Same Old Love • Klaus Mikaelson • (NS Trilogy)

Chapter 10: The Corrupted New Deal

I'm outside and I entered a house. There's whispering. I keep going and finally go downstairs. There are 4 coffins are here. I see one in particular. It's higher than the others. I move towards it and reluctantly open it. Klaus is in it, asleep. He seemed peaceful. He had his mother's necklace in his hands. I reach for it until I heard a noise.

I turned around and all of a sudden I woke up. My breath was hitching and I place my palm on my head. I was burning up.

I get up take a shower, do my hygiene and throw on some clothes. I keep my hair in a bun and apply some chapstick.

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"I think I'm going crazy. I'm totally paranoid all the time." Elena admits. I rolled my eyes. I'm only here for Bonnie. The only reason Elena isn't dead is because of Caroline, Bonnie and Jeremy.

"You have a right to be. Klaus is still out there, and he knows you tried to kill him." Bonnie defends.

"It was a dumbass plan in the first place." I mumbled, sipping my tea.

"Why hasn't he made a move? There's been no sign of him, nothing. Just my slow spiral insanity." She rambled.

"Join the club, Elena. Every freaking time I close my eyes I have that dream on repeat." I hissed. She looked shocked and then she focused on us.

"The same dream?" She questioned. I nodded.

"Yeah. 4 coffins. Klaus is in one of them. It's weird." Bonnie blurts.

"What if it's not just... some dream? What if it's, like, you know, a witch dream?" She said lowly.

"It's just stress. We'll figure it out. What about Stefan?" Bonnie spoke.

"He betrayed us, Bonnie. The Stefan that we know is gone." Elena answered.

"How is Damon handling that?" I questioned her with a sadistic look.

"Damon is... Damon." She stammered. I nodded my head.

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"Jeremy, the minute you get this, call me the fuck back or your ass is grass." I snapped into the phone.

"You're feisty when you're mad." Damon said. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not mad I'm pissed. He's spiraling again and I'm worried." I blurt.

"Why? I think he'll survive, Arielle." Damon commented. I shook my head.

"Like I said he's spiraling. Ever since Bonnie broke up with him, he's moody. He's not really talking to anyone, even me, and he always talks to me." I explained.

"Just a typical teenager." He added.

"Deja vu. Who's seeing ghosts and who has lost everyone that he cares about." I mentioned.

"Not everyone. He still has you and your backstabbing twin." He notes. I rolled my eyes and smiled. Then I noticed by the way his posture and quietness that something's wrong.

"Are you okay?" I asked wearily.

"What makes you think I'm not okay?" Damon deflects. I rolled my eyes.

"I know you and you're day drunk. It's not exactly your most attractive look." I commented. He sauntered close to me and looked down. I crossed my arms.