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70. Klaus Mikaelson | Treat Me This Way

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prompt
: you are a friend of klaus', a human friend. despite knowing him for a long time he treats you like an unloyal, untrustworthy, spoilt imbecile, you've only tried to gain his trust and his respect but after all these years you can't help but wonder if you were only there to listen to his problems.

Tonight was the Mikaelson Ball and Damon had asked you out which obviously turned heads including Klaus'

warnings
: swearing

"I don't even know why I was invited, I have to wear a stupid dress for this stupid occasion" I say frustrated with my dress as the door to the Mikaelson Mansion opened up slowly "you live here with them?" Damon whispers in my ear and I nod slowly.

The Mikaelsons and I were staying here for a little while, Klaus had this plan about burning the remaining white oak in Mystic Falls and in order to do that he had to distract everyone, including his mother.

I could feel the anger slowly bubbling up and the sharp, hurtful words reached the tip of my tongue. How I envied Caroline, the fact that in the small amount of time we were here she was able to suade him, to make him love her with just a glance.

It has taken me over a decade for him to even compliment me, to applaude me for being his therapist and for being able to kill a vampire without looking back, oh I envied her with every single thing in me.

"I'm going to get some drinks stay with Elena and Stefan" Damon smiled gently. Damon loved Elena, it was more apparent than Klaus' affection towards Caroline but Damon felt bad for me, I didn't need a pity date... but whatever.

"y/n" Elijah smiled grabbing my hand gently before kissing it "I expected you to not come at all" he says and I nod holding my purse gently against my hip "well this dress that klaus got me is uncomfortable but its red so I had to wear it somewhere" I groan itching the back of my neck.

Elijah and I alway got along, more than Klaus and I anyways. Elijah could tell I was hurt every time I did something for Klaus and he never noticed he could see the smoke flowing out of my ears whilst my face turned red.

No matter what I did, Klaus never seemed to notice or care, he would just nod and walk away. I would stare at him with nothing but hatred at the fact he could treat me like any other servant of his, the way he could watch me bleed before even thinking about healing me.

It didn't matter if I killed for him or if I made dinner for him he would never acknowledge even the simplest of acts, it was just the way he treated me.

Damon hands my a glass of champagne, I look up at the staircase to see the whole Mikaelson family minus Mikael standing around with drinks in their hands. Esther looking down at her sons and daughter as if they were her pride and joy but everyone knew her real reason of attending.

The things I would say to him right now, all the shameful and mean words waiting to be said at the tip of my tongue. But I didn't speak. I held my breath, watching him look to Caroline in a beautiful blue dress but I knew he could hear me muttering words under my breath.

"i wanna choke that smug look off your face niklaus" I muttered watching the smile on his face disappear gave me pleasure, he was waiting for my next words I could tell. He knew I was angry, I could see it on his face.

"continue to look at her you fucking knob head" I mutter rolling my eyes before walking out, Damon had a mission of his own so he remained inside listening to the nauseating speech given by mother dearest.

The champagne slowly went down my throat washing down all the other words I could say as I look up at the stars trying to calm myself. I only felt anger like fire on my skin.

Minutes go by of complete silence, then the clapping... cheering and then the door opens.

"y/n what are you doing out here?" the british voice said "klaus I don't want to talk to you, if the past decade has taught me anything its that I'm always in the shadows never recognised not even by you who was once like me, a human bowing down to an older... if you don't get the metaphor I mean you were nothing compared to Mikael" I spat at him.

"I don't understand why you treat me like some peasant as if I have done something to deserve such cold words or lack of" I say not facing him "I don't know why you treat me this way its been fifteen years and nothings changed from the moment I met you" I turn around looking at him.

He was waiting to see what I would say next, I felt it. He knew I was furious he could tell because I was the same colour as my dress.

"you treat me like a stranger who has taken your family hostage or something, don't you see all the things I do for you Klaus. the cooking, the cleaning, I've gone as far as killing someone just so you could have a town I do all your dirty work just small human a prey of all preys" by this point smoke was bursting out of my ears.

"my hand went into multiple chests ripping out multiple hearts, hearts that could have treated me better than you possibly ever could" I lay down on the grass "I only pray every day that you don't kill me" I breathe out.

At this point I had given up trying, he wouldn't understand anything about this.

"do you think that low of me y/n?" he said calmly looking down at me and I nod my head "if I didn't care about you I would have killed you from the first moment I saw you luv" he smirked sitting down next to me, "if you are blind let me spell it out for you hm?" he smiles looking down to me.

"i fancy you luv"