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One day passed. Two days passed. Three days passed. No phone call. No sign. No Elijah. Hayley thought it would feel different, knowing he was dead. For some reason, she thought she'd be able to sense it somehow. But there was nothing. No waking up in the middle of the night. No sick feeling in her gut. Absolutely nothing.
There were shadows underneath her eyes from the lack of sleep that always haunted her. She stared at the counter as she waited for the mug of tea to cool off in front of her. Her bags still sat by the door, just begging to be taken out of the lonely house. Hayley started to unpack them when she got off the phone with Elijah, but the pathetic hope she still possessed had stopped her. What a fool she'd been, thinking she'd get some kind of happy ending.
Without even touching her tea, Hayley rushed upstairs and changed out of her pajamas. She'd already ditched school that day. Her enhanced intelligence made the whole ordeal rather pointless for her. And most of the time, she was yelled at for not concentrating. She'd stopped seeing the point in going a while ago.
Hayley now wore her jeans, converse, and oversized military jacket. She looked around her room, deciding it was the last time she would see it. There was barely any sadness before she closed the door shut behind her. Hayley grabbed her three bags and went toward the front door. She'd left her car in the front driveway, rarely parking it inside the garage. Her back was to the street as she tossed her bags into the trunk. She stopped when she felt like someone was watching her. Hayley turned and her eyes widened when she took in Luke's appearance.
"Going somewhere?" He asked with a small smile.
"You're alive." She said through narrowed eyes.
"Hayley, I'm so sorry. Just being friends with you turned out to be dangerous." Luke said, disgusted with his self.
"You're…a werewolf?" She muttered quietly. But she had already known the answer. The idea had settled in her mind a long time ago. Nothing really seemed ridiculous anymore. Vampires, werewolves…pretty soon zombies would turn up.
"Not until that night." Luke clarified. "I wasn't one until I…I killed Joey. It's what triggers the gene…the curse." Then he finally looked around, realizing that he shouldn't be talking about it so out in the open. "Can we go inside?" He asked.
Hayley took in a breath and glanced at the trunk that was still open. Half of her bags were already inside. She looked at the one still in her hand. Luke had always been her friend and she was glad that he was alive. But he wasn't enough to stop her. He just couldn't help her in any way. No matter how much he wanted to.
But Hayley was unaware that Luke wasn't truly himself. The night he had almost killed her from his transition, Klaus had saved her, just at the knick of time as well. But after the original had stopped Luke from doing anything stupid, he compelled Luke. He wasn't allowed to tell her anything about him or vampires. And while Klaus was away, Luke was meant to protect her. Not that he would ever do anything else on his own choice. But now he was aware of the dangers she could get herself into and he would give up his own life to save her.
"No." Hayley said seriously. "We can't go inside." She saw the confusion in Luke's expression. "I'm leaving."
The compulsion suddenly kicked in. Luke rushed forward, taking the bag out of her hand. "What? You can't go!" He snapped a little.
This ignited something in Hayley. Since she wouldn't allow herself to be sad any longer, it was replaced with rage and hostility. She ripped the bag back and was only able to because she caught Luke off guard. "You think you can just come out of nowhere, after weeks of being gone, and tell me what I can do! You almost killed me that night. By some miracle…I don't even know. But I didn't get killed." She tossed the bag inside of the trunk and closed it. With her back turned to Luke, Hayley grasped the edge of the car as her head hung.
Slowly, she turned and faced Luke. "I'm done with this town, this house, these people. And there is nothing you can say that will stop me." Her voice didn't waver or show any indication that she could be persuaded otherwise.
"I'll come with you." Luke said after a pause.
"That's not what I meant." Hayley immediately answered.
"Look, you can't leave, Hayley. It's your senior year of high school, you have your friends here and your sister… you have me." He urged. Although all the things he was saying came from an honest part of him, only the reasoning for it was being pushed by Klaus' compulsion on him. Under no circumstances was Luke meant to allow Hayley to leave or put her into a dangerous scenario.
Hayley finally seemed to have started listening to him. She sighed and her eyes couldn't tear away from Luke's pleading ones. She didn't understand what it was that was making her think twice about her decision. It wasn't as if Luke was compelling her to stay. But Hayley had this feeling, this something that was telling her she couldn't leave. There was something left that needed to find her.
"If I stay, will I be in danger of getting killed by a werewolf?" Hayley asked Luke in a darkly sarcastic voice. But he smiled anyways, feeling like he was finally getting somewhere with her.
