i'm not me || tvd [1]

•i'm not awake•

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"This doesn't make any sense. Why don't I remember you? And why do I have this images of me and a black haired woman dancing in inside this very bar that I couldn't even shake off." Stefan said, still holding the photo of him and Klaus as he desperately tried to remember the black haired girl he was dancing with and completely missed the jealous look on the hybrid's face.

The two old friends, Stefan Salvatore and Niklaus Mikaelson walked in a warehouse, where the Original Hybrid hid the coffins of his family, in which includes the coffin of a certain powerful Immortal.

"You said it yourself that time had a lot of dark holes." Klaus said.

"No, if you knew me, then why haven't you said anything?" Stefan asked him in disbelief.

"I'm a little busy right now. Memory Lane will have to wait." Klaus said, annoyed.

Another vision clouded Stefan's sight. It was with the black haired woman again, they were smiling and laughing. The face of the woman was still blurry but Stefan could tell that they were having so much fun. He vigorously shook his head and blinked a few times as Klaus turned to him, already knowing what's going on with the green eyed Salvatore.

"What the hell is going on? Answer me."

Klaus rolled his eyes. "Let's just say we didn't get off to a brilliant start. To be honest, I hated you." he said with a smirk on his face and turned to walk away from the confused vampire. "Very much!"

The Original Hybrid walked towards the room with a number of coffins, which contained his family, the Original vampires and a certain Immortal. He walked over to one and opened it. He smiled at his younger sister, Rebekah Mikaelson, who was lying dead in it with a dagger stabbed in her chest. He gently touched her desiccating face.

Stefan stood beside him and stared at the blonde woman. "I don't recognize her."

"Yeah, you don't. You and Rebekah weren't the greatest friends back then. You both just got along because of a certain someone. " Klaus said knowingly and smiled softly at the thought of Imogen.

Stefan tried to ignore the longing feeling in his chest but it was overwhelming. He watched as Klaus pulled the dagger out of Rebekah's chest.

"Time to wake up, little sister."

Time passed and Rebekah Mikaelson didn't move nor opened her eyes right away, which annoyed Klaus.

"Any day now, Rebekah." Klaus muttered and glanced at Stefan. "She's being dramatic."

Stefan furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before shrugging. His eyes lingered to the coffin beside Rebekah's. Klaus noticed and smirked, looking at what the Salvatore vampire was looking at.