#p:klaus

 @nolaxking​

Tras haber sido descubierto por Hayley, el pequeño Louis pasó a vivir en el recinto y decir que aquello le brindaba paz era poco pero sin duda todo lo vivido en los últimos meses le había enseñado que tenía que ser mas fuerte y sobre todo dejar de volverse alguien tan débil y llorón, por lo que acudió a la persona que creyó que lo volvería mas fuerte: Klaus. ¿estaba aterrado? por supuesto Klaus era una leyenda pero era justo por eso que creía que sería la mejor persona para aquello —Gracias en verdad Klaus— expresó el pequeño con una sonrisa nerviosa una vez que se encontró con el mayor para ese pequeño “entrenamiento”

Hayley didn't bother to knock on the door but instead, simply walked in. He was expecting her and after all, he was family. "Klaus!" She spoke loud but not shouting. He was a hybrid, he should hear her if he was in. 

It wasn't clear who had the genius idea of herding everyone into the center of town, but Faye was perfectly clear about the fact that she hated that person. If someone thought that this would be a useful way to distract people from everything that had gone on, they were at least partially right. But for people who knew anything (or had even simply watched a few episodes of Buffy) it should've been clear that putting people in large groups out in the open was the worst idea at the moment. And beyond that, being around so many other people when it was so hot and sticky that it felt as though her skin had a permanent film on it was one of the last things Faye wanted to do.

Caroline stood at the bar with a drink in her hands slipping it slowly as her eyes swept across the visible range in hopes of finding some known faces without any luck. The sudden sense of loneliness did unsettle her. Elena and Bonnie had seemed closed and off limits lately. Maybe it was time she had some other friends too! She had urged Stiles to go look for Lydia and ask her to a dance since she knew of the kid’s humongous crush on the said girl. She smiled fondly at the memory of him stammering and blushing while she told him to do it.

Kol had finally released her from his clutches, and Bonnie did not know what to do.  He had disappeared from Rebekah's chamber, and she knew that she had a mission now that she could not refuse.  She had crumbled to the ground for a moment, sobbing.  All she had ever wanted was adventure.  Life.  Freedom.  Something more than she had ever experienced or ever could.

And now she was caught in the Red Keep, surrounded by secrets and lies. Rebekah was gone, and in her place, Mikael had come.  There was nothing and no one that could truly keep her safe, now.  She was a no one, and her Magic was not strong enough to keep her safe or whisk her away.  She only had one choice left, and that was to go to Elijah Mikaelson.

Of all Rebekah's brothers, he was the most honorable.  A good man, Rebekah would say.  A man that was true to his word.  If she went to him, told him what she had Kol, and begged for his protection, perhaps... perhaps she would be safe.  Perhaps he would send her back to Highgarden.  Perhaps she wouldn't be dancing this thin line she was on.

Her mind made up, Bonnie washed the tears from her face, and left Rebekah's room.  If anyone stopped her... Kol... or worse Mikael... it would all be for naught.  She could only find protection in Elijah.  Her feed carried her quickly, but after a few steps, she was running.  She was scared.  Scared for her life.  Scared of worse.  She was lucky enough as it was that Kol hadn't killed her for the words she had spoken.

She glanced over her shoulder, scared that she would see Kol behind her, returning to Rebekah's room to collect his new little toy.  Only two doors away from Elijah's.  And instead, she hit another warm body and fell to the floor.  She looked up, startled, and saw someone she hadn't realized she feared worse than Kol and Mikael...