"I'd never let that happen." He said calmly with a small smirk.
But Hayley wasn't done being serious. "But you can't control it."
Luke's jaw tightened at her statement. It was true. He couldn't control it, at least not on a full moon. He'd gotten good at controlling his anger over the years. His father didn't keep the werewolf gene away from him. Luke always knew being a werewolf was a possibility. That's why he played sports and learned how to control his anger so it would never happen. His dad had done everything possible to make sure him and his little sister didn't become what he had. But it was a useless effort. The gene was an inevitable curse.
"It's going to take practice." Luke finally said, realizing he had gotten lost in his own thoughts. Hayley shifted as she looked past Luke, thinking.
"Do you think I belong here?" Hayley finally asked him.
He made sure he chose his words carefully. "I think everyone in this miserable suburb knows you belong somewhere better." Then he paused. "But can you honestly say that leaving this way feels like it's supposed to?"
Hayley knew she could lie and say yes. She'd be able to lie so well that Luke would completely believe her and maybe even let her go willingly. But she didn't really see the point. Now she was looking at him. His eyes were filled with the secret only she knew, his muscles even thicker from the hidden wolf. But his heart didn't change. Luke was still the loving and gentle person who cared for Hayley since they were kids.
"Why couldn't you just let me go?" She finally whispered.
Luke smirked at that, understanding that he'd finally convinced her to stay. "Okay, well…it's freezing out here. Being a werewolf, it doesn't matter to me. But there would be no point in making you stay if you froze to death." His smile beamed even brighter when Hayley laughed a little at his joke. "So how about I make you hot chocolate and you can ask me anything you want?" Luke asked kindly.
Hayley watched him closely, wondering why she had Luke. She didn't believe she deserved him. "Yeah. That sounds good." He nodded his head and grabbed her bags out of the trunk without waiting for her to say another word. He didn't need an invitation has he effortlessly carried them through her front door.
Hayley viewed him a shy smile. But as soon as he disappeared inside, it vanished. Her skin was covered in goose bumps. Not from coolness, it was something else. Hayley turned and looked around, waiting for someone to be looking at her that she hadn't noticed right away. But she was alone on her street. Not even a car was passing by.
"Please don't be dead." She whispered to herself. It was the last time she tried to convince herself that Elijah was alive. But it was a wasted effort. Hayley couldn't bear to torture herself with false hope any longer.
Klaus and Rebekah waited in Gloria's empty bar as the witch worked her magic. Stefan came in and his eyes narrowed at the scene in front of him. He asked what the witch was doing. But neither of the originals bothered to inform him on what exactly was happening. A few minutes later, Gloria had found the necklace necessary to figure out why Klaus couldn't make hybrids.
"I need more time…and space." The witch explained. It wasn't like she received some map of the necklace's exact location. It all came in a rush of images. But she made eye contact with Klaus that was more than just a mere glance.
His eyes barely narrowed before he understood there was something else. "Would you give us a moment?" He asked his sister and Stefan.
The two exchanged confused looks, both believing he was about to kill Gloria for not being completely successful during her first attempt. But Klaus glared at their hesitation. "Now." He growled. Stefan didn't need to be asked twice and Rebekah just groaned at being told what to do. 90 years and nothing had changed.
As soon as Klaus heard when they were out of listening distance, he closed the distance between him and Gloria. "What are you not telling me?"
But Gloria didn't seem concerned with his hostility. "I think you mean what you're not telling anyone." She said slowly and clearly.
Klaus tilted his head as he cleared. He wasn't appreciating her attitude. "Spare me the dramatics, Gloria. What did you see?" He urged.
"You know what I saw, Klaus." Gloria waited for him to respond, but he was quite. "The girl. I already know it's not the first you've heard of it."
Klaus started pacing. He never wanted anyone to know about her. He'd killed the witch that had told him the prophecy. And Elijah killed his two minions who'd found Hayley when she was just a child.
"Why did you see it? I was told prophecies are only told once to each person who is involved. It was already foreseen to me once before." Klaus said darkly.
Gloria thought about this for a moment. He was right. It was strange that she'd seen Hayley. Prophecies were not shared with many witches, not when they had been uncovered to those they pertained to and especially when they involved such special magic. They had a mind of their own and most of the time, they wanted to remain as secret as possible.
