Alex's P.O.V

I woke up in bed the next morning, with the sunlight shining in my eyes. Breathing out I placed my hand on my head and walked into my bathroom. I didn't go anywhere yesterday. I just stayed at home, in my room. I called Meredith, and she explained to me why she shot Alaric, that it was for his own good and all. Damon and Stefan had a boys night, and Rebekah started asking questions about our family which I found odd, and so did they. Damon made Stefan feed which resulted in us fighting, but I stopped when I realized he was trying to push me away from him and stood by his side instead.

I took a long shower, not washing my body, more of just standing under the hot water thinking. I touched my lips softly and smiled a bit. I kissed Klaus. It was two nights ago after Esther tried to kill me. I didn't want to believe I did it, but I did. The worst part was I didn't regret kissing him; I enjoyed it actually. The kiss fills me with joy, happiness, and fear. I hadn't felt something like this for someone since John, and then John died. He left me. I was scared of Klaus leaving me as John did. I mean even if did I opened up to Klaus romantically, it wasn't going to stop my brothers from trying to kill him.

My brothers. They're what truly stood between Klaus and I. Their opinion is what I feared the most. If they ever found out...No. Damon and Stefan can never know I kissed Klaus. They would hate me for the rest of our immortal lives if they did.

I turned off the shower and got dressed in my pajamas again. I placed my hair in a messy bun and walked downstairs. I saw Damon drinking a glass of blood. He looked up at me, "You look like hell," Damon said, and I gave him an annoyed smile.

"Love you too," I said sarcastically. I made my way to the kitchen and made some coffee.

I thought back to that night again. I pulled down my shirt and glanced at the...what did he call it? A soulmate mark. I touched it lightly and sighed. Not knowing how to feel about the whole situation, I walked into the parlor room and sat down. Damon left and didn't bat an eye towards me. I didn't stop him though.

I'm in complete and utter hell.

I had decided to get dressed and went back downstairs to see some red-headed women waiting in the library, drinking a glass of bourbon. "Um," I said, "Who are you, and why are you in my house?"

"I feel hurt that you don't recognize me, Alexandra," The woman stood up and turned to me.

"Sage," I said with a smile and made my way over to her.

"Damon told me you looked like hell. I thought he was joking," She said as we hugged each other.

"Feel like it too," I responded.

"Now come on," We sat down on the couch. "What's going on in your life?" She asked jokingly, and I laughed slightly.

"Well, I'm assuming you know the Originals are in town?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I saw Rebekah earlier when I ran into Damon," She mentioned. "Are they reason you're so down in the dumps? The Alex I remember would never let anyone, even an Original, get her so down." I walked up the drink cart, as I laughed at the statement, and grabbed a bottle of bourbon.

"Well, that was before Klaus entered my life. Now I'm just confused," I told her as I sat down again.

"Ah, Klaus," Sage grunted. "I hate that bastard."

"Yeah," I sighed, and she looked at me as if I had two heads.

"What did he do to you?" Sage asked me.

"We kissed," I answered and took a swig of bourbon.

"I'm assuming Damon and Stefan don't know," Sage questioned, and I pulled the bourbon away from my lips then gave it to her.

She took a swig as I answered her, "If they did, I wouldn't be living here right now."

"I can't say I don't understand the lure of Mikaelson men, I fell in love with his brother Finn," She said.

"Yeah, well Klaus and I are soulmates," I gave her a serious look, "Like I'm not joking," I told her.

"Never said you were, not to mention I don't think anyone would joke about begin Klaus' soulmate," Sage laughed off.

"Now I just have to figure out if I want to be with him," I told her.

"Well, I can't help you there. Klaus daggered the love of my life," Sage commented. "But if we weren't talking about Klaus, I would say to do what makes you happy. Damon and Stefan will get over it eventually."

"Yeah I guess you're right," I told her. "Anyway, why are you in Mystic Falls?"

"Just passing through," Sage said. "But now I'm helping your older brother find out what Rebekah wants."

