Bloom • Mikaelson

XI. Klaus

Ivonna Petrovich

I KNOW MY ATTEMPT AT KILLING NIKLAUS was a low blow, but in all honesty Nadia's life would truly be better without him. If he said the words she would turn off her humanity and run away with him. However, then we both risk the chance of losing her. I needed Nadia as much as she needed me. Turning off your humanity was basically saying goodbye to everyone you ever loved. All those emotions go with them. I run a brush through my hair, trying to straighten out the curls. Nadia steps into the bathroom and looks at me through the mirror.

"I have something to do, it might take me a couple days." Nadia says.

I only nod her a response and she goes on her way. Nadia being out the house makes what I'm trying to do so much easier. Once I hear the front door shut, I allow my hair to cascade down my back, just like Nadia wears her hair when it's not tied in a pony tail. I slide in the silver contacts and if I didn't know any better I'd swear I'm staring at my sister's reflection and not my own. I mean, we are identical twins — I always see my sister in my own reflection.

Last night when I slipped myself inside Niklaus' conscious to kill him, I found out he planned on returning to his own body today. Nadia also happened to remove any memory of the fact that we're witches. Nadia never found the time to tell Niklaus such a huge secret. It's hard to answer the question that comes with. I whisper the words that alters the protection spell and make it as it once was — where only one from the Petrovich bloodline can enter. Good thing Nadi and I are the only two left. I grab my car keys and make my way over to Alaric's apartment. I make myself invisible to the world and slip myself inside the apartment. Perching on a desk, I sit with my back to Niklaus and the witch. My hair cascading down my back, hides my sun and moon tattoo inked on my skin.

I fold on leg over the other and smirk to myself, waiting for Niklaus to turn around. I get the exact reaction I was wanting when he does. I can only imagine it is the exact same one he gave Nadia when he was in Alaric's body. I thank my mother for having identical twins.

"Nadia," Niklaus stares.

"It's been awhile, Nik." It's astounding how much us twins are alike.

"It has, I haven't seen you since you and your sister disappeared from New Orleans back in 1730."

I shrug, it's not like they stayed forever. Marcellus is dead and the city they built is gone. No point in reminiscing. Plus, he just saw Nadia at that decades dance. I guess it's different when he's actually in his own body.

"We ended up on bad terms, as always." I frown, looking away.

Gotta lay on the pain just right.

"Can we not bring that up, Nadia?" Niklaus asks.

"I just came to tell you that I'm happy, Niklaus. I don't need you screwing up this relationship like you do all the others. I'm asking you to drop this ridiculous and selfish game."

The tears in his eyes and frown are just what I was looking for. I leave before he has the chance to respond. I would touch his cheek, send that amount of pain skyrocketing. I can fool Niklaus with looks and my words, however he won't mistake my touch for the touch of the woman he loves. You can't fake a lover's touch.

Nadia Petrovich

I wish not to lie to my sister, but I am the eldest and so it is my job to protect us. Not her. If I choose to love a man that destroys me each time he gets afraid, so be it, it is my choice. Ivonna has never loved a man, quite like I have loved Niklaus. Her flings with Elijah and Stefan — or even Ethan, could never compare to what I have with Nik. Ivonna could never understand that, so when she tried to kill him last night, I had to get away. I ran to Rome, a place where I didn't have to hide my accent or who I was. I was free to do whatever the hell I wanted.