"I…I don't know. That's the first time one's ever come to me." She admitted. Klaus ignored her, becoming more frustrated with her inabilities to answer any of his questions. Gloria didn't know what else to tell him. She knew not to mess with the originals and Klaus most of all. "She's close." Gloria told him, hoping it would calm him down some bit.
"I already knew that." Klaus growled.
Gloria sighed. "Maybe there's a reason the visions came to me when you were so near, yet have failed to see her." She offered with some sass. That was when Klaus stopped pacing. He knew she had a point, but would never say so.
"I'll be back for a more precise location." Klaus growled as he stormed out of the bar. He shoved the door open and was met with blinding light from the sun. The transition from the dark bar to outside was immense.
Stefan and Rebekah turned to face him at this entrance. Rebekah was used to his raging episodes and didn't think anything of his mood. But Stefan was still getting used to them and they made him stay on his toes. The younger vampire narrowed his eyes at him.
"Both of you stay here." Klaus commanded. "I'll be back in a few hours."
Rebekah stood of straighter. "Where are you going? I want to come."
"This doesn't include you, sister. Stay here with Stefan and make sure Gloria is working on finding the necklaces precise location." He replied without missing a beat. Rebekah opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off. "Do as I say!"
Stefan looked between the two originals. The last thing he wanted to do was be left alone with Rebekah. She still thought he loved her and it would only cause even more problems if he denied it. Plus, he couldn't help but think Klaus was going to find another witch. He wanted to protect Elena and that included keeping in the loop with Klaus' scheming.
Just as Klaus started walking toward his car, Stefan caught up. "Are you really going to leave me alone with her?" Stefan asked.
"I heard that!" Rebekah snapped.
"Sorry, Stefan. But you're going to have to sit this one out." Klaus said with a less menacingly tone than before. But Stefan sighed and put on his best act for the original, making it seem like he couldn't handle the thought of managing Rebekah on his own for hours. Klaus finally exhaled in frustration.
"Get in the car, Stefan." Then he looked over at his sister. "Don't you dare think about leaving your babysitting post." He said with a smirk, knowing it would drive Rebekah crazy to be left out.
They had been driving out of the city for half an hour when Stefan couldn't help but think that they weren't going to find another witch or a vampire. Klaus' mood had changed. Stefan couldn't figure out what was different as the original sped through the streets of Chicago. It was like Klaus was nervous or unsure of what they were heading toward. But Stefan knew better than to try to ask him anything that would upset the unbalanced original.
"Am I allowed to ask where we're going?" Stefan asked casually.
"Meeting a friend." Klaus replied without taking his eyes off the road. He honestly didn't know if bringing Stefan was a horrible mistake or not. But other things had taken over his mind, such as the state he would find Hayley in. He'd taken Elijah away from her in a fit of jealousy and selfishness. Now, he feared how it had affected the young human.
Stefan's eyes narrowed when Klaus slowly pulled into a driveway of a nice house. He was large but he could only hear one person moving about inside. He waited for Klaus to get out of the car. But when he looked over, the original was gripping the steering wheel tightly and staring at the house. Then he felt Stefan's eyes on him and met his gaze.
"Don't make me regret bring you along, mate." Klaus said before opening the car door.
"What, I have to wait in the car?" Stefan said with fake nonchalance. Now he was curious as to what waited inside the house. All the time traveling with the original, he had never seen Klaus meet someone this way.
"Precisely." Klaus replied and shut the door without looking at him.
Klaus slowly made his way up the porch steps to the front door. His fist hesitated over the wooden door before it finally knocked. He could hear Hayley's movements freeze and her heartbeat speed up. It was agony hearing her footsteps slowly head toward the door as he waited for her.
It was only seconds later that the door slowly opened. Hayley stood before him wearing an oversize flannel shirt and grey cotton shorts. Her blonde-red hair was up in a messy bun. And there were a few dots of dried paint on her forearms that were showing from her sleeves being rolled up. But Klaus was too busy eyeing her physical condition. Her eyes seemed to have gained permanent shadows underneath. Whether from sleepless nights or depression, he did not know. Hayley's lean skinniness had somehow turned to a worrying form of emaciation. She had changed. The light inside of her was slowly flickering to it's death.
At first, her face was completely emotionless. But slowly, a sad smile appeared on his lips. It was contagious as Klaus found himself matching it with his own infamous smirk. Next thing he knew, Hayley was hugging him. He couldn't help but feel joy from the genuine reaction and found himself spinning her around in a circle. She let out a small laugh. But it was nothing like her real laugh: the one Elijah had fallen in love with during his first vision of her and the one that always put a smile on Klaus' lips.
