The originals

Chapter one: Hayley

My teenage daughter was driving me crazy, rambling about how I never let her do anything fun. She was on a quest to be as rebellious as possible to the point where we argued all the time. I see similarities in my relationship with Klaus and her.
Speaking of Klaus, he was completely radio silent. It drove me crazy wondering where he was. Mass murder as been occurring in all different states and I knew he was the cause, I tried to keep Hope from any news.
"Mum, it wasn't my fault okay. You keep pretending like I try to be as destructive as possible. I'm not, I'm sorry," Hope apologised making me feel guilty instantly.
I hugged her, "Hope, I know you miss your dad but doing magic like that... it's not allowed in the school. You know that Hope."
She rolled her eyes, "Yeah, Alaric made that pretty clear a bunch of times but Mum I'm a witch. It's part of who I am and magic like that, it's alluring. Maybe I'm just drawn to the dark side," she shrugged.
She must get that from me, I thought.
"Believe me Hope, you're not. You just want to see your dad but doing magic like this isn't going to bring him back," I cupped her face with my hand, "He is trying to protect you Hope."
Tears welled in her eyes, "I know," she sighed.
She hasn't seen Klaus in a year, he left to help his siblings with a treat- the hollow in New Orleans. The witch attached to Klaus and would to Hope if he came near her. I know the dark magic is driving him crazy, trying to get him to come home.
I know that he suffers to control himself and I know that for the first time in my life, I feel an unbearable sadness.
I missed him so much. Klaus and I moved to mystic falls five years ago so that Hope could go to a school that enhanced her gifts. His siblings remained in New Orleans. Elijah and Klaus don't seem to talk as much, I know I got between them.
Anyway, overall, a lot has changed but it was a good different until now.
Now, I spend most of my days trying to track down witches to help me free Klaus and leave my fifteen year old daughter to be raised by her teachers. I leave my fifteen year old, tribrid daughter in the hands of Alaric Saltzman.