"My life is a horror movie and I am the villain."

I turned around from where I was making coffee to only gasp and drop the mug. There stood Connor his neck his a slightly weird angle. "You know... It makes sense. Guilty conscience."

I shook my head, "You're not here." I closed my eyes tightly. "I've got to be dreaming."

He smirked, "Then how do you know that I'm not here?"

"Because you're... Because you're dead." I blurted out, my heart thumping against my chest as everything rushed to me again.

He nodded his head, backing me up against the counter. "Yes. I am. Was that the first time that you've taken a human life?"

I stuttered, the palm of my hands was beginning to sweat. "You're a ghost. You got to be a fucking ghost." I muttered. "Are you gonna be like, the Casper to my Kat?" I then winced at my own question. "That's... that's what's happening right now."

"Jeremy!" I shouted, feeling like I was suffocating. "You're a ghost. You're nting me. You're a ghost. You're haunting me."

"Can a ghost do this?" He reached out his hand and started strangling me, his arms pressed up against my neck, my neck flush up against his chest. I reached back and punched him with my elbow, twirled around, and pushed him on the table. He quickly got up and came towards me. Panicking, I grabbed a knife that was laying on the counter and stabbed him in the neck. As I pulled out the knife, only then did I realize that it was Jeremy.

"Oh my god!" I screeched, catching his falling body as Elena came in the room, her face transforming between human and vampire before she gained control, and ran towards us. "Oh! Jer! Jer!" The air around my thinned and I could feel myself become light headed. I fell back onto my ass, ny hands slipping on the blood that wad oozing out of Jeremy's neck.

I screamed loudly, backing up until my back was pressed up against the counter. "Spencer? Spence? What happened?" I could faintly hear Elena's panicked voice before I stood up and ran up the stairs.

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"Spencer!" I jolted from my spot where I was staring down at myself in my long mirror. I was only in a towel seeing as I had just took a traumatizing shower. I sat 'traumatizing' because there was blood coming out of the shower head but yet, the water was regular water. "Love!" I jolted again, realizing that it was Nik's voice.

I turned around to only come face to face with Connor again. This time, he was bleeding. He grazed his finger over the cut and offered me his finger. "Would you like some? You seemed hungry for blood when you attacked me."

I shook my head, clutching the towel to my body. "I wasn't myself. I was angry."

"Were you yourself when you snapped my neck with your bare hands?"

I glared, growing angry again. "You shot me!"

"'Cause you're a monster and you deserve to die." I let out a shaky breath upon hearing his words. "Admit it!"

I shook my head, being stubborn, "No." I ran down to the kitchen, trying to get away from him, not caring that I was only in a towel. When I entered, I saw Damon but then he turned into Connor. I whimpered, shaking my head.

"Decomposition starts in the first 24 hours." I backed away as he walked towards me. "I'm rotting in an unmarked grave because of you."

"No!" I shouted and ran for the front door, stumbling outside, clutching the towel to my body. I came face to face with a worried Nik who grabbed me protectively before speeding off.

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Nik sat me down on a bed in a locked room, his hands finding my face, tucking my hair behind my ears. I sighed, closing my eyes. "You'll be safe here, little wolf."

"But, I was already safe?" I stated but it came out as a question. "Nik, what's going on?"

"You'll be staying here to prevent yourself from finding a stash of Wolfsbane or Nordic blue monkshood to poison yourself." I furrowed my eyebrows at his words. "It prevents you from killing yourself."

"I'm not going to kill myself." I denied. "Even though i've tried in the past, i've never gone through with it." I admitted, frowning. "I don't want to die."

Klaus sighed, seeming to have a mental battle with himself. "Oh, but you'll want to. I did. Problem is, I'm immortal."

I frowned and reached forward, weaving my fingers through his blonde locks. "You went through this?"

Klaus nodded, a frown on his plump lips. "Yes, I did. For 52 years, four months and nine days. I was tormented... In my dreams. My every waking moment. Relentless, never-ending torture. It was the only period of my life when I actually felt time."

I placed the palm of my hand on his cheek, "So you knew that this would happen if Connor died. That's why you got involved. Did Stefan know, too? Why didn't you tell me?"

He sighed, sitting down on the bed beside me, and that was when I realized that I was still only in my towel. "All he knew was that the hunter had to be kept alive. You should have listened to him when he said he had it covered, love." He petted my hair, pulling my closer to him, seemingly not bothered that I was only in a towel.

I looked him in the eyes, gulping, "How did you make it stop?"

Klaus forced a smile, "I didn't. Eventually it just stopped. The hallucinations tend to appear in strange forms." He then stood up from the bed. He went to a dresser and pulled out grey sweat pants , a black long sleeved shirt, and boxers. "Here." He held them out to me. "These are mine but they will have to do for now."

I gave him a smile before taking the clothes and watched him walk away, shutting and locking the door behind him. I sighed and looked down at the clothes.

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A hybrid placed a bag on the bed as I sat in the chair, clutching my head as I had a huge migrain. "Clothes, toothbrush. Klaus said you're going to be here awhile."

I forced a smile, "Just please go away." As he walked away, it revealed Connor behind him.

Connor smirked, "I can't. I'm going to be with you forever. A constant reminder of what you've become. So tell me. How did it feel to snap my neck.

"It was horrible." I admitted, disgusted with myself, "It was the worst thing that I've ever done."

"You're lying."

