Playing House with the Enemy

Escape Attempt

Crap. I turned slowly to look at the man I once trusted with my life. He was dressed in his usual black suit but I noticed the top two buttons had been undone and his usual tie was nowhere to be seen. He looked me up and down almost like a predator stares at their prey and I suddenly became very aware that I was only wearing shorts and a tank top. I shivered and in this moment I was more scared than I ever had been since the day we first met in the abandoned house Rose had kept me in.

"Elena," he snapped me out of my thoughts. He was looking at me with an annoyed expression on his face and he had his arms crossed across his chest. "Where-Do-You-Think-You-Are-Going?" He gritted through his teeth. As if I didn't hear him before.

I instantly became defensive and copied his pose. "Home. Where I'm supposed to be." I turned back towards the steps and began to descend down the staircase. But before my foot could even touch the first step I felt a cold breeze go by me and Elijah stood in front of me. "That isn't a good idea Elena," he dragged the second E on as he always did when he spoke my name. "Niklaus needs you and you know what he'll do if he doesn't get what he wants."

Suddenly another voice spoke from behind me. It was one I didn't recognise. It held the same accent all the siblings did and it was male. "Right you are brother. We have all witnessed at least one of Niks little temper tantrums."

I turned to see a boy who looked not a day older than 18. He looked like a younger version of Elijah except he had a conniving glint in his eye and a flirtatious smirk upon his sharp face. He must be the younger brother. He noticed me staring at him and began to walk over. I stepped back and fell against Elijah. I was trapped. "I'm Kol Mikaelson," he grabbed my hand in a gentle grip and brought it to his mouth and to my surprise he kissed it. I flinched and attempted to pull it from if grasp but he held on to it like a vice. "And you'll do well to learn not to test me, doppelganger." He squeezed my hand one last time, satisfied when he heard a slight whimper of pain.

He then stalked back through the door he must have originally came from. I sighed in relief and remembered I was leaning against Elijah. I quickly pulled away from him and attempted to side step him. He grabbed my forearm, effectively stopping me from escaping. "Let go Elijah," I spoke with all the strength I could muster up and to my surprise he dropped my arm. Just as I thought he was letting me go he grabbed side and forced me to look at him.

"Don't ever tell me what to do. I am not one of your Salvatore brothers and the time for making deals is over." He whispered menacingly into my ear. And I was suddenly aware how close he'd gotten to me. I pulled away as hard as I could. But his grip never faltered. "If you try to escape Elena you won't make it out the door and I won't be able to stop Niklaus from punishing you severely." I pulled away and he let me this time.

I didn't care what he just said. I could at least try. I wasn't just going to give up because I was afraid. I was stronger than that. I continued to stomp down the stairs. I swung the door open and went to step my foot outside. When I was suddenly pulled back and the door was slammed shut.

I looked up to see yellow eyes staring me. Klaus. My cringed internally. His eyes then returned back to their usual cold blue eyes. "Don't do that again." He sounded so angry and I found myself backing away from him. I shook my head. He wouldn't kill me. He NEEDED me.

I found myself feeling confident all of a sudden and I stood. He was still at least a few inches taller than me. I put on the best smirk I had and I was about to retort with some kind of snarky remark. But in that moment I saw complete and utter rage in his eyes and I felt like running. And just as I was about to he grabbed my wrist and I heard the familiar snap and white hot pain flooded my senses.

"You tried to leave. Now you need to be punished."

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