The Original Ripper

Chapter 6: "You chose the fight over the love of your life"

Once Layla made it into Mystic Falls she drove to the Mikaelson manner climbing out of her expensive car she slammed her door shut and stormed into the house. When she did she threw her bags to the ground and ran up to where the alcohol was and she dropped the glass as soon as she saw Klaus. Her eyes widened as his eyes met hers. Klaus seemed to have visibly paused as well looking at Layla. He'd forgotten to tell Kol and Layla that he was alive. Layla never answered her phone and Klaus found his feet running towards Layla wrapping his arms around her waist pulling her close to him. Layla's arms wrapped around him nuzzling her head into the nook of his neck clutching onto him. Once the two siblings let go Layla's face hardened as she landed a punch on his cheek. Klaus looked at her shocked as she kicked him in the groin and then shoved him to the ground. Looking down at him she ran her hands through her hair.

"You are such a dick Nik." Layla spat turning away from him carrying her belongings up to her bedroom. She played with the pack of cigarettes she'd bought. She hadn't lit one of them. It'd seem so stupid. Lighting something that was designed to kill, Klaus was alive. So where did she go from here? Klaus walked into her room sitting beside her with a sigh.

"I didn't mean to make everyone think I was dead. It just seemed easier at the time. I'm sorry." Klaus apologised sighing. "It wasn't exactly like I had a choice with the annoyance that is Tyler Lockwood." Klaus sighed again.

"Hm if you ever die again I'll be going on a massacre just so you know not even Kol would be able to stop me." Layla laughed out getting up and walking out for her dinner. The next night Layla pulled up to Rebekah's new house and saw the teenagers and when she walked into it she ran into Stefan who looked at her as if he were trying to place her.

"Layla right?" Stefan asked with a welcoming smile.

"I'm honoured the infamous Stefan Salvatore remembers me." Layla joked walking past him with him.

"What are you doing back in town?" Stefan asked curiously.

"Kol was annoying me; I mean sharing a penthouse with your brother can only last so long before you want to shove a dagger in his heart. Thought I'd see how my least favourite sibling was doing." Layla commented pouring herself some vodka offering some to Stefan. "How have my horror show siblings been?" Layla asked.

"Rebekah killed Elena and now Elena is a vampire, Klaus tried to drain Elena, they've been a nightmare. Elena wants to kill Rebekah." Stefan informed Layla with a tired sigh.

"Hm the ignorance and arrogance of a baby vampire; look a secret between rippers, I didn't kill you with Fin because Fin was a bit of an ass, I didn't kill you with Nik because I found him alive, but if any of you do kill my siblings, I will make sure someone Elena loves will die. You know how it is, love the hunt, revel in the kill but at the end of the day it's not enough." Layla kindly threatened with a smile pushing past him and finishing off her vodka. When Layla walked up to Rebekah she hugged her with a small smile. "How you doing darling? You look sick." Layla muttered walking to the vodka and pouring a glass again.

"I don't know I feel sick I think I'll just go down for a rest." Rebekah informed her walking away. Once Layla had enough of the party she walked back to her car and back to the house. When she got home she saw Klaus chaining up a black man. Walking up to him arms crossed Layla raised an eyebrow.

"Kinky who's this?" Layla asked.

"One of the five." Klaus answered causing Layla's face to drop.

"No way we got rid of them." Layla called out shocked.

"Apparently not I know you've been in a box but there hasn't been a sign of them since we last saw them." Klaus informed her disturbed.

"I'll dig up some old books. I'm sure I wrote some things on the five, they were quite durable lovers." Layla teased turning away and walking up to her bedroom. The next day she walked downstairs to see Klaus talking to his new friend who was chained up.