Emilia

Birthdays were always exciting to countdown or to wait for, because it's the day where you reach another stage in your life. Whether you turn into a teenager, or into an adult. Or you could just be still living the same phase just a different age.

There was never a year where I didn't count the days left for my birthday. I would have this calendar that I make on the fridge in the kitchen and whenever a day passed, I'd cross it off.

Expect when my parents died, I didn't care anymore. It was like I turned 17, yay. That's it. I didn't go full on "yes! I turned 17". I guess it was just hope in life that got lost in me when my parents passed away.

Elena and I always, and I mean always, always had our birthday parties together. We never did have public parties where we invited the whole school. We use to just have parties with our families and our close friends.

Today is out 18th birthday and it just seemed like a normal day where my age just changes. It's been 2 months since I've last seen Elena, or anyone back in Mystic Falls.

After Katherine told me that Klaus was still looking for me, I had rushed out of the house after kissing Damon on the forehead.

I ran to my house and packed everything important I needed in my backpack. I took a bus to the nearest town from Mystic Falls, Chicago. It was my only hope of an escape so Klaus won't find me.

I know that he'll find because he's Klaus Mikaelson. The Klaus Mikaelson.

The doorbell dinged as I pushed open the coffee shop doors, the smell of coffee beans and muffins instantly being inhaled. I sighed in delight at the smell as I walked over to a small booth in the corner that had a view of the outside.

I slid inside the booth and leaned forward on the table as a waiter approached me. "Hello and welcome. Here's your menu." He says, smiling as he hands me the menu.

"Actually, I'd like to order now."

"Sure, what's your order?"

"Hot coffee with milk and a blueberry muffin." I mutter, handing him back the menu. "Right away." He smiles one more time before he leaves.

I sigh and run my fingers through my hair, letting the thought haunt my mind. Elena has been calling me the whole 2 months since I left and I didn't answer all her calls because I knew that if I talked to her, she'd somehow convince me to come back.I instead texted her to not be a total bitch.

Damon has called me about 53 times these two months. Caroline basically calls me every minute in every day in these past months. Bonnie called me 15 times and I only answered one call.

"Here's your order." The waiter smiles, placing a cup of coffee and a muffin on the table. I thank him as I wrap my hands around the warm cup of coffee while I gaze out the window.

The sun shines on my face causing my eyes to squint. I sip at my coffee and take a bite from the muffin. I feel a familiar presence in the booth behind me and an irritated sigh escapes me.

"Stop following me, will ya?" I grit my teeth, turning to look at the brunette behind me. "Just having a drink." She shrugs, sipping her water.

"You can get water from food trucks or other coffee shops, but you just happened to be in the same one I am."

"This is my favorite coffee shop." Katherine shrugs, innocently. "I bet you don't even know it's name." I scoff, standing up as I eat the remains of my muffin.

"Where are you going?" Katherine asks, following me as I walk towards the exit. "Somewhere far far away from you and you better not follow me." I reply, pulling open the door.

"I don't think there is somewhere else to go."

"I'll manage...without you." I mutter, stopping by the sidewalk. "Damon called me." Katherine informs as we wait for the green light that let's us pass the street.

"I'm pretty sure that you called him. I mean you're still the clingy bitch after all." I say proudly, earning a glare from her.

"Have you found Klaus or Stefan yet?"

"Found them?" I scoff, "I'm running away from them." I mutter, my jaw clenching.

"God, poor Elena. I wonder how she is on her birthday knowing that her boyfriend turned into a ripper." Katherine says, sighing.

"I'll choke you with that lamp post."

"What about you? Huh? How are you doing?" Katherine asks as we cross the street after the light turned green. "I feel like shit and I don't think there is any other explanation." I reply, throwing the muffin wrap in the trashcan.

"Where do you live?"

"Mystic Falls." I say sarcastically earning a snort from her. "I'm staying at a motel." I say truthfully, running my fingers through my brown locks.

"What's up with you and motels?" She asks, furrowing her eyebrows. "I don't know." I snort, laughing. Katherine chuckles as we turn a corner and continue making our way to the motel.

"You need a haircut." She mutters, pulling on the ends of my hair. "They're all dead."

"Yeah."

"Let's go to the salon."

"Now?"

"Yeah. Now."

Before I could protest, Katherine grabs my hand and pulls me forcefully down the sidewalk to a nearby salon. I groan but follow her obediently.

We step inside the salon and a cheerful woman instantly pops out from behind the wall. "Customers. Hi. Hello. How can I help you?" She chirps, smiling brightly.

Katherine leans towards me and whispers, "Gosh, she reminds me of that blonde friend of yours."

"Caroline?"

"Hmm, yeah." She nods before she turns to the lady. "My friend here wants to trim her dead ends." Katherine tells her and the lady nods.

"Sure, follow me this way."

Katherine and I follow her as she stops in front of a black leather seat. I sit down on it as Katherine whispers something in the lady's ear. My eyes furrow in confusion as I watch them interact.

"Where's that lamp post?"

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"I can't believe you told her to do that." I scoff, running my fingers through my straight hair. "Can you blame me? You look awesome." Katherine replies, smiling.

"It's blonde." I mutter, pulling apart the blonde strands. Some strands were brown and some were dyed blonde, but the roots were brown. I actually kind of liked it and it was a good change.

"Thank you, Katherine." I mutter, looking at her with an awkward smile. Katherine just nods before we walk out of the salon. The sun had subsided a bit but there was a gust of wind.

"Why are you being-what's the word-nice? Less meaner?" I ask, looking at Katherine. She shrugs and purses her lips as we walk down the sidewalk to my motel.

"You said Damon called you...what did he say?" I finally ask, letting out a sigh.

"He asked questions about you. A lot. A lot of questions." Katherine replies, crossing her arms.

A comfortable silence fell upon as we got near my motel. "Happy birthday." Katherine blurts out. "Thank you." I mutter, smiling at her.

Suddenly, I'm pushed against a building with a hand clamping down on my wrist. "Finally found you." He whispers in my ear and chills spark down my spine.

"Sick bastard, your mouth smells bad." I cough, turning my head away from him.

"I finally found you, princess. Those two months of hard work really payed off." Klaus whispers, a finger trailing down my cheek.

"You mean Stefan's hard work. I bet he served you the whole time."

That seemed to tick him off because he pulled me away from the wall and slammed me back against it. I groan as my jaw clenches while I stare at him.

"Happy Birthday, princ-"

Once again, I'm sped away from the scene before I trip and roll down the dirt of the forest. I groan and roll on my back, my eyes fluttering open.

"Are you okay?" Katherine asks, looking down at me. "Where are we?" I ask, sitting up as I gaze around the woods. "Still in Chicago, but I saved you before they took you away. You're welcome, by the way." She replies.

"Oh." That's all that came out of me as I stood up on my aching legs.

"Why does he keep calling you princess? What's so princess about you, princess?"

"Yo lamp post, where you at?"

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FIRST CHAPTER YAY!!!!

This is the beginning of a friendship, am I right?!!

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