Jarads y/n

( Daphne's flashback point of view — 1500 ! )

RUNNING THROUGH THE FOREST... all I saw was a blur, everything I knew was a lie. Every step I took was one closer to me finding out the truth— for real this time.

I thought all the talk about 'blood suckers' was just myths. He said that those were all lies, that no such things existed! Would he really lie to me? Him, out of all people? The man that always cared for me, the one who never faulted to be there when I needed him. Why would he lie to me?

My breathing got heavier and heavier as I ran, grabbing the sides of my dress, my tears dripping from my face to the ground. My sight was blurry, I couldn't see a thing, I just kept running, I didn't care- if I died well I died! It will all be over soon, I kept repeating to myself.

The fire lit up my face and comforted me as I reached my destination. I stopped, allowing myself to calm down and relax for a moment. I wiped my tears, straightened my dress up and walked into the large stone walls of the fairly large castle.

"Klaus!" I yelled through the halls, my voice echoing through its hallow rooms. There was no response, not a noise. "Niklaus!", there was still no response from anyone, not even Elijah who would always welcome my presence. "Niklaus Mikaelson I Swear-" I was stopped by a pair of hands covering my mouth. I recognized the smell of the man who was holding me, Nik.

"You are going to wake them up, Love" he said releasing me from his grasp. I turned around to face him.

"What are you Nik?" I asked him bluntly. He seemed taken aback from my question.

"What are you Nik?" I asked again, waiting for a response, which I had none, I saw that there was only one way I was going to get this out of him. I bent over, reaching into my sock, pulling out a small knife.

"What are you Niklaus?" I said cutting my hand. A crimson red liquid seeping out the wound. He looked at me fear and guilt written all over his face, looking at my hand, dark veins and fangs began to form on his face.

I flinched, and took a step back, making contact with a wall. The small pocket knife fell to the ground with a loud ding, as I looked at the creature before me.

He closed his eyes, the dark veins that had grown under his eyes had disappeared, and his fangs were no longer in sight.

I frowned, looking down tears started to form "Why didn't you tell me Nik?! You know I would love you either way— you do know that Nik?!" I expressed.

"I didn't know how you'd respond, love. I didn't want to scare you— I'm sorry!" He confessed.

( Present point of view ! )

I sighed, reminiscing the moment that it was confirmed to me that such things existed. The moment I became part of this world, the only world I remember.

A couple days after I discovered that the creatures of the night existed, Elijah turned me, with my consent and Nik's.

All I could here was the bickering of Nik and Kol disagreeing for the billionth time, and that familiar sound of a casket shutting. I chuckled a bit at the actions of the blond Hybrid.

Leaning back in my chair a small knock on my window startled me. Who was it?( Daphne's flashback point of view — 1500 ! )

RUNNING THROUGH THE FOREST... all I saw was a blur, everything I knew was a lie. Every step I took was one closer to me finding out the truth— for real this time.

I thought all the talk about 'blood suckers' was just myths. He said that those were all lies, that no such things existed! Would he really lie to me? Him, out of all people? The man that always cared for me, the one who never faulted to be there when I needed him. Why would he lie to me?

My breathing got heavier and heavier as I ran, grabbing the sides of my dress, my tears dripping from my face to the ground. My sight was blurry, I couldn't see a thing, I just kept running, I didn't care- if I died well I died! It will all be over soon, I kept repeating to myself.

The fire lit up my face and comforted me as I reached my destination. I stopped, allowing myself to calm down and relax for a moment. I wiped my tears, straightened my dress up and walked into the large stone walls of the fairly large castle.

"Klaus!" I yelled through the halls, my voice echoing through its hallow rooms. There was no response, not a noise. "Niklaus!", there was still no response from anyone, not even Elijah who would always welcome my presence. "Niklaus Mikaelson I Swear-" I was stopped by a pair of hands covering my mouth. I recognized the smell of the man who was holding me, Nik.

