Allure of Darkness ↠ Klaus Mikaelson [3]

CHAPTER FIVE

"My life is a horror movie and I am the villain."

I turned around from where I was making coffee to only gasp and drop the mug. There stood Connor his neck his a slightly weird angle. "You know... It makes sense. Guilty conscience."

I shook my head, "You're not here." I closed my eyes tightly. "I've got to be dreaming."

He smirked, "Then how do you know that I'm not here?"

"Because you're... Because you're dead." I blurted out, my heart thumping against my chest as everything rushed to me again.

He nodded his head, backing me up against the counter. "Yes. I am. Was that the first time that you've taken a human life?"

I stuttered, the palm of my hands was beginning to sweat. "You're a ghost. You got to be a fucking ghost." I muttered. "Are you gonna be like, the Casper to my Kat?" I then winced at my own question. "That's... that's what's happening right now."

"Jeremy!" I shouted, feeling like I was suffocating. "You're a ghost. You're nting me. You're a ghost. You're haunting me."

"Can a ghost do this?" He reached out his hand and started strangling me, his arms pressed up against my neck, my neck flush up against his chest. I reached back and punched him with my elbow, twirled around, and pushed him on the table. He quickly got up and came towards me. Panicking, I grabbed a knife that was laying on the counter and stabbed him in the neck. As I pulled out the knife, only then did I realize that it was Jeremy.

"Oh my god!" I screeched, catching his falling body as Elena came in the room, her face transforming between human and vampire before she gained control, and ran towards us. "Oh! Jer! Jer!" The air around my thinned and I could feel myself become light headed. I fell back onto my ass, ny hands slipping on the blood that wad oozing out of Jeremy's neck.

I screamed loudly, backing up until my back was pressed up against the counter. "Spencer? Spence? What happened?" I could faintly hear Elena's panicked voice before I stood up and ran up the stairs.

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"Spencer!" I jolted from my spot where I was staring down at myself in my long mirror. I was only in a towel seeing as I had just took a traumatizing shower. I sat 'traumatizing' because there was blood coming out of the shower head but yet, the water was regular water. "Love!" I jolted again, realizing that it was Nik's voice.

I turned around to only come face to face with Connor again. This time, he was bleeding. He grazed his finger over the cut and offered me his finger. "Would you like some? You seemed hungry for blood when you attacked me."