Bloom • Mikaelson

XXV. Undo what you did

IT SEEMS I HAVE GOTTEN BETTER AT AVOIDING people since I've been doing it for months. It's much easier when Ivonna is too preoccupied with sniffing out the rumors surrounding my amulet and Niklaus doesn't even remember we loved each other. So, neither seems to bother me. Then again, Niklaus could never really leave me alone.

"May I help you with something?" I ask.

Niklaus stares at me for a moment, his eyes dancing around the features of my face. I hold my breath to keep my heart from racing.

"Rebekah keeps talking about memories I don't have, but I'm in them." Niklaus frowns.

I run my tongue along my lips and wait for Nik to say something else. He never does, but I know the question on his mind, he wants to know what the hell is going on. I press my hand against Nik's cheek, forcing a thousand years of memories back into his mind. The last memory I play is the most recent when I took them away in the first place. The look of horror Niklaus gives me is enough to make me rip out my own heart.

"Undo what you did." Nik pleads.

"I can't, it's for the best." I shake my head.

"Undo it!"

Niklaus clutches onto my shoulders and the look on his face pleads with me. He really wants to remember. I grab onto both sides of his face, pressing my lips to his and undo the compulsion. Nik sits back on his heels and stares at me for a moment before pulling me into his arms. I bury my head into his chest and take a deep breath. It felt inconsiderate to tell him about my amulet when for months he didn't even care about me. Then again, it felt inconsiderate not to tell him.

"Niklaus, my love," I pull away from him and frown. "There's something I should tell you."

There's a beat of silence.

"There's a rumor about my amulet going around. . . Which you probably already know."

Another beat of silence.

"Why do I feel like you aren't sharing everything?" Nik frowns.

"In the case someone takes that rumor seriously. . ."

Another beat of silence.

"In order for someone to utilize the magic in my amulet, I must die."

Niklaus just stares at me, knowing about a rumor about my amulet was troubling enough. But knowing I had to die for the magic in it as well? It was enough to silence anyone. I count my breaths as Niklaus just stares at me, not saying a word. Any emotion would be better than this. Anger, sadness, disappointment? Finally Niklaus let's out a low whistle and runs his hands along his face.

"No one's powerful enough to break the spell to kill you?" He phrases it as a questions.

"No, there's no one powerful enough to get my mother's blood. However, dedication makes them just as dangerous." I frown.

"Let's leave."

"And go where? Disappearing won't make the rumors do so."

Nik stares at me for a few moments before smashing his lips against mine and standing up. He doesn't say anything else before he leaves. A frown fills my features and I try not to think about where he might be headed. Instead, my hand finds my amulet and I hold onto it with everything in me. Rumors are just rumors until someone actually starts believing them. Which didn't terrify me unless someone figured out that Ivonna and I were the last of the Petrovich descendants and I was the only one wearing an amulet. Really it didn't scare either of us unless someone finally figured out how to kill us because people have been coming after us for my amulet for centuries.

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Dear, my love,

I hope you never see this letter, but I write it anyway. It is dangerous loving each other and yet, the idea of dying sounds better than losing you. If you're reading this right now it means someone succeeded in manipulating the power in my amulet and I have broken the mystical connection that bounds Ivonna and I. As well, as the love that binds us — it is why you felt nothing when my death came about. The only heartbreak you will feel is when Ivonna — devastated as well — will break the news to you.

I just want you to know it wasn't your fault and that I loved you with all of me. Had you asked, I would of did anything for you and now I ask that you return the favor and move on. Be happy with someone else, love someone else just as I had loved you. Forever would have only worked if you never had to read this letter.

Always yours,

Nadia.

I fold the paper in half and stuff it into my bedside table. I didn't want to die, then again I didn't want to die without at least saying goodbye even more. I run my hands through my hair, I shouldn't have undid the compulsion, Niklaus could have went a very long time without having to worry about someone wanting to kill me soon. I most definitely wasn't going to tell him that people have been believing that rumor longer than he knows about them. I walk to my bathroom and run the bath water until the tub is completely full. The spell I was about to preform wasn't safe and most definitely hurt like actual hell. However, it wouldn't be the first time I've done it. Niklaus stands behind me in the doorway and I turn around to meet his eyes. They show no emotion, he just watches me as I undress and step into the hot water.

"The spell I'm about to preform will help me find the person who started the rumors here in Mystic Falls. I can't find the one who started it all together but maybe finding one will lead us to them." I inform Nik.

He nods his head without saying a word. His eyes widen as my hand spins around the water and turn it into a tub of blood. I take one last look at Niklaus as I recite the spell in quiet whispers. In a few minutes, somewhere Ivonna will be coughing up blood and if she can survive choking long enough, she'll know what I'm doing. As the last word of the spell slips pass my lips, my eyes turn black leaving behind no more metallic or white in my eyes. I dip down into the blood, completely submerging myself and close my eyes. Blood fills my airways, drowning me in the sticky liquid.

Images flash through my mind, some too fast to pinpoint what they are. Others are clear as day. A burning church, a dozen vampires. Then the image changes to a familiar face. Long brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, pale skin and a nasty personality. Katherine Pierce.

The realization of the familiar face forces me out of the water. My eyes flash back to their normal metallic. Niklaus stares at me. My heart's pounding in my ears. By now, Ivonna has seen what I have and is deciding what to do quicker than I can. Once I tell Niklaus what I've seen it's game over. Katherine will be dead before the end of the day.