"You are going to wake them up, Love" he said releasing me from his grasp. I turned around to face him.

"What are you Nik?" I asked him bluntly. He seemed taken aback from my question.

"What are you Nik?" I asked again, waiting for a response, which I had none, I saw that there was only one way I was going to get this out of him. I bent over, reaching into my sock, pulling out a small knife.

"What are you Niklaus?" I said cutting my hand. A crimson red liquid seeping out the wound. He looked at me fear and guilt written all over his face, looking at my hand, dark veins and fangs began to form on his face.

I flinched, and took a step back, making contact with a wall. The small pocket knife fell to the ground with a loud ding, as I looked at the creature before me.

He closed his eyes, the dark veins that had grown under his eyes had disappeared, and his fangs were no longer in sight.

I frowned, looking down tears started to form "Why didn't you tell me Nik?! You know I would love you either way— you do know that Nik?!" I expressed.

"I didn't know how you'd respond, love. I didn't want to scare you— I'm sorry!" He confessed.

( Present point of view ! )

I sighed, reminiscing the moment that it was confirmed to me that such things existed. The moment I became part of this world, the only world I remember.

A couple days after I discovered that the creatures of the night existed, Elijah turned me, with my consent and Nik's.

All I could here was the bickering of Nik and Kol disagreeing for the billionth time, and that familiar sound of a casket shutting. I chuckled a bit at the actions of the blond Hybrid.

warnings: this story includes mature content such as substances, sex, suicide, and more that might not be suitable for people of the ages 16 and under.

( chapter one, 2253 words ! )

I TURNED AROUND AND THERE HE WAS... the boy that was always there for me and me for him. I smiled at him, running into his arms. I held him tightly, like I would never see him again. I sighed, letting free from my grasp

"I missed you so much Jarad-" I started to tear up a bit.

It had been almost three months since I had seen him, because for the first summer ever my dad decided that it was a good idea that I went with him for the summer. My mother agreed with him saying that it was good for me to spend time with my father. I begged her to not make me go, but she denied my request, so instead of using three months of my time being with my friend, they went to waste on my excuse of a father.

"Hey, look at me y/n, it's okay, I'm here." He smiled softly cupping my cheeks. "now don't cry ma' let's get you home, we can make up for lost time later." I nodded softly at what he said. He took my hand into his as we walked down the streets of Chicago that we called home. We walked in a comfortable silence the whole way to his place.

He smiled at me, flashing a pair of bronze keys at me.

I laughed a bit, "Huh, so your mommy finally thought you were grown enough for your own pair?" I teased him, he just rolled his eyes in response.

"Actually y/n, I made the copy myself from the spare so, ha, no my mother didn't give them to me" he remarked.

"Aww he's such a grown up!" I pouted. "I want baby Jarad back, have you seen him? You know the one with the baby face, and short, non dyed dreads?" I crossed my arms in a joking manner.

"Y/n, you act like a child-" he said, opening the door.

"It's because I want yours!" He looked at me seriously, and I said "I'm joking!"

As I walked into the small apartment, I noticed that there was something different, I don't know if it was a vibe or something physical that had changed, it didn't feel right with me.

"Jarad, did you guys change anything in here since I left?" He shook his head as a response. I assumed they just had a friend over or something and shook off the feeling that I had gotten, somewhat like an evil presence had been here.

"You still playing GTA Jarad?" I asked sitting down on his couch. "Uh yeah... I had to choose who the fuck I wanted to kill, Franklin, Michael, or Trevor."

"Please tell me you picked Trevor-" I said whilst picking up a controller for the PlayStation.

"Funny thing is I did" he laughed.

"How'd you kill him?"

"Fire"

"Oof- that shit must have sucked to die in" I laughed.

"Yeah, right. Well I'll be back, I'm going to take a shower" after that he walked upstairs, leaving me alone downstairs.

