Homicidal Queen || Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

005 || last lullaby

♫♫ "life's full of pleasure and life's full of pain.
Would you know the difference, if I arranged them?
I'll tell you I love you, I know it's strange.
The only thing certain is everything changes." ♫♫

3 years later.

    (Y/n) stared straight into the two way mirror, her cold, dead eyes causing shivers to run down the rookie detectives back whilst the other two detectives just kept their cool and (definitely bother) unbothered.

Her hair was matted with the persons blood, "her victim" as they put it. Her clothes felt so sticky against her skin, making it a bit itchy, she really wanted to change but they didn't let her out of the interrogation room. Her wrists were hurting from how tight the cuffs were, she asked if they can but she got ignored - I mean, she got why they didn't uncuff her, but come on.

(Y/n)'s head snapped to the door, eyes falling on the older male detective that had arrested her and a female one who looked semi-similar to the older guy.

"Hello, (y/n). I'm Sergeant Allen and this is my partner, Detective Shay." Sergeant Allen smiles, holding his hand out for her to shake. His voice held mockery, and she didn't like it one bit.

"Can you get these cuffs off? My wrists are killing me." (Y/n) says, rejecting his handshake.

"Shay," with that, detective Shay went towards her, unlocking the cuffs.

"Okay, wanna tell me how you managed to kill not one but three 200 pound guys?"

"It's simple, fairly simple."

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(aweeklater)

She walked into the huge mansion, already missing it. The two police guards following right behind her, ready to take her down if she tries to do anything. In a few hours, her sentencing hearing was about to start and she was slightly terrified, she didn't know why she was terrified yet she was. Probably knowing that she'll never get to see her twin son's grow up, fall in love, get married and have children, knowing that her husband, Klaus was gonna fall out of love with her and fall in love with someone else that wasn't her and it pained her so much.

But you can't force someone to love you forever, whether you like it or not. People fall in and out of love all the time, every second that passes, someone gets dumped or is the dumpee, gets cheated on or is the cheater, the other person falls in love while the other one falls out of love. It's drastic, really.

"Love, is that you?" Klaus' voice echoes throughout the empty halls of the mansion.

Guess he doesn't know. (Y/n) thinks, before those murders, they had a fight, a huge horrible fight that almost ended in a divorce but (y/n) fled because of her cowardliness.

She stopped in the foyer, watching as Klaus turned the corner, "I am so- who are these?"

"Think it's pretty obvious, Klaus." She teases, but her voice held no humour. "They are my police thingies."

Klaus crinkled his eyebrows in confusion and she noticed the look.

"Mrs Mikaelson, you have 20 minutes left."

(Y/n) slowly approached Klaus, her police escorts following and watching her every move. Once she neared him, Klaus engulfed her into a big hug, "I am so scared, Klaus," She whispered softly. "I wanna watch our children grow but that won't happen, I wanna die in your arms, I don't wanna die in a old, moldy jail cell."

That was the closest thing she ever said to an 'I love you'

"They're with Bekah and Hope out in the backyard."

(20minuteslaterbecausefuckall)

She was about it enter the cop car, Klaus watching hopelessly as she got taken away, again. He wanted to do something but he promised to (y/n) and he was gonna keep it.

"I love you." Though they were far away, Klaus caught it perfectly. It sounded so strange when (y/n) said it, but she said it because she did love him.

the fucking end because why not?

2yearslater.

(y/n) watched as the building was on fire, debris falling from the ceiling, hitting anyone and anything that was in the way. The prison guards were trying their hardest to evacuate anyone they can, even prisoners who were on death row.

She just sat on the uncomfortable bed, waiting for someone to come get her. Her hand clutching the picture of Klaus and their two boys, knowing that this was probably gonna be her last breath that she'll ever take. The alarms that were blaring throughout the whole building was deafening.

She immediately stood up when she heard the door open, dropping the picture and gaping.

"Miss me, darling?" He teases, smirking.

"Klaus." She breaths out in disbelief.

Just as she thought she was gonna serve a life sentence in jail, everything changed.

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A/N: Lmao because why tf not? I just didn't wanna leave it on whatever I left it on, sooooo here's the ennnnddd, it's short but whateverrr¯\_(ツ)_/¯ enjoy bbs (or not bcuz it's horrible)

As you can see, I'm bad at fluffy and angsty shit.