Imagines

Invisible

Imagine being Klaus's daughter and hopes twin

Hope. Hope. Hope. No could ever forget about hope. Something was wrong with you and you knew it. Hope is your twin. Both of you are seven and everyone only cared about hope. Maybe it had to do with the fact that you haven't kicked into your magic yet leaving you basically a human inconvenience or maybe it was something that you thought about often, that you just weren't worthy enough of being a mikealson.
"Y/N we are taking your sister to the carnival at school."
"Can I come?"
"No not tonight. Your still in trouble."
Right. You screamed at hope for ripping up your drawings. They were something you worked on and put detail in. The only thing that let you keep your emotions in check. You plopped on the couch and watched your mother and your father leave with hope in between them. You looked more like your fathers side of the family and you hated it. If anything you'd rather look like neither one of them. You didn't want them to be your parents because you didn't feel like there daughter. Your uncle Kol walked through the door and glanced at you sketching on the couch. You didn't even bother to look up and just drew faster and deeper onto the sketch pad. Kol stood behind you and saw your drawing form on the picture and a part of his heart broke. In the picture it showed you back off around the corner peering in at all the mikealsons playing with your sister. He could just read how you truly felt just from what you drew.
"Y/n darling what are you drawing?"
"N-nothing."
"Are you hungry?"
"Yes, but I know how to get my own food."
You didn't like that Kol seemed to be playing nice with you. It made you feel uneasy like there was a different purpose to it. Kol grabbed your tiny hand and held it in his while leading you into the kitchen.
"What is it you like to drink?"
"When I'm with Marcel I normally drink apple juice but hope doesn't like it so I'll just have water. Thank you."
Uncle Kol placed the drink in front of you and sat across from you.
"So I heard you're in trouble for yelling at hope earlier."
"Is that what this is about?"
"Is what about?"
"You bring nice to me. Is it about me yelling at hope. Then yes I yelled at hope now can I go draw again?"
"That's not why I'm being nice to you. I was only asking."
"She deserved to be yelled at she ripped my drawings. I got angry I tend to have Klaus's temper at times."
"Klaus?"
"Yes klaus. Your brother. The evil hybrid."
"And how do you know he is evil?"
"You tend to see and hear things when no one notices you."
With that you stood up and left Kol staring after you.

Your father came home without hope or Hayley and that meant she was staying over with Elijah. Klaus came into your room that was next to hopes, and watched you draw. Everytime he looked at you. You were drawing.
"You yelled at your sister this morning."
"Yes I did."
"You are not supposed to do that. We are going to have to punish you."
You couldn't help but think that your life was punishment enough but you didn't tell him that.
"You aren't allowed to see Marcel or Davina for a week for yelling at your sister."
"I'd take my punishment quietly but I'm curious if hope is going to get in trouble to?"
"For what your sister didn't do anything. It's silly of you for  trying to put the blame on anyone but you."
"I yelled at her because she ripped up my drawings."
You pulled out the pieces of your drawings that you could save to show proof.
"Hope would never do that."
"Right because she is an angel."
"Do not use that tone with me! You're my daughter and you must respect me y/n!"
"Respect you! You never treat me like a daughter so why should I respect you like your my father? All of you mikealsons minus the exception of Kol act like I don't even exist and the only time I do is when you need me to do something for you or when I do something wrong!"
"Maybe if you weren't so useless then we would pay attention to you! You're weak. I'd rather only have one daughter than two! Life would be so much easier if we didn't have to look out for you! Your sister has brought hope to this family she is what keeps us human. You just cause us trouble. I wish you were never born."
Your breath caught in your throat at the rage in Klaus's voice and the gold in his eyes you were back against the wall and ready for his attack. You've seen him attack his brothers and you knew he could easily do it you. His eyes became blue again and his fangs retracted at the sight of you. You didn't want to be weak. This isn't who you wanted to be. Like it or not you're a mikealson and they are not weak. You felt a rush of power come through you and you wanted to use it but you didn't.  Klaus walked towards you but you flinched away from him.
"As of now klaus you will get your wish. I'm not your daughter you only have one. You only ever had one in the first place."
"Y/N! Wait."

Klaus's P.O.V

I saw how much I hurt her. She was gone before I even had the chance to grab her. When had I become mikeal? When had we all decided she wasn't as good as her sibling. I sat down on her bed and picked up her sketch book. Every drawing I passed were filled with us playing with hope or her sitting somewhere else in the far corner. I stopped on a drawing where all of us stood smiling. Hope,Hayley,and I. But Y/N wasn't in this family portrait. I turned the page and saw why. There my daughter was drawn in a portrait of her own the only time I had seen her smile in one of the drawings. Her, Marcel,and Davina were all sitting on the couch in Marcel's apartment and Kol was standing in the doorway. Tears slipped from my eyes. This is what she had as a family people she wasn't even related to. All because the people she was really barley payed attention to her. She didn't feel loved. Just like I didn't when I was younger.
"Where's Y/n?"
I passed her sketch book over to the mother of my children and watched as she skipped through them.
"Did we really do this to our daughter?"
"She ran Hayley. I scared her I was getting her in trouble for yelling at hope and I ended up saying some awful things."
"We need to go find her. Where would she be?"
"Check marcels."