Nyra's POV
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THