Chapter 22 II Camille

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"Hope?" – I heard someone behind me. As I turned around I could feel blood running through her veins. Not a vampire for sure.

It was dark and I could barely see a thing, but I could feel everything; cold air going through my hair, leafs moving from place to place, water going to its goal so peacefully, breathing from a girl who called my name just a moment ago.

"Who is there?" – I said as I closed my eyes and tried to focus on my hearing. I could hear her approaching, slowly and carefully.

"It's me, Danielle."

I felt a slight sign of relief.

Relief?

I wouldn't put it like that. Now, when I heard her voice, old feeling of suspicion is coming back to me. She is here now; she was also in my last dream and the one before that.

On a bright side, maybe I'm awake, on the other side I could just as well be under a spell. So what is it going to be?

"What's wrong?" – she asked as she stepped few steps towards me.

I wanted to trust her, I really did but we all know what happened last time. Then, an idea came to me; once I was talking to some witch she told me about a spell that can put you in a deep sleep but that is not the worst part, the worst part is that you won't have sense of being awake. Only way you can know that you are awake is a simple spell.

"Yeah, I'm fine." – I lied but it was the only way she will leave me alone.

"What are you doing here?" – she asked in disbelief.

"I could ask you the same thing." – I replied. I knew she wasn't looking for me because I remember that witch said that what feels like days to person under the spell is actually few hours or less.

I would say less by her facial expression. I believe she would be even little concurred if I were to be gone more than 4 hours.

"Fair enough", she said and I couldn't shake the feeling that she was hiding something from me, "I'm going to get back, you do whatever you were going to do before I came here."

I just nodded and she was gone.

I was left in a cold forest once again but now I could perform the spell so I could see if I am awake.

I closed my eyes and started saying the words to the spell. Everything started moving; leafs spinning around me in circles, water stopping, branches trying to reap away from the threes, birds flying away.

Not long after that, I was done. It appears that I am awake which thing is good news and the bad news is that someone did this to me and that someone is going to pay.

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I was laying on my bed staring at the ceiling, just thinking about everything. I managed to contain my rage towards the nameless person who did this to me. I wanted to talk to someone who is really going to listen to me and not just listen but also understand.

I decided to go to someone I would never expect to go to.

Klaus's POV

I was just about to go talk to my dearest brother when I heard something. I walked in my living room and looked around when I saw someone that I failed to notice before.

My daughter.

She was sitting there playing with her fingers nervously.

"Hope?" – I asked quite confused as I sat on my on my remarkably beautiful couch.

I didn't say anything for a while until she looked at me with her beautiful, blue eyes.

"Did you ever look for me?"

I was really surprised she asked me that. I was expecting it, but this came with no warning.

"I went through hell looking for my beautiful little girl. I looked everywhere; under every rock, in Europe, Africa... but you were nowhere to be found."

"And you stopped looking..." – she said. Her words cut through me like a knife.

"I never did"

I saw tears running from her cheek. I did never see her cry in the time I was with her.

"I want to believe you, I really do, but..." – she started saying as she talked I could feel that something else is bothering her. I knew because she was acting like me, if I were to be in this situation.

"What is it that really bothers you?"

She just looked up thinking about something. Will she perhaps tell me what really bothers her?

"You know, when you were born I had a lot of enemies, I still do but then you were so little and fragile... At the time I had only one way of getting rid of that enemies; killing them. That did work for me until one night I was out going through sea of painters and paintings. I stopped beside one of them and looked at it. That was the night I met her..."

"Who is she?" – Hope cut me off. I just smiled at her continued my story.

"She told me how that painter was battling his demons, that he wants to control his demons instead of his demons controlling him, that he was angry, dark, lost... She had a gift; reading people. She was a good person and one of a kind. Soon after that I started talking to her, every week and then a bit later every day. I trusted her. She knew what was going on inside my head. I knew she wouldn't use that against me or tell anyone what I told her. She told me that – Light shines in the darkness and the darkness hasn't overcome it- . She told me that there is light inside of me and that I need to be that light for my little girl."

I stopped for a second as I remembered my long lost friend.

"You are your light Hope, no one can take that away from you. So whatever you are going through just remember that and also the fact that you are loved."

Hope smiled as she looked down.

"What was her name?" – she asked me.

"Camille"

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I am so so so sorry for not uploading and for keeping you wait. I hope you can forgive me. There is a video from a last episode of The Originals. I cried, but it's okay now. Anyways I hope you liked it and you know the drill

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