( a few minutes later ! )

There was a loud knock on the door, just as I had gotten shot in the head,

"Son of a bitch!" I grunted.

I walked towards the door opening it, revealing a short girl with dark hair and pink highlights. I felt that same vibe as I did earlier but I ignored it. A little annoying by her presence I asked

"What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" She replied with my question.

"Um... I'm Jarad's best friend, y/n, who are you?" She looked at me in disgust as those five first words came out of my mouth.

"Oh, I'm Alexia, Alexia Smith, nice to meet you y/n" she smiled fakely, I feeling petty today returned it.

"Is there anything I can get you, Alexia?" I questioned.

"Uh yeah, is Jarad home?" She asked looking down at her shoes.

"Um, no I'm sorry he isn't here right now, I'll let him know that you wanted him, bye, bye" I said shutting the door on her face. I sighed, pressing my back against the door, allowing myself to fall to the ground.

"Who was that?" I heard a voice in front of me asked.

Annoyed that he didn't tell me he had a new girlfriend I said "who is Alexia Smith?"

"Oh, I see, you've met her, Alexia is a friend I met at the park."

"Just a friend?" I cocked an eyebrow.

"Promise Y/n, I'd never lie to you"

"Okay, but I want you to sing for me, and in exchange I'll make you and ma' dinner, deal?"

He scratched his neck and looked down as if he were putting much into my question.

"Okay, Deal" he smiled.

"Oh, and you'll have to sing for me" I giggled. He smiled and tackled me onto the couch, we burst out in laughter.

"Oh god I've missed this" I smiled sadly, he sighed "me too, damn, it's only been three months without each other and it feel like it was an eternity, if we ever get like- supper mad at eachother and shit, and we like won't say sorry because of our pride- I don't know how I would do it, y/n, being without you is- worse than I thought" he chuckled.

"We won't- friends forever, remember? Always and forever" I sat up and kissed him on the cheek.

"Now you have to sing for meee!" I yelled.

"Okay, well so- I haven't told you this but...I've been working on some songs-"

"-And you didn't call me- nuh uh baby, show me them songs" I interrupted him.

"...sorry?" He asked in a way. I gave him a straight face and shook my head.

"Here look, I typed up the lyrics in my phone, but I don't know what to call it! I wanna do Autograph but I also want to do On my line" he pouted handing me the phone.

"Let me see, do you have this recorded Jare?" I asked, reading the lyrics.

He nodded in response, "I love it, and you know what you can call it, Autograph (On my line) it fits," I smiled, "now, the best part... sing it for me, please!"

"Fine" he cleared his throat, getting ready to sing for me.

"I hope I'm the only girl you sing to" I joked.

"You know I wouldn't do that shit with any other girl" he laughed.

"Why you mad,Why you mad, Why you mad, Why you mad?

That's all I wanna know! You're lookin' like a joke, try humour at the most. Steady chokin' on your shade like a dick in your throat,

Well if you're gonna throw shade my way, Maybe you should throw with a little more aim. It's a cold day in hell, when they dirty up your name.

They don't got no business talkin' in the first place i'm freezin'.

All these fuck bitches on my line, Damn bitch you must wanna die tonight

Yeah I rock a choker with a .45 and I know some bitches that are down to ride.

All these hatin bitches on my line, Damn bitch you must wanna fuck tonight!

Let me guess, you're my biggest fan right?"

I was surprised at how much he had improved in the last three months, he was always good but now he would just be top on the charts if he put his music on YouTube and whatnot.

"You wanted an autograph all you had to do was ask, woah

But you lookin like an asshole, Up on twitter and you lookin mad woke, talkin bout me! But you lookin bad woah, Like the ugly daughter that I never had woah, and what's up with these lames, Got my name in they mouth like they swallowin my Children, I never got why bitches hate, its probably Cuz im doin better than em anyway, Its probably cuz i get they bitches wetter anyway, it's Probably cuz im livin and they're in a lower place, They walkin in the slums while im vibin outter space.

