Devoted | KLAUS MIKAELSON

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"Where are you going?" I ask Elena. She turns around, bags in her hands.

"I'm just gonna head over to Bonnie's. Keep an eye on Jer, okay?" She gives a small smile. I just nod my head and she leaves.

I sigh, might as well go to sleep. What a few hectic night it's been. I turn all downstairs lights off before walking up to my room.

I close my door heavily, taking my jersey off before jumping into my bed. I quickly pull the covers over me, already feeling the warmth it radiates.

The moment my head hit the pillow, a sharp pain etched through my head, my vision turning red.

A hitched breath escapes my lungs. There I was, standing in the woods. I looked around to find a boy - maybe a teenager, sitting on a log.

He was wearing different clothes, really old clothes. He definitely wasn't from this time period.

His hair hung to his shoulders, the golden color nearly blinding me. He had a cut on his face, and was covered in dirt.

He was rocking himself back and forth, shaking.

"Hey." I softly call out to him.

His head snaps up at me. It's weird. His face was still mostly blurry, but I could make out the cut on his face since it was bleeding.

I kneeled down to him, trying to focus on his face but nothing worked.

"I've seen you before. In my dreams." He whispered the last part.

His arm slowly reaches up to me, almost hesitantly. As if I'd disappear at the slightest touch.

I hum. "Who are you?" I asked, nonchalantly.

He doesn't say anything, everything around me beginning to fade into nothing.

I sat up abruptly. My eyes scan my room vividly.

A deep sigh escapes my throat, a hand running through my hair.

I'm back to reality once again.

***

It's been around two weeks since what happened at the tomb. For the most part, it's been pretty chill in Mystic Falls. Something it hadn't been like for a while. Everyone's just kinda going their own way.

A tragedy has also struck, however. Grams passed away the same night after doing the spell in the tomb. Bonnie told us that the spell had taken a toll on her, leading her to pass away in her sleep.

Elena and I both cried that night. But we made sure to give Bonnie the most comfort she needed. I held her hand at the funeral.

Gram's death was too much for Bonnie, so she's left town for the time being.

Me, however, have also had my fair share of errands to complete. Sheila had warned me not to tell anyone about my newfound abilities. Which I have very much so kept a secret. I wanted to find out more.

I needed to know exactly what was happening to me.

Elena also told me she had found a lead in finding our birth parents. She got the lead from Jenna.

I don't know why she's so on-set about trying to find our birth parents. Since I came back, she's always been so curious about our origins. She wants to find out about our birth parents.

But what if I don't want to find them? I mean, it'd be great if we found our birth parents, but I've already been so lonely for a long time, I just don't really care anymore.