The Original Ripper

Chapter 49:"I was suffocated with beige and Freya"

The next day the family was all on the porch. Layla had taken to sitting on the railings resting her arm on her knee which was perched up. Kol stormed forward annoyed. "Okay what's the hold up? We're in mortal danger why are we not on a private jet to San trope?" Kol demanded to know. Kol then snatched the newspaper from Elijah. "You can catch up on the last five years later, I assure you, you haven't missed much." Kol stated folding up the paper. Elijah sat there for a moment trying to process while his hands were still up as if he were holding the newspaper.

"Circumstances have changed we will leave here soon enough." Elijah commented fixing his sitting position.

"We have a niece to consider." Rebekah stated.

"Kol has a point; we need to put an ocean between us and Marcel Gerard as soon as possible." Freya sighed getting up from her chair.

"We're not going anywhere today, I want one day of peace with my daughter before we uproot her." Klaus commented looking over to Freya.

"Every day is a risk." Freya tried.

"One day? We're in the middle of nowhere, the house is cloaked, we weren't followed AND I'M NOT ASKING!" Klaus yelled angrily to Freya making Layla roll her eyes.

"OF course, you never do." Layla spat as Hayley and Hope walked out of the house.

"Everybody look who is awake." Hayley ushered Hope outside as everyone excluding Layla looked at Hope stunned.

"Hello" Hope meekly greeted them. Klaus walked forward with a kind expression.

"Hello" Klaus greeted her.

"Mum can I go play in the garden?" Hope asked looking up at Hayley.

"Yeah sure," Hayley agreed as Hope ran off to the garden. Sighing Layla walked off to her bedroom looking out she was pouring herself a glass of wine when Kol walked into her room. Looking up at him with her blue eyes Kol gave her a small smile however she didn't smile back. He sat across from her pouring himself a glass of wine.

"What have you been doing the last 5 years?" Kol inquired taking a sip. Layla just shrugged.

"I've been trying to help Hayley cure you" Layla informed him tiredly excluding the fact she'd helped destroy hell and in the process discovered a few things. Leaning back she sighed taking a sip of her wine. Kol looked over Layla's appearance with a tight frown. Even in this body she looked slightly gaunt, as if she hadn't eaten for days, the bags under her eyes were purple, almost like a bruise and her hair was oily and unkempt. In short she looked an unhealthy mess.

"You don't look well." Kol pointed out.

"I know." Layla sighed taking another drink. "I've had some difficulties over the few years, healthy in every way."

"Before I was bitten, you told me I was dead to you. Is that still the case?" Kol asked softly and Layla looked away bitterly.

"You'd think after 5 years I'd let bygones be bygones but forgiveness is not in my blood." Layla confessed reaching out to hold his hand.

"I know how that goes. I'm going to San Tropez," Kol informed her.

"Awful place to go, not really my thing. I like Athens. Maybe we'll meet there one day and sip martini's on the beach and reminisce and laugh about the time I hated you. But for now, I need to grow without my family." Layla informed him holding his hand and he nodded reaching over pulling her into a hug.

"That's what I plan on doing to." Kol lightly laughed. "You know, I spent 5 years in that damn dream world, I was suffocated with beige and Freya. I have my grievances with Freya but I couldn't help but miss you."

"I guess Fin was right, eternity is a burden no one should have to bare." Layla sighed with a sad smile.

"For once" Kol joked. "Why do you want to stay here?" Kol demanded to know. Layla looked at him confused as her lips parted.

"As a banshee I can sense things no one else can. There is a horizon of darkness coming and it'll consume everyone in its wake. I don't know why but I need to figure out why I'm drawn to it." Layla confessed running her hand over her glass taking a sip of her wine.