Reckoned With✔️| 𝐾𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑠 𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑜𝑛 {2}

5|Road Trip pt.2

|klaus's pov|

My first instinct was to go to my art room, but now it was as if were our art room. She probably spent more of her time in here than me. To the left of the little bench that was in the middle of the room, was the portrait that I made of her. The green-ness of her eyes seemed to call out to me, and I traced my hands over the now dried paint, I missed her.

A part of me felt this void, has she given up on me? I wanted to blame her, but then I put myself in her position. I didn't know If I could fathom living forever, without her. She's been without me, and her emotions for nearly a decade, what if she's forgotten about me? The only person who loved me, and I cared for, gone.

"We found her, Nik." Rebekah's voice snapped me out of my trance, and I was forced to make eye contact with her. I hated crying in front of my siblings, crying was just a sign of weakness. "She left all of her things here, so it was easy for Freya to do a locator spell. She's in New York."

New York, that didn't come to a surprise. I nodded my head, and she took a few steps closer to me. Despite our differences, I sure did miss her. I gave her a hug, and gently let her go, holding the side of her face. "Thankyou."

"You can thank me, by letting me come to New York with you." She pouted, and I crossed my arms. "I'm sick of being in this little city, and It's probably best that Marcel doesn't know you're alive yet." I raised my eyebrows, and slightly smiled.

"Fine, but only you and Elijah, I don't want to overwhelm her."

"Then it's a road trip."

We planned to leave at dusk, to avoid wandering eyes. I couldn't stop thinking about what Rebekah had said, that Nora left all of her stuff here. When I walked up to the bedroom door, I almost didn't want to open it, but curiosity killed the cat. I kicked the door open with my foot gently, and it was as if I was blasted back to that exact day.

Everything was the same, left in the same place; the bed sheets, the open drawers, some of her clothes on the floor. To anybody else this would just be a messy room, but it the start of something new.

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Yes, of course I missed my siblings dearly, but being on the road with them everything quickly went back to normal.

"Rebekah, if I feel your foot on the back of my seat on more time, I'll be forced to remove it." I said, tightening my grip on the steering wheel. Elijah took passenger, which left her in the back.

"You know, you are such a bloody baby, I'll sit behind Elijah then." I heard her scoff, and Elijah raised his hand.

"Must I remind you that I've been stuck in a coffin for eight years, and am deeply parched."

"I'll just sit in the middle then." She got comfortable, and slammed her feet up on the arm rest in between me and Elijah, while I let out a deep sigh. This was going to be longer than expected.

"New York is a pretty big city, did Freya give you any specifics?" I asked, glancing at her through the rear view mirror.

"Rochester."