I opened the door to my car and threw my overnight bag into the backseat, before slamming the door and climbing into the driver’s side. It was just too much. Stefan had abandoned me, Bonnie was too sad to look at me and Damon was too busy with Sage and Rebekah to give me a second glance. I would’ve gone to Caroline but she was helping Bonnie’s mom with the change. Everyone that I cared about had turned their backs on me and I couldn’t breathe. I selfishly wished that I hadn’t compelled Jeremy to leave; I needed his comfort and support now more than ever. But I did, and I couldn’t change that, so I did the next best thing.
The lights were off in the large, elegant house, but I knew they weren’t sleeping. I pulled into the driveway and grabbed my bag. I took deep, calming breaths, willing myself to gain some courage and go through with it. It was the brightest idea I had ever had, but in my cloudy, upset mind, it was the only option I had left. I lifted my chin up higher and walked up to the porch with wobbly legs before I could change my mind. The door was slightly larger than average, and had big brass knockers in the shape of a wolf. I snorted quietly at the irony and picked up it up in my hand, only to let it fall back to the door with a thunderous bang.
Minutes ticked by, and I sighed. No one was going to answer. I turned and began to descend the stairs, but on the second step, I heard the lock turn and the door slowly opened. A dark skinned woman in old sweatpants and a t-shirt stood in the doorway. She was extremely beautiful, with hazel eyes and cropped black hair, reaching just to her shoulder. Her face was emotionless, and I instantly recognized her as a hybrid.
“Can I help you?” Her voice was heavy with an accent I couldn’t place, and just as emotionless as her face.
“Y-yes. Yes,” I stammered. This was such a horribly, bad idea – what was I thinking? “May I speak to Klaus?”
She nodded – just a curt bob of her head once – and stalked back into the house. I hesitated before silently following after her. The big door closed on its own and made me jump. It felt as if I were walking into my death; I probably was.
The foyer was large, like those mansions on The Real Housewives. It was stunning, with white marble floors and a golden chandelier hanging from the high ceilings. Two hallways stretched out on either side of me, dimly lit with gold sconces. The stairs were directly in front of me, and wrapped around both sides of the room to the second floor. You could see a few doors in the open hallway, before it disappeared behind the walls. I gaped at the eloquence of it – Klaus definitely had expensive tastes.
The woman led me down the hallway to the left, past small, mahogany tables topped with white orchids and Nordic paintings. Numerous doors lined the walls, each with a different design carved into it. I wanted to run my fingers along every one of them, but at the pace she was going, this hybrid would surely leave me behind - I had to jog to keep up with her. When we finally reached the end of the hall, my breathing was a little labored, but the woman didn’t seem fazed.
She knocked on the doors twice. They were larger than all of the other, and depicted a scene of a large wolf biting off the hand of a man on a horse. I shuddered and followed the hybrid after a muffled, “Come in.”
The black leather couch he was sitting on faced away from the door, to a large, ornate fireplace. A few comfortable-looking chairs surrounded him and the fire. He didn’t turn to look at us; he only sipped his wine and continued to stare into the fire.
“Master,” she began, monotonously. “The Doppelgänger is here to speak with you.”
“Is she?” He asked, as if he were truly surprised. As if you couldn’t smell me.
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We Found Love
FanfictionEveryone turns their back on Elena, and she can't handle it. She turns to the only person she has left: Klaus. But the evil hybrid isn't all that he seems. Will she find love in the one place she thought impossible?