I Hate That I Love You/Klaus Mikaelson

1. "How are you still alive?"

Hi! My name is Rachel Salvatore and I'm still alive! This is my story:

I was born in 1849 in the Salvatore house, already having two older brothers:
Stefan Salvatore, being the middle sibling and Damon Salvatore, the oldest brother. I wasn't that close to Damon, but Stefan was always my best friend, until... They met her! A beautiful young lady, who made them both blindly fall in love with her. Katherine Pierce.

I couldn't even reconogize my brothers anymore. Damon loved her, and so did Stefan, but her sick games made them become enemies real fast. She decided to play both of them, while still trying to choose one of them.

A few months later, I figured it out that Katherine was not just a beautiful girl who loved playing with my brothers' hearts. I did some research, since I had a bad feeling about her since the very first beginning, and what I found out was unbelievable! Katherine was a monster of the Hell! Of course, at first, I thought it was just a bad joke on me, since vampires only existed in myths, but all the signs that my brothers' were too blindly in love to notice, leaded me to the same conclusion. Katherine Pierce was a vampire.

As soon as that information reached me, I tried to tell my brothers but they didn't listen to me, as expected. They just laughed into my face, telling me that I was too stupid to understand what love looked like. Apparently, so were they.

I don't know how, but Katherine found out that I knew what she truly was, and she was not that happy at all!
She forced me to drink her blood and then everything got black, feeling a sharp pain into my neck for a couple of seconds. I woke up after a few hours, in a cell, not knowing what the actual fuck happened. Katherine told me that if i won't drink human blood I will die, but, to be honest, I was already dead. If i'd drink that blood i'd became a monster of the Hell just like her! But how could I say no to a chance like that? I mean, the whole mankind was fighting to stay alive those days, so choosing to die would be a waste, even if I'd be forced to turn into a creature like Katherine. So, I said "Fuck it" and drank the blood that was supposed to turn me into a vampire for the rest of my life.

I decided that leaving Mystic Falls would be the best option, since I couldn't control my powers so well, especially my appetite, around human beings, for the safety of my brothers and my father

But there was something I noticed way too late. When I got turnred, something went wrong with my turning! Every time I was getting mad, things would start flying in the room, even beings. It was really hard to diiscover what that meant, but when I finally understood what I was, I managed to control my powers. I wasn't just a vampire: I was an heretic.

*In present*

I just came back from Los Angeles. I spent there a few months to have a little breake from supernatural creatures. I decided that this is the perfect moment to go in Mystic Falls and let my brothers know that i wasn't dead in whole this time. I wondered how they'd react seing their "dead" sister after 145 years!
I got in Mystic Falls in a couple of hours and I walked in the house, since the door was unlocked. They never learnt how to lock a fucking door in 145 years?There was a man staying with his back at the entrance of the door. I assumed that he didn't hear me get inside, since he didn't even bother to turn around.

"Damon..." I called him out, being afraid of his reaction. He turned slowly, as if terrified by the voice that seemed too familiar to be a coincidence. The way his gaze met mine made me shiver down my spine. The only thing I could do at that moment was to smile at him, trying to get rid of the embarrassment between us.

"R...Rachel?" Damon said confused and amazed in the same time. Of course he was amazed. I mean, I would be too, if my "dead" sibling would appear at the doorframe of my house, in what seemed as an usual afternoon.

In the next second, I saw Damon literally running to me, and wrapping his hands around my small waist, like he never did before! We've never been that close before, but I really hoped our relationship would change after so many years of being away from each other.

"How are you still alive?" Damon asked me, still holding me into the tight hug, as if he never wanted to let me go again. I could feel the confusion in his voice, when he asked me that question, so I hurried up to answer. We finally pulled away from the hug, as he let me explain it to him.

"I never died, obviously! Well, unless turning into a vampire counts as 'dying'" That was probably not the explanations he expected, but it was still something, wasn't it?

"But...how?" Damon asked

"I have one word for it. A name, actually: Katherine"

"That son of a bitch"

"Not actually. I mean, having to drink blood sucks, Hut at least it keeps me young and beautiful all of the time. Anyways, where is my favorite brother?" I asked grinning like an idiot, trying to change the subject.

"Right in front of you!" Damon answered me sarcastically, returning the same grin.

"I was talking about Stefan" I patted his shoulder, as if he would be disappointed to hear it. I started looking around, in the living room, for Stefan, but there was no sight of him.

"Well our dear brother is kind of busy feeding himself with human blood! In a word: disaster" Damon explained me, while rolling his eyes.

"What do you mean with disaster?" I asked.

"When the kind Stefan drinks human blood he can't control himself so he becomes the Ripper!... And now I realize that you're the only reason why he would turn his humanity back on "

" Me? "

"No, Santa Klaus! Yes, you! Think about it! You were his best friend 145 years ago! You meant so much to him and when he found out that you died in that terible fire he sufferd so much pain! If he'll see you he'll be shoked for enough seconds to turn his humanity back on!" Damon told me some of the plan, as if I already agreed on doing it.

"Wait a second. What fire?" The sentence reappeared in my mind, forgetting everything else he said to me

"Forget about it. It's a story to be told later. Now, we have a brother to save from himself!"

"Ok...what's the rest of the plan? Do you even have it?"

"Not really! We really have to do something with Klaus, and we're actually done" Damon said, seeming sure of himself. Klaus...My head ached at the thought of that name, but I didn't know why. Maybe it was because it seemed so familiar...

"Who's Klaus?" I asked, trying to hide the thing that the name he just said gave me a headache
That name...there was something about it...

"One of the original vampires. He can't die and he can compell the other ordinary vampires! Klaus compelled Stefan to stay with him and help him killing people! Stefan turned his humanity off because he didn't want to hurt inocent people!" Damon explained to me

"Wow...okay, straight to the point. So, where is this...K...Klaus and our brother?" Why the hell did I just stutter saying his name.

"I don't know exactlly but all i know is that they're back in Virginia for a reason!"

"What reason?" I asked

"Do i look like i know everything?" Damon asked sarcastically, pointing to his face.

"No, but don't worry, you never looked like it!" I answered him, trying to tease him. God, how much I loved teasing my siblings. It just would've been better if Stefan would have been here.

"Ouch! That was rude! I see you still have your attitude" Damon said

"And I see you're still you" I said, making Damon roll his eyes.
"I suppose that's a compliment" His words sounded like threat, bit did I give a fuck? Fuck, no!
"Not really"
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After Damon and I finished that stupid agreement, we went to look for Stefan

A/n: Check my friend's  story: EllyMollqku named: Moving Forward. It's an E.M. fanfic