I shook my head, "No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are. Tell the truth."

"I am telling the truth!" I shouted, jumping up from my sitting spot.

"You're lying."

"Fine!" My voice cracked. "I liked it. I loved the feel of your neck snapping in my hands. And that's what I hate the most; I liked it, I really liked it. Are you happ now?" I snapped, clenching my fists.

"I'm not happy, Spencer. I'm dead." He sneered, "Did you know I had a family? A brother? Parents?"

I was sobbing now, "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."

"Are you sorry about your mom? It's your fault she died."

My eyes blazed blue as I tried to control my rage. "Don't." I warned.

"She got dementia because of you little brats. And then, Hannah? She wasn't suppose to be out in those words, but she was... because of you. She died because of you." I covered my ears, shaking my head. "You know I'm not going to stop until you've taken your last miserable breath."

I stood taller, trying to stay calm. "I'm not going to let you do this to me."

"Then get rid of me. Kill yourself. You never wanted to be a werewolf in the first place. Now look at what you've become. A monster. And you deserve to die." I shook my head at his hurtful words. "You don't want to listen to me? Fine." He then transformed into Hanna. I let out a cry of shock. She was bloody all over her body due to what those guys had did to her. "Then how about you and I have a little chat." I fell to the floor due to my knees becoming like jelly. "Did you miss me?"

A loud sob escaped me.

Hanna groaned, "Ugh, don't you ever stop crying? Poor Spencer, always the victim. Except now you're a killer. What does Scott or Stiles think of the new you?"

"Shut up!" I shouted, closing my eyes.

"The girl they thought of as family is gone, you know."

I shook my head, swallowing thickly. "I made a mistake. I can do better."

She shook her head, "No. You can't. You're a Werewolf. You'll kill again. It'll change you, and it'll keep changing you until you're just like," She transformed into Katherine, "me."

I shook my head again, "I am nothing like you."

Katherine went around me as if I was her prey, "I was you before you even existed. And when Stefan knew the real me... He hated me. Now, just like Stefan, everyone is going to hate you, too."

"Shut up!" I roared, shaking the walls of the room. When I looked back to where Katherine was, she was gone. I clutched my head and fell to the floor.

"You were such a good girl when you were a human." I groaned, trying to block out her voice. "Always willing to sacrifice yourself for your friends. Except, weren't they usually the ones that ended up getting hurt?"

"I never wanted that."

"Scott became a werewolf because of you. Allison was turned into a vampire because of you. The sacrifice that killed Jenna and Jules happened because you didn't want to hurt poor Klaus. Jeremy almoat died because of you. You know, they all probably secretly hate you. I bet they'd be relieved if you were gone."

"I'm not going to kill myself." I stated firmly, my whole body shaking as I tried to control my shift.

"Why not? Your very existence brings people nothing but pain. I mean maybe it was worth it when you were worth it. But you're nothing now. You're a monster, Spencer. You deserve to die."

The door opened and in came Connor. I shook my head, scared, as I started scooting backwards. "Stay away from me!" I begged, shaking. My eyes landed on a crow bar. I grabbed it and ran forward, almost hitting him but he grabbed my wrist. I shoved him back and shoved the bar into his stomach. When he fell to the ground, I made a run for it.

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I walked towards the Wickery Bridge, tired of all the voices.

"Are you ready to die yet? You know it's your only way out of this." Connor stated, watching me as I walked. He then transformed into Katherine who showed up on my other side. "You can't take back what you did. It can never be undone. You're a monster and you deserve to die."

I arrived at the Wicker Bridge, both Katherine and Connor was gone, and Hanna was no where in sight. I walked towards the edge, taking out a bunch of Wolfsbane that was in my pocket.

"It's ok, sweetie."

I whipped around to see my mom standing there in all her beautiful glory, way before she got sick.

"Mom?" I squeaked out.

She weaved her fingers through my hair. "I know what you're going through. And it's ok. This bridge is... is the place where your aunt and uncle died, and where you should die like us."

"I don't know what to do." I sobbed, looking down at the wolfsbane in my hand.

"Yes, you do, honey. You know exactly what to do." She looked down at the wolfbane in my hand. I raised my hand and brought the wolfsbane closer to me. "That's right. By the sun rises, this will all be over. It's the right thing to do, Spencer. You know it is. Admit it."

"Because I'm a monster." I choked out, "And I deserve to die." I then stepped back, shaking my head. "No. I can't leave dad or Stiles. They need me."

She shook her gead, "They are better off without you. Don't you see that?"

"But mom," I choked out, swallowing thickly, "they won't have anyone!"

"They'll have you. You'll be a ghost who helps them, not a monster who hurts them." She soothed, smiling.

I nodded, wiping away my tears, "You're... you're right. I... I... I'm sorry. Mommy, I didn't mean to disappoint you."

"Oh. You didn't. You were everything I ever wanted you to be. But you almost died. And you were supposed to die and stay dead."

I lifted up the wolfsbane to my lips, about to eat the whole thing when it was knocked out of my hand, and I went falling into the water.

Blackness engulfed me.

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I woke up, my head hurting. I rolled over onto my side to see Nik staring down at me, a worried look in his blue eyes. I frowned and sat up, confused. "Did you... were you the one that saved me?"

"I was, love." As those words left his lips, I smiled and launched myself at him, embracing him in a thanks. I looked at the white wall, my smile turning into a frown.

I'm a monster...