Klaus finally put her down and took a good look at her again. He was responsible for the condition she was in and he couldn't convince himself otherwise, even if he wanted to. Hadn't he compelled that bloody werewolf to watch over her? Klaus made a mental note to pay the boy a visit before he left town.
"Hello, love." He finally said softly to her.
"I was beginning to think you'd never come back." She said, glancing at the ground. Her finger placed a fallen strand of hair behind her ear.
"I promised you I'd come back." He replied. Then he heard her heartbeat jump. Klaus didn't realize that his words only reminded her of the person who hadn't kept their promise and returned. Just as he was about to ask how she was doing, even though he knew it wasn't anything good, he saw her glancing at his car.
"Who's that?" Hayley asked as her eyes met Stefan's through the windshield.
"Just a mate." Klaus said without looking behind him at the car. Hayley glared at Klaus for the vagueness of the answer. She stepped around him and waved lightly at Stefan and then gestured at him to come over.
Stefan looked confused as to what he was meant to do. Klaus had told him to stay in the car, but he wanted to follow this girl's instructions. She looked to be the same age as Elena. But they didn't look the same. Both were beautiful, but Stefan looked at this stranger as older. She seemed to have grown mentally and emotionally to an age beyond his own Elena. After a few seconds, he opened to the car door and cautiously made his way to the front door where they waited.
Klaus saw the interaction as inevitable. He wanted to compel Stefan to take the car and leave, but he knew that would not sit well with Hayley. "Hayley, you have paint all over you." He pointed out. She glanced down and saw that he was right. She retreated back inside the house to wash her hands, not realizing that it was Klaus' intention by pointing it out to her. He left the front porch and quickly walked to meet Stefan before they were in hearing range of Hayley.
He roughly grabbed the younger vampire's shoulders. "I want you to listen to me carefully." Klaus started to say. Stefan waited carefully. "You will not address me as Klaus in front of her. You will only call my Nick." Stefan narrowed his eyes at the command and nodded. Klaus' grip on him tightened even more. "And this is the only time I will demand that you control your ripper urges and cravings. You are not a vampire. I am not a hybrid. Do you understand me?" Stefan was even more confused now, but he still nodded his head.
Klaus turned away and headed inside the house without waiting for Stefan. The younger vampire followed just a few steps behind, utterly confused at how this was the strangest scenario he'd found himself in with the original, yet it was the most human of them all. He closed the door softly behind him. Then he saw Hayley walk from around the corned with a towel that she was using to dry of her hands. She looked up and smiled at him charmingly.
"Hi. I'm Hayley. Next time, you don't have to wait in the car." She teased.
Stefan quickly looked between her and Klaus before offering his hand. "I'm Stefan Salvatore. It's nice to meet you." He looked around the house. She seemed to live there all alone but it didn't seem to match her personality. Were her parents dead just like Elena's?
"Were you painting?" Klaus asked her before she could ask Stefan any personal questions. Hayley looked at him and shrugged. It was the only response she would give him. "Come on, love. Don't be shy." Klaus said with a smirk.
Hayley threw the towel at him. "Jesus Christ, Nick! How many times do I have to tell you? I hate those stupid nicknames. I'm not your pet. I have a name, use it."
They had been there for a couple of hours. Stefan got the message that he shouldn't speak much. But he watched Klaus conversing with this girl and didn't know what to think about it. He assumed they had met before Klaus had even come to Mystic Falls and ruined all of their lives. But he seemed he'd never ruined Hayley's. In fact, it felt that he had helped her.
The two were sitting at the kitchen counter, two mugs of coffee in front of them. Stefan took the opportunity to go outside and have a moment to himself. The house had a deck and patio that looked out into the forest behind. But Stefan's heightened hearing couldn't stop itself from eavesdropping on Hayley and Klaus talking. After all, she didn't realize he would be able to hear them through the walls.
"So, your friend's pretty quiet." She pointed out.
Klaus shrugged. "Just a little shy."
Hayley's stance changed suddenly. Her attention moved away from Stefan and back to Klaus. "Do you remember what you promised me before you left?"
Klaus stared at his mug. "I believe so."
Hayley waited for him to continue talking, but was only met with silence. "You promised you would tell me what was going on." She paused, twirling the spoon that was in her coffee mug. "What were you doing while you were gone? Why did you have to leave?" She said softly. But Klaus' jaw just flexed in silence.
