(your pov)
here i stand, in front of the guy that kidnapped klaus. i just have to shoot him.
even though it goes against my morals.
"if you leave now, i'll-"
bang.
oh, shit.
~~~
i wake up a few minutes later, but everything is in third person. my dead body lies on the floor, and diego walks into the smelly hotel room.
"y/n, please don't do this to me," he cries next to my body.
"diego, why are you putting your fingerprints all over the place? you're so stupid," i groan.
"diego?"
"earth to diego," i say, snapping my fingers in his face.
"wait a minute..."
~~~
i decide to follow him around, because maybe i can get klaus to tell him that i'm sorry.
he's sleeping at the academy, along with most of the others, including klaus.
i leave his room, and start towards klaus'.
it feels weird, being dead. i can't talk to anyone, except for klaus, of course. i can't feel things, can't hold them in my hands. all of the things i can't do almost make me cry, but then i reach klaus' door.
i go to knock, but then i remember.
maybe not going into the light was a bad idea.
"klaus!" i shout, knowing he's the only one that can hear me.
he opens the door, rubbing his ears. "christ, y/n, you'll wake everyone."
"no, i won't."
"what do you mean? wait, are you.... dead?"
"bingo," i chuckle tearfully.
"oh, y/n. i'm so sorry. that can be a troublesome experience."
"thank you. um, i wanted to ask you for a favor."
"oh, anything."
"can- can you get a message to diego for me?"
~~~
"diego, how ya doing? i heard about y/n. i'm so sorry," klaus says.
"thanks. wait, how- how do you-?" diego asks confusedly.
"well, i can see ghosts, can't i?"
"oh. yeah, i guess you can."
i sit next to him. "diego, i'm so sorry. i should've waited for you."
"they want you to know that they're sorry, and that they regret not waiting for you."
"i- i love you."
"ugh," klaus groans. "okay, they're being really sappy and i can't say this shit for them anymore, so i'm gonna try something."
he closed his eyes and clenched his fists, and i turned blue.
"what the-"
"it's like astral projection or something, dad explained it to me years ago but i don't remember any of it."
i inhaled sharply, and i tried to touch diego's cheek.
it worked.
i hugged him immediately, and he did the same.
"i- i'm sorry i couldn't get there sooner, y/n," he apologizes.
"hey. look at me, diego."
he looks up at me, a single tear rolling down his cheek. i wipe it away.
"this is not your fault, okay?"
he nods softly.
"i love you, okay? and i want you to move on. of course, you won't immediately, that's to be expected. but i want you to fall in love again, okay?"
"o- okay," he sighs, and i kiss him one more time, before nodding to klaus.
i fade back to my normal skin color, and get off the couch. as i sit next to klaus he looks to me and says "you know, that was a one time thing. i'm not gonna let you fulfill your sexual fantasies from the grave and shit."
"i know, klaus."
