Ophelia Mikaelson (Poly Mikaelsons)

Chapter 10 - [smut] You've disappointed me Ophelia

Klaus won't stay in the same room as Elijah or Rebekah. Kol won't look at me. I won't speak to Elijah.

My family is falling apart.

Hayley found out about my marriages to them all while she was in the Bayou with Elijah. She owned up to having feelings for Elijah which was obvious but I appreciate her candour.

She was bewildered and confused about how it all works between us but I was too tired to go into it and she seemed to understand that.

I tucked myself away in Klaus' room, feeling too ashamed to go to Kol and frustrated with Beks and Elijah for believing the worst in Klaus about Tyler's unproven theory.

I won't even allow myself to think about Elijah opting to stay in the Bayou with Hayley.

It makes me want to stake myself with white oak.

"Honey are you coming to bed?" I ask Klaus wearily while he gets ready in the bathroom.

He appears a second later and joins me, pulling my back close to his chest. We lie there together after our awful days, seeking each other for desperately needed comfort. Breathing in unison, we lay in complete and total silence in the dark, both of us feeling so terrible reflecting on what happened that day.

"Hayley knows about all of us," I say quietly and Klaus freezes understanding the implication.

"What did she say?" He inquires, worried about Hayley's reaction and how I'm doing.

"She was confused at first," I elaborate more. "She only found out because of Elijah's weird retro sex dreams about me while feverish. It took a while for her to put it all together..."

I trail off and try not to think about what she then said. But my husband doesn't make that easy.

"And then what?" He prompts, sensing my hesitation.

"She told me she loves him but apologised," I whisper shakily. "She didn't know, I can't blame her."

Klaus is at a loss for words when I roll over so he presses a soft kiss to my forehead.

"Why did he choose to stay with her?" I ask the question that's been on my mind ever since I found out. "Doesn't he care about my feelings?"

"I don't know what he was thinking," Klaus responds clenching his jaw so tightly his teeth hurt.

"It doesn't make sense. He knows I would heal him, no matter that I'm disgraced by his eagerness to believe Tyler's moronic theories."

Klaus trails his hand down my back and I move closer to him, his familiar smell and body alleviating some of my unease and despair. I know he feels the same with me, he needs me here just as much as I need to be here.

"Are you okay?" I ask my husband, keenly aware he was quite literally about to stake his brother before I stopped him.

I feel a little silly complaining about Elijah when Klaus is lying next to me, truly struggling with the weight of his brother's betrayal. My hurting heart is nothing in comparison.

When Klaus doesn't respond to me, I get a little worried.

"Husband?" I ask shyly, half expecting him to blow up and start yelling about Rebekah and Elijah's lack of faith in his intentions for his own child again.

"Fia..." he sighs heavily and I let his hand fall to my waist, caressing the smooth skin above my hip. His gaze is heated and my skin lights on fire at his touch.

I know what we both need but I don't know if I can give myself over to him like that, in the most intimate and vulnerable way, while I'm dealing with the fallout of him getting another woman pregnant.