Honorary Salvatore •Klaus Mikaelson•

▪️No Longer Safe▪️

🌹Roxanne🌹

I open my eyes and see weak sunlight filtering in through the curtains. I stretch out my limbs feeling only a tiny bit better after yesterday's events. I sit up and leave the bed, heading into the bathroom where my clothes are still on the floor. I pull on my panties and bra, grabbing my tattered tank top and shorts, walking back into Damon's room.

"Well, I didn't expect to see this when I woke up this morning," I hear Stefan say and look to see him leaning against the doorway. "Don't get all judgy Stefan, not this earlier in the morning," Damon remarks and I roll my eyes pulling my jean shorts on. "Damon, I'm borrowing one of your shirts," I tell him discarding my ruined one.

"Knock yourself out," he grumbles and I almost want to laugh. He really is in a bad mood about his little tiff with that Elena girl. I enter his closet and grab a black v-neck shirt, pulling it on, and return to the room. "Okay, so what's been going on in Mystic Falls since I left?"

"Well, a lot has happened."

"Oh, god! Take this conversation downstairs," Damon hisses burying his face into his pillow. I shake my head, pulling my shoes on. "Alright, Princess," I tease and dodge a pillow that's thrown at me. Stefan smiles and I can tell he's missed us acting like a family. I stand up and follow Stefan down the stairs.

"You and Damon again? Really?"

"Hey, it was a mutually satisfying hook up," I tell him and he shakes his head. Stefan always saw me as a sister. Which is understandable since he wasn't born yet when I moved into the Salvatore Estate. "So, where to start." He trails off when he sees Elena at the bottom of the stairs. "Elena."

"Hi, is he here? He's not answering his cell?" She looks and sees me beside Stefan. "Hi, Roxanne."

"Hi, Elena. I see you're dating Damon now. That's weird." Stefan playfully smacks my arm and I give him a teasing smile. "Uh, yeah, head on up. He's in a mood though." She nods and slips past us, going up the steps.

We settle down in the living room and I take the glass of bourbon that Stefan offers me. No more wagon for me. "Buckle in." I nod and listen as he explains most of what happened in the last three years. As he goes on it just gets weirder and weirder.

I try not to show my reaction when he talks about Klaus' visit to Mystic Falls and how he and the other Originals terrorized him and everyone in their group. "I'm sorry, are you telling me there's another you walking around?"

"Silas. Yes. He can get inside your head and make you see things. Which is why I need you to go back to wherever it is you came from."

"Stefan, I can't go back to New Orleans." His eyes widen at the mention of the city. "Wait, you were living in New Orleans? Does that mean you know Klaus?"

"Um, you could say that."

"Okay, well I'd rather you be in a city with Klaus than Silas. He was able to take down Klaus when he was here. Silas is the very first immortal being, Roxy. Do you know what that means? It means he's stronger than all of us. I don't want you getting hurt. Let us handle it."

"Stefan, I don't just know Klaus, okay. I'm... I was living with him." His eyebrows shoot up in surprise before he sighs. "But it started off really weird. He seemed to know me but I didn't know him. And we have almost identical tattoos. Not to mention the fact he has pictures and paintings of me before I even met him. He's been lying to me. I can't go back."

I see the look that enters his eyes and I lean forward. "You know something don't you?"

"I don't think I should be the one to tell you."