Crash land just to take they girl on a dinner. Date, when haters see me winnin they just hyperventilate. They always try to stop me but i never hesitate,

Just follow all your dreams and when you reach them, Celebrate, that's the only way to truly make a hater suffocate.

All these fuck bitches on my line, Damn bitch you must wanna die tonight

Yeah I rock a choker with a .45 and I know some bitches that are down to ride

All these hatin bitches on my line, Damn bitch you must wanna fuck tonight

Let me guess, you're my biggest fan right? You wanted an autograph all you had to do was ask woah

Why you mad that's all I wanna know, Your lookin like a joke try humor at the most

Steady chokin on your shade like a dick in your Throat, well if you're gonna throw shade my way.

Maybe you should throw with a little more aim, It's a cold day in hell when they dirty up your name. They don't got no business talkin in the first Place i'm freezin, but these haters not breathin.

Stevie wonder to these haters no seein, And I don't believe it they hate me hate me for no reason. All these fuck bitches on my line,

Damn bitch you must wanna die tonight

Yeah I rock a choker with a .45 and i know some bitches that are down to ride.

All these hatin bitches on my line, Damn bitch you must wanna fuck tonight

Let me guess, you're my biggest fan right? You wanted an autograph all you had to do was ask woah." He finished, I started clapping.

"You, Jarad Anthony Higgins, are talented. No cap" I hugged him.

"Thank you" he smiled into the hug. "Now what's for dinner" he smirked.

"rice and beans, I'm kidding! My mom has some pasta at her house last time I checked, do you have oil or butter?"

"Yess"

"Okay, and no cheese, see after three months I couldn't forget your hate for cheese" I smiled.

Me and Jarad lived right across the street from each other. I walked out the door crossing the street, and walked in my "home", my mom was never home, she was too busy whoring around her body, when many people had offered her jobs, easy ones too! Even if they paid good money she would say no. The only time I would see her is if she had a guy over! And they wouldn't even be dressed, I basically lived with Jarad ever since my mom was fired for sleeping with her manager at her last job. When she would ground me from going to Jarads I would sneak out late at night through my window, and crawl in his. That was when I was twelve. That's why Jarad's mom is more of a mom to me than my own, she's always cared for me.

I took a deep breath in, smelling the air around me, "home sweet home" I mumbled sarcastically. Per usual it smelled like alcohol, weed, and sex. I rolled my eyes, seeing that she hadn't changed her habits. Walking into the kitchen, I opened the cabinet, finding the pasta just where I left it, I smiled to myself grabbing it and walking out. Shutting the door behind me.

I walked into Jarad's home, placing the pasta on the counter. I started to hum a song.

As I washed my hands Jarad came back into the room, I smiled. "I brought pasta" I sang,

"And you're humming Tupac, again" he sang back. I laughed "I'm always humming older songs" he laughed walking into the kitchen, next to me. He washed his hands and took out his phone playing the song I was humming. I laughed "you really did that didn't you?" I rhetorically asked while 'Picture me rolling' played in the background. He took out the pot and I put in the water, letting the pasta boil on the stove.

"Full grown, finally a man. Just scheming' on ways to put some green inside the palms" we both sang along. He wrapped his arms around my waist moving to the rhythm of the beat. I kissed his cheek, and smiled, "pastas ready" and as if on cue Mrs.Higgins walked through the door- she looked stressed. I smiled softly at her as she looked relieved seeing that dinner was already made.

"Y/n" she sighed "you're back!" She smiled brightly.

"You really thought I was going to leave yall, never"

When we ate dinner we caught up for the most part. Nothing too exciting happened in the last three months, but for some reason I couldn't help but think of that girl that stopped by. Jarad in a way seemed different, like he was hurt. It might have just been me, I've felt weird since I had left for the summer, getting these random feelings in my gut.