"Keep me informed," I said to her and stood up to leave.

"Where are you going?" Sage asked, and I turned to her.

"Out. I stayed at home all day yesterday, and I'm dying for some fresh air." I explained and sped out of the house.

~In Town Square Later that Night~

I was sitting at the Grill while my phone buzzed every five minutes, with a call from either Stefan or Klaus. But Stefan was a big boy and could deal with his own shit. Then there was Klaus, and I didn't want to talk to him.

Even though I had finally accepted the fact that we kissed and moved away from being shocked by it, I still knew Damon and Stefan would hate me. Maybe that's why I'm so scared. I just didn't want to lose my family's trust in me and if they ever knew...They see me as the enemy. I mean I only told Sage because I knew she could keep a secret. And the last thing I wanted to do was fight my brothers. Maybe Klaus would understand that and leave me only.

But that tug was still there.

The tug that told me to be with Klaus.

GOD, I HATED THIS!

I shouldn't have to choose between being happy and my own flesh and blood. I just had to be Klaus' soulmate, and my brothers just had to go and piss him off. Why doesn't my life allow me to be happy? Like completely happy, with no worries, no supernatural drama, or love triangles. Why can't I fall in love with my soulmate, openly, and only have to worry about my brothers being overprotective assholes?!

Wait.

In love with my soulmate.

In love with Klaus.

No, I couldn't be, I barely knew him and to say I had any trust in him after what he's done to both my family and me is an understatement. Liking Klaus was one thing, but I don't think I could ever fall in love with him? Right? He was a monster. He killed Jenna, almost let Damon and Stefan die of a werewolf bite, sired Tyler then told him to bite Caroline. I mean she's only alive because I stopped by that night to say happy birthday to her. Oh, and let's not forget all the times he put Elena in danger or posed a threat to her because that causes Damon and Stefan to get hurt and it leads to Mikael almost killing me.

Someone sat down next to me and ordered a drink. No! I could never fall in love with-

"Hello, sweetheart," I heard the person say, and I turned to my right to see Klaus. He had a smirk on his face, and I groaned. "I've been trying to call you all day."

"Yeah, and you can't take a hint," I told him. "I don't want to talk. Now if you'll excuse me." I placed some money down on the bar, paying for my drink, grabbed my phone and walked out the back door of the Grill. Klaus sped in front of me in the alleyway. Ok, now you're just pissing me off. "Seriously, Klaus!" I yelled at him. "Take the goddamn hint already; I don't want to talk to you!"

"But we need to talk," Klaus said, and I crossed my arms over my chest.

"No, we don't. What happened between us should have never had happened." I told him, and Klaus pinned me to the wall by my arms. Klaus leaned down and kissed me roughly. I pushed him away from me. "What the hell?!" I growled at him.

"Come on, love," Klaus said and cornered me again. "You can't tell me you didn't feel anything that night?" Of course, I felt something, why do you think I ran?

"For fuck sakes, Klaus," I yelled at him and pushed myself away from him, "Don't you get it! It doesn't matter how I felt. Hell, it doesn't matter that I felt anything at all! My situation is different from yours. You can be with me, but I can't be with you. My family would hate my guts, and I would lose the only two people I trust." Klaus seemed to be getting frustrated with me.

"Stop using your family as an excuse not to be with me!" He groaned.

"I'm not using them as an excuse; you just can't deal with the fact that they are the only thing standing in the way!" I yelled.

"No, you are using them as an excuse because you're too afraid to fall in love." Klaus insisted, and I didn't know how to respond. "Don't you get that you have owned my heart for nearly a century and I'm not just going to give up on you because of your family." Klaus walked up to me and cupped my cheeks in his hands. "I have no other light in my life but you." He rested his forehead against mine with his eyes closed.

I lightly placed my hands on his wrist and closed my eyes as well, "I'm sorry, Klaus. I truly am, but I can't choose between you and my family." I pushed myself away from him, and he looked at me. "I can't."

"Then I'm sorry for this," Klaus said, then sped up to me and snapped my neck.