After med school, I came home to Mystic Falls. It felt right. It’s where I want to grow old. And that’s my life. Weird, messy, complicated, sad, wonderful, amazing, and adove all… Epic. And I owe it all to Stefan.
“I can’t believe that out of everyone in mystic falls, you choose this psychopath.” Stefan scoffed, glaring at Klaus. Although Klaus is a serial killing hybrid, he’s never laid a hand on you. Plus, Klaus has always been so sweet and genuine to you.
“Come on baby sis, I thought you had standards.” Damon added, looking at Klaus in disgust.
“I’m still here, lads.” Klaus implied.
“Okay, you guys need to stop it. It’s not like you both are angels. Ripper.” You scowled at Stefan, then at Damon. “Oh and the girl you love, Damon, you technically killed her brother.” You folded your arms in front of your chest, waiting for a response from your brothers because your brothers aren’t actually saints.
“Yeah yeah yeah.” Damon said. Stefan just stood there silent in defeat.
Klaus grinned at your remark in defending him, then looked at your brothers. “Hypocrites.” Klaus walked over to you, putting his arm out for you to hold. “Shall we, love?”
“We shall.” You said while glaring at your brothers, then you and your date started walking towards the gymnasium where the dance was held.
Damon rolled his eyes. “Can we just kill him already, Stefan?” Stefan laughed, then he and Damon followed after you.
“Again, still here!” Klaus added, putting his free hand in the air, pointing his index finger up. This is going to be an interesting night.