Klaus Mikaelson is a cruel monster to most that know of him. When the said monster turns up in mystic falls he can't help but start falling for the sweet human girl, Ivy Farechild. Will Ivy reciprocate these feelings or run from the original? Read t...
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I wake to a fluttery sensation pulling through my wavy hair.
My head nuzzles into the foreign touch, my scalp comes into contact with what I recognize to be a warm hand.
My eyelids flutter open as I roll onto my side.
"You've got great hair." I hear a familiar voice say.
My eyes fly open, taking in the appearance of Katherine, who's sitting on my bed in the Salvatore guest bedroom.
"Katherine?" I croak out in my morning voice.
"Did you know that you mumble in your sleep?" She chuckles.
"What'd I say?" I ask warily.
"Nothing I could make out, it's cute really."
"Why are you here?" I question, suspicious.
"Because I've never spoken to you one-on-one before, and I'm bored."
"Okay...uh what did you want to talk about?" I ask, trying not be rude.
"Why are you friends with literally anyone here?" She asks without missing a beat.
"What do you mean?" I ask, confused.
"Well, Elena treats you like shit, and everyone else just watches it happen. Tell me, has anyone in your friend group ever stood up for you?"
I remain silent.
"Exactly. Not to mention Damon and Alaric killed the one person who did defend you."
"Are you trying to be mean, or actually talk to me?" I rub my temples, saddened at the mention of Elijah.
"I'm just telling the truth." She smirks.
"Okay, well can you pick a new topic of conversation?" I ask tiredly.
"You know, if you wanted, I could turn you. Then your dad wouldn't be able to hurt you anymore." She says in a slightly cocky tone, as if showing me that she knew my secret.
"How do you know about that?" I question in a broken whisper.
"Stefan spilled. I bugged him for information. I don't like not having leverage on people, now I do." She replies with a condescending smile.
I shake my head as tears cloud my vision.
I blink them back and walk briskly out of the room.
She follows behind me on the stairs as we come up to the Salvatore brothers. I reach Damon and grab onto his arm.
Physical touch has always made it easier to keep my emotions together.
"Can you please keep her out of my room?" I ask him quietly.
