Golden Eyes

T W E L V E

When I was little, the town was engrossed in my music. I was forced to sing at funerals, play violin for weddings, and even the national anthem at school assemblies.

As much as I loved my music I hated how others had access to it. It's my talent, my escape and it did more harm than good.

Well no, that's not necessarily true. It got me out of Mystic Falls.

Leaving gave me control of who got to see my product. I got to pick who I shared it with. It was a weight being lifted off my chest.

I remember when Nik found me at my old job, singing on stage for the drunk partiers to dance to. He told me he had been looking for a witch that located the moonstone. The club was run by a vampire and was a beacon for all supernatural characters so finding a witch wouldn't have been hard. Thinking back I think he most likely found me because of the prophecy.

Of course, I refused and of course, he threatened me. He knew my siblings, saying he would keep the doppelgänger until he was ready for the sacrifice. My Grams taught me about the Originals and I knew of the true curse. Even still I refused.

That's what drew him in. The more I declined the more he showed up to my job. He watched me sing while learning more about my life from my songs.

And that's how my friendship blossomed.

We became drinking buddies though at the time I thought he was only getting close for my magic. He explained how my magic was different and even supplied me with the books I needed.

Most importantly he was there for me. Being alone in New York with no family did grow quite lonely. We drew comfort from one another. He never admitted it but I knew he enjoyed my company.

And now he's dead.

My phone blew up for hours after I left Elena and Matt on the bridge. I could feel something poking at my brain but I blocked all magic.

I ended up back at the familiar club at his spot. The band played one of my old songs taking me back to three years ago.

I wanted to cry. Actually no I wanted to kill something.

I wanted my best friend back.

I looked around at the vampires dancing. They all seemed fine. There was no way none of these vampires were turned Nik. Something was off. I could feel it in my soul. My inner enchanter agreed as I scanned the room. There was magic at play.

The energy shifted and I could feel a tug pulling me to the entrances. I stayed planted in my seat. Normally that happened when I came in contact with a Mikaelson.

"Kol I don't want to be bothered right now," I groaned as I downed another shot.

"Come on love. I'm far more handsome than Kol," I heard making me drop the glass on the floor. I stayed still knowing I was hearing things. "Turn around Little Witch."

My heart fell in my ass. I'm not surprised he had a plan but to not tell me. To let me think he died.

"I thought I killed you, Klaus," I said calmly, "I murdered an entire town because I killed my best friend."

"My apologies for the lack of communication I was otherwise occupied having my heart stopped."

I whipped around nearly breaking the stool, "It's been days!"

"I was in Tyler Lockwood's body," he replied. He tried to touch my shoulder but I shrugged him off.

"You still could have said something!" I exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, Little Witch," he said softly. I could feel the sincerity in his heart.

"I almost turned it off because of the guilt," I uttered as my eyes watered.