Allure of Darkness ↠ Klaus Mikaelson [3]

CHAPTER ONE

"It's scary what a smile can hide."

I groaned, rolling over in my bed. My hair flung over, covering my face. I huffed out, blowing my brown hair out of my face. My hand flew up and pushed my hair back behind my head. My arms fell down on either side of me as I blankly stared up at the ceiling. The plain white ceiling. It was blank... just like me

"Spencer!" I didn't even blink as I heard Elena's voice.

Yes, you heard that right. I'm back living with Elena and Jeremy. After what happened with the Nogitsune, I realized that family should be my main priority. Ever since Klaus came into town, my morals have been twisted beyond believe. And thanks to that, my life had been turned upside down and twisted.

But even though I knew me going against my family was Klaus's fault, I couldn't help but to not blame him. He made me happy, he made me go back to the person I was before losing Hanna. I know that I've done bad things in his name, but I couldn't help but be proud of myself. I've become stronger, someone people can't mess with. And I thank Klaus for that.

"Spencer!?" Elena bursted into my room, bringing my door off it's hendges, making me jump up in surprise. I totally forgot she was a vampire now. "Are you okay? Your heartbeat was really slow and I thought--"

"Who about my fucking heartbeat!?" I shouted, flailing my arms around, not caring that I was wearing cotton short shorts and a tank top. "You broke my door, Elena!" I pointed to the cracked door, throwing a hand through my sweaty hair. "What got your knickers in a twist, anyway? You were yelling and pacing the moment you got back from the woods with Stefan."

"Pastor Young and most of the council was blown up." I abruptly turned away from my broken door and to her sad face. "Even though he kidnapped me, Stefan, and Rebekah, I still don't think he deserves death."

"Rebekah?" I mumbled to myself, feeling the heartbreak all over again. "Have you gotten any word from her?" I asked Elena hopefully. Even though she didn't like my friendship with the Mikaelson's, she realized that she couldn't stop me from doing what I wanted. That's one of the major reasons I decided to let her back into my life.

"No, I have not." She frowned before pulling me into her arms, petting my hair. I sucked in a breath, ready for her to bite into me at any given moment, but she didn't. Huh. I guess I underestimated her. She had better control than I thought she would.

"Are we going to the funeral or..." I trailed off, pulling away from her, remembering what she had told me. At her nod and the face she made, I groaned, "do I have to dress up? I really don't want to..."

She pointed her finger at me, amused, "You're going in a dress whether you like it or not."

It was silent for a few seconds before we both started chuckling. "Yup." I slapped her on the shoulder. "I'm going in jeans and one of Klaus' shirts."