Chapter 7

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Alex's P.O.V

I woke up on the couch, changed my clothes (Outfit above ^^^) in the bathroom, and put in my earbuds

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I woke up on the couch, changed my clothes (Outfit above ^^^) in the bathroom, and put in my earbuds. I grabbed the stereo's remote and turned on the Jazz station. Preservation Hall Jazz band started to play, what should have made me comfortable and safe didn't, all it did was make me miss New Orleans. As I made my way to the kitchen, I saw Katherine asleep in the chair that sat in the corner of the room. I opened up the cabinet and found some pancake mix in there. Guess this is what I'm having, why couldn't Alaric keep anything useful in here besides alcohol.

I was dancing in place while cooking when I felt arms wrap around my waist and pull one earbud out of my ear. "Morning Love." I heard Klaus whispered in my ear. I pushed his arms away from me and moved to grab a plate. I placed the pancakes on it and turned around to see Klaus was still standing behind me.

"Can I help you?" I snapped at him, and he turned around when we heard the door open. Greta walked in and over to the moonstone on the kitchen island. She picked it up and then Klaus took it from her as I moved to the other side of the island to sit down and eat.

I noticed Katherine had woken up and moved to sit up in a chair. I looked at the clock and saw it was 12 pm when I heard my phone's ringtone. I followed the noise until I found a desk in the next room. I speeded over to it and opened the top drawer to find my phone.

"Aha!" I said and walked back to the living room. Klaus saw I had my phone and he rolled his eyes with a groan. "Thought you could hide this from me forever!" I yelled and then I saw Damon was calling. "Hello, brother of mine." I smiled at Klaus, and he seemed pissed off, but I didn't care what he felt.

"So, you know how Elena didn't want to be a vampire?" Damon said, and then the happy train stopped.

"You didn't."

"Oh, but I did," Damon said.

"Damon!" I yelled at him through the phone.

"Yeah, I know, I know," Damon said, and I just took a deep breath trying to calm myself.

"Where are you, and are you alone?" I asked Damon.

"The Grill and no, I'm with Alaric," Damon said, and I looked over at Klaus.

"Bye Damon," I said and hung up. I speeded over to the door only to have Klaus pin me to the wall. I looked down while he was looking at me to see a wooden side table next to us.

"And where do you think you're going?" He asked me.

"Out," I answered and slammed my hand down with enough force to break the table.

I pushed Klaus off me with all the strength I had in me, grabbed a piece of wood as quick as I could, then stabbed him in the stomach; because no matter how old you are a stake to the stomach is enough to stun, if not incapacitate, any vampire. Greta did that horrible witch headache inducer thing on me, and so I had to take her out before I could ditch. I was on her in an instance. Another piece of wood was in my hand, and I hit her head with the table leg, which stopped the spell thankfully, but it gave time to Katherine who then sped over, not by choice, and I rolled my eyes. Her heart wasn't in it, though. I went to the door, which is when she reached out to snap my neck, but I grabbed her arm, twisted it back, and snapped her neck instead. I then ran out the door without a second thought.

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