan, Klaus, and Rebekah no matter what I did to avoid it.

"There you are Alex," Rebekah said and smiled. "Did you want to go get a cup of coffee?"

"Oh, I was just going to head home-"

"Great, I'll go with you," She said, not letting me finish my sentence. "We can have coffee there." Rebekah grabbed my hand and began to drag me back to my house, and I groaned internally. Why did you have to make matters worse, Stefan?

~At the Boarding House~

Rebekah walked in through the front door, and I saw that Damon wasn't home yet. Why aren't you here when I need you? I followed Rebekah into the kitchen, and she made her way over to the coffee maker before turning to me. She held up to little k-cups of coffee.

"Medium or dark roast?" She asked, and I sat down at the island, knowing that if I sped up to my room, she would make the coffee and come upstairs. And I didn't want her in my bedroom.

"What do you want Rebekah?" I asked her.

"I want to know what kind of coffee you like," Rebekah said, and I sighed then pointed to the medium roast. Rebekah smiled, a fake smile then opened up the fridge and pulled out some milk before going through the cabinet and looking for sugar. When Rebekah finished, she placed the milk and sugar in front of me while waiting for my coffee to be made. She handed it to me once it was and I made the rest of my coffee, but it had no sugar in it. I drank some of mine while Rebekah added milk to her cup. She then looked up at me and gave me another tight-lipped smile.

"You know," I hummed as I placed my cup on the counter. "I don't get how you put up with Elena." She said, and I furrowed my eyebrows at this. Where are you going with this Rebekah? "I mean if I were you I would have killed her by now."

"You talk as if I haven't been tempted to do that," I told her, and she chuckled as she drank her coffee. "But then again your brothers don't think like children when it comes to girls."

"Well, I feel like Klaus sometimes acts like a child when it comes to you," Rebekah said. "He's been so frustrated what with you ignoring him and Stefan taking the coffins." And there it is! Her reason for being here. "Hey, do you happened to know if Elena knows of his whereabouts?"

"Is that why you're here Rebekah?" I asked her. "To find out where Stefan is?"

"No," Rebekah said quickly, and I raised an eyebrow at her. "I was wondering what happened last night. Klaus won't tell me, and I'm starting to get annoyed with his mood."

"Well, I'll tell you what happened. My family, friends, and I made a stupid ass plan to kill your brother. I willing, like the idiot I am, decided to be the bait Mikael used against Klaus. Klaus said he didn't care, Mikael rammed a stake through my chest, but luckily enough for you and me he missed my heart by a couple of inches." I explained, with the most sarcasm and anger I could muster. "But that's not the worst bit. No, the worst bit is that I actually believed your brother cared about me deep down in my soul, and when he didn't. He broke my heart, and he broke my trust." Rebekah and I kept eye contact with each other as I stood up. "That's what happened, and as for your question. No, I don't know if Elena knows where my little brother is because I don't even know where he is. Now if you'll excuse me."

I turned and went to leave when I saw Klaus standing there. We stared at each other for a while. How long has he been there? He had a stone-cold face, but I saw in his eyes that he had heard enough to know why I'm ignoring him. I walked toward him and bumped shoulders with him as I made my way to my room, leaving my coffee behind.

I walked past the front door to see Damon had just arrived home and he looked at me confused. When he looked towards the kitchen, I knew he had seen Klaus and Rebekah. I then sped to my room and slammed the door behind me. I sat on my bed and looked at my closet. The dress Klaus had sent me for the '60s decade dance was still hanging there.

When I looked at it, I thought of him. I thought about how we dance in the '20s and how we danced when he was possessing Alaric. I thought about how much relief it brought me when I thought there was someone in the world who was like me. Who understood me. Who loved me for who I was at one point in time.

I walked over to the closet and took the dress off the hanger. I held it in my hands for a while thinking of all those happy memories and then last night flashed through my head. How Klaus told Mikael to kill me, how he said he didn't care about me, and how Mikael almost killed me because of it. I placed two hands at the front part of the collar and growled at it before ripping it down the middle. I kept ripping up the dress like it would help me in any way.

I fell to my knees with angry tears running down my face as I genuinely began to process everything from last night as I ripped the dress up. I heard my bedroom door open and saw someone grab my hands, stopping me. I looked up to see Damon looking at me worried. I shoved him away from me and walked to the other side of my room. Damon stood up and observed me.

"Get out Damon." I snapped.

"No," Damon said.

"I said get out," I growled, and Damon walked closer to me.

"And I said no," Damon said, raising his voice. "You're not ok, Alex. You almost died last night."

"And whose fault is that?" I shouted.

"I DIDN'T KNOW MIKAEL WAS GOING TO STAB YOU, NOW STOP ACTING AS IF I DID!" Damon yelled. "Do you really think I would risk your life over Elena's?"

The room went silent. We were both afraid. Damon was fearful of my answer, and I was worried about his reaction. I stared at him timidly and muttered, "Yes." Damon walked up to me till we were about a foot apart. He looked ashamed that he made me think that and sad that I did think it.

"Alex," He sighed. "I would never put you in danger like that, not even for Elena. Your my little sister and no matter what I will always protect you." He walked closer to me, and I rubbed my left arm as I looked down at the floor. "I admit I haven't been proving that to you recently and that's my fault I know… But if I knew Mikael was going to do that, you wouldn't have even been part of the plan." Damon and I stood there for a while before I sighed.

"Is he gone?" I asked him, and Damon nodded. He knew I was talking about Klaus.

"What's happening between you two? Why did you take everything Klaus said last night so seriously?" He asked me and crossed my arms while looking down.

"Klaus told Mikael to kill me, Damon," I said.

"Yeah, but Klaus is Klaus, and it's more than that," Damon stated. "And I thought, more than anyone, you would have known Klaus would do anything to kill Mikael, even if that meant taking your life." Damon looked down at the dress on the floor and picked it up with all it's ripped up pieces. "I get Klaus is a hybrid and that you don't want to be the only one of your kind and all, but you shouldn't put your trust in him - if that's what all this shit between you two is about." I looked up at him to see he was staring directly at me. "Because he'll break it every time, Alex. Ever. Single. Time." Damon then walked to my bedroom door and dropped the ripped up '60s dress in the trash before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.