Hayley's heart started to speed up from her frustration. "Nick, you leave without saying why, you bring these fucking friends out of nowhere that you've never told me about before, and you refuse to explain anything to me." She stopped and calmed herself down. "This isn't what friends do. They don't keep all this stuff from each other." She finished in a whisper.
"Not yet." That was all Klaus responded with. He still hadn't looked at her.
"What?" Hayley snapped.
"I can't tell you yet." He clarified. He could if he wanted to. But he was scared. He was scared of how she would react. God only knows what Elijah had told her about him. There was no way that confessing his true identity would end well. She would immediately know he had something to do with Elijah missing. But Klaus could perfectly see that she believed he was dead, not simply daggered. Klaus couldn't tell her. He didn't want this… their friendship… to end.
Hayley stood up and was about to leave her own home. But Klaus quickly caught her arm. They were both standing now, facing each other at a distance that was too close to be comfortable. Hayley's breath caught at the expression he was giving her. For the first time that night, Klaus stopped hiding his concern and worry for her. And she read it all too well.
"What happened to you?" Klaus whispered softly. He didn't care that Stefan could hear them. If he so chose, he could simply compel the young vampire to forget Hayley ever existed. But for some reason, he knew he wouldn't.
Hayley narrowed her eyes, playing up her confusion. "I don't know what you're talking about." She muttered, ripping her arm out of his grip.
But Klaus didn't let her step away from him as he took a step closer. "Yes, you do. Don't pretend like I haven't noticed. You look sick, Hayley, as if you haven't slept in months. You've changed. And I don't think you ever meant to."
Hayley's heart was racing at being so exposed. Her throat was closing and her hands wouldn't stop shaking. Her eyes finally moved from the ground to look up at him. "I was abandoned, Nick." Her voice shook. "How do you expect someone to look after that happens?"
Klaus was about say any words of comfort, something he wasn't even sure he was capable of, or tell her he was sorry for leaving. But Stefan interrupted by opening the back door. He looked at Hayley who turned away and coughed; hiding any emotion he would have been able to read. But she was fully unaware of Stefan's heightened ability to empathize with others.
Klaus couldn't decide if he was grateful for the interruption or mad. Before he could figure it out, his cell phone started ringing. He picked it up and walked toward the front door and didn't stop walking until he was outside.
Stefan and Hayley now stood alone in the kitchen. She pretended as if nothing had happened. If he hadn't overheard her conversation, he would have completely bought her little act.
"So you and Nick are friends?" Hayley asked him with a smirk as she sat back down at the kitchen counter. Her suspicions were well hid. She motioned for him to sit down where Klaus had been sitting just a few seconds ago.
"Yep." Stefan only said.
Hayley laughed and then narrowed her eyes. "You're not a very good liar." But Stefan just tilted his head a little, caught off guard by her abrasiveness. "I might not have known Nick very long. But he doesn't exactly attract people like you. And you've been here for hours but have yet to even say anything."
"Then how do you know what type of person I am?" Stefan tested.
Hayley smiled at his challenge and stole a sip of her coffee. She took in a deep breath before locking eyes with him. "You're very kind. I can tell by your eyes. And you're selfless." She smiled kindly at him. "But, most of all, you have a kind heart."
Stefan shook his head, even though everything she said was true. "There's no way you could believe all of those things. You just met me. How can you be so sure?"
Hayley leaned across the counter, moving closer to Stefan. Her eyes tore into his. "I can tell you have a kind heart from the way you're looking at me...the way you've been looking at me all day. It bothers you, seeing me this way." She meant seeing how broken she was, but there was no need to clarify.
Stefan shifted in his seat uncomfortably at her accuracy. But he didn't look away from her sad blue-green eyes. "You give me too much credit." He said softly, finally looking down at the counter. Who was this girl? And how could she be a friend to such a monster like Klaus? Stefan wondered.
"No one is perfect." She defended for him. "Are you a recovering alcoholic or smoker or something?" Hayley laughed at her question.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Stefan laughed. This was the first time he didn't feel like a prisoner since he'd been traveling with Klaus. Although he was commanded to be discreet, he felt like he could tell anything to Hayley.
"You tap your fingers a lot or your leg shakes when you sit down." She glanced down to point out that he was doing it as they speak. But Hayley didn't realize she wasn't talking about a recovering alcoholic, she was talking about a recovering ripper. But Klaus was doing anything but helping the cause.
Stefan's entertainment from the conversation disappeared. He shook his head. "So how did you get so good at reading other people?" He wondered.
