Living with my brothers Damon and Stefan Salvatore.

Klaus' vist.

 I woke up to a knock at the door. I jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs. Lucky for me I beat Damon at the door. But as soon as I opened it, I regreted it.

"Did you miss me?" said the familiar voice of Klaus, an original.

"Yes so much that I almost cried. Not. Won't you come in? Not. Goodbye." I said I shut the door but he stopped it with his foot.

"Damn." I mumbled under my breath.

"Now that is now way to treat a friend is it." he pouted.

"Well it would be if you were a friend but seeing as that your not, I think it is more than okay." I retorted.

"You don't think that do you?" he asked.

"Go to hell!" I shouted. Apparently we had woke Damon up, thank the Lord! And he ran downstairs.

"What the... Oh, you again. Get out and leave us alone!" he shouted right into Klaus' face.

"Well, I wanted to ask you for something but..." he stopped and was holding me by my neck. "I guess I will just have to get it for my self." he said in a bored tone.

"Never!" I gasped. He was choking me! The stupid vampire from hell, is choking me!

"Let her go!" Damon shouted and was there in a flash pushing me out of the way. Klaus pulled out a stake and when he was just about to put through Damon's chest I pushed him away and it ended up going through my stomach. I sreamed in pain as I looked at the new piece of wood in the middle of my stomach.

"No!!!!!!!" Damon shouted and ran over to me. I fell to the floor holding my stomach. I tried to breath in but it felt like it was going in further. Klaus laughed and ran out the door slamming it shut behind him.

"Nyla! Look at me! Say something please!" he looked like he was on the edge of tears.

"Ow." I said looking up at him. I was going to say more but another peirce of pain came through my stomach.

"That's good enough." he said lifting me up. I winced in pain from the sudden movement.

"I am so sorry. I am so sorry." he kept saying over and over.

"W-why a-are y-you s-sorry?" I choked out between gasps for air.

"I let you get in front of me and didn't stop him when he tried to stake at all." he cried.

"I-it i-is o-okay. I-it w-was m-my c-choice. I d-didn't w-want you h-hurt." I said a little easier. He sat me down on my bed and went back down stairs he came back up with towels, a needle and thread, some alchol, bandages and Stefan.

"What the hell happened?!" he asked staring at the stake.

"Klaus, thats what happened." Damon replied kneeling down by me and grabbing a towel. He wrapped it around the stake and pulled. I screamed in pain as he pulled it out. He grabbed the alchol and another towel. He put some alchol on the towel and pressed it on the wound. I winced as the alchol burned the open wound in my stomach. He lifted the towel up and threw it to the ground he got the needle and thread and handed it to Stefan.

"Your better at it then I am." he said as Stefan took the needle and kneeled down beside me just like Damon had done. He pulled the needle through my skin and as he was doing it it took all my strength not to punch Stefan in the face.

"Get some rest. We will be right here if you need us." he said when he was finished. I laid down and let sleep take over.