"I'm not. I just don't ignore things that make other people uncomfortable to see or think about." Hayley said easily as she shrugged her shoulders.
"How exactly did you and Nick become friends?" Stefan asked only when he heard Klaus talking on the phone, which assured him he couldn't hear them.
Hayley propped her face in her hand, causing her to tilt her head at Stefan. "We just ran into each other a few times. And eventually we realized how similar we are. We kind of found each other when we both needed a friend." Stefan was in awe of how honestly she believed what she said. There was no compulsion. She really cared for Klaus. Hayley seemed to see Stefan's amazement. "Whatever he's made you believe about himself… it's probably not true. He seems cold and heartless on the outside, but that's only because he doesn't know how to trust people."
"Time to go, Stefan." Klaus suddenly said. He was glaring dangerously at him, even though it was Hayley who was exposing his secrets. She had jumped at his voice, not hearing him come back inside or seeing him at the edge of the kitchen.
"You're going already?" Hayley asked sadly.
Klaus' expression softened when he moved his eyes from Stefan to her. "Wait for me in the car." He commanded the younger vampire. Stefan knew he shouldn't have been caught talking so intimately with Hayley. But it just sort of happened. He did what he was told and started toward the front door. Once Klaus' back was to him, he turned around and found Hayley already looking at him. Stefan gave her a sad smile before waving goodbye and going outside. For some reason, talking to her made him miss Elena even more.
"What did you do to that poor guy?" She asked Klaus once she heard the front door shut closed.
"Nothing." He replied. "At least, not yet."
"Where are you off to now?" Hayley said, not hiding her annoyance or anger.
"I'm not quite sure yet." Klaus said with a smirk as his forearm leaned on the granite counter. Then her appearance caught him off guard again. The thought of undaggering Elijah flashed across his mind. But he quickly ignored it before he could linger on the idea a second longer. "I'm not abandoning you, Hayley."
"I know." She sighed. Then her eyes drifted out of the present and she was remembering the past. Then she flickered back to reality. "Be careful, okay?"
"There's no need to worry, sweetheart." He smiled.
"You're going to have to worry if you call me 'sweetheart' or 'love' one more fucking time." Hayley hissed.
"Language!" Klaus called out jokingly.
"Oh, spare me." Hayley laughed as she stood up and gave him a hug. Her smile and laughter slowly faded as she held on tightly to him.
Klaus broke away before he completely changed his mind about leaving his one and only true friend again. "Goodbye, Hayley." He whispered before quickly leaving the house.
Klaus was a few steps away from his car, which Stefan was leaning against, when he stopped walking. "I know you're here. Come out, come out wherever you are." He said darkly. Luke carefully walked from the shadows of the side of the house. His arms were crossed as he glared at the hybrid. He may be compelled by him, but that didn't stop his hatred for the original.
Klaus rushed over at vampire speed and tackled him against the wall. Stefan was at the hybrids side, but had no intention of stopping him. "You were supposed to watch over her." Klaus growled as his grip tightened around his throat.
"I did!" Luke gasped, losing oxygen every second.
"Then why did I find her in such a condition? Did you not notice how bad she got?" Klaus finally let him go. Luke took in gulps of hair as his face slowly regained its normal color. Stefan looked anxious at the scene in front of him.
"She was going to leave town." Luke coughed. His comment caught Klaus' attention. "When I came back, I found her packing the car. She was going to leave town without saying a word to anyone. I stopped her." Luke glared at the hybrid. "I just thought I'd point out that I'm not completely useless." He muttered to Klaus with an attitude.
Klaus slowly took a few steps closer. "And did she say why?" He whispered frighteningly to the werewolf.
"You think she actually told me? All she said was that she was done with this town and that there was nothing left for her here." Luke explained.
Klaus thought about it for a moment, his eyes glancing toward the house as if he could see Hayley through the walls. Then he bit into his wrist and shoved his dripping blood forcibly into Luke's mouth a moment before snapping his neck.
Stefan uncrossed his arms, looking slightly alarmed. "Klaus, we already know that it won't work."
"I'm not an imbecile, Stefan. I'd rather watch the bloody mutt die from a failed transition than from me ripping out his heart. Put him in the car before anyone sees." Klaus growled.
-Okay so someone said they pictured Hayley as Daphne from Switched at Birth. NO. No, no no-no-no. LOL. Just no.
-What were your thoughts on the Hayley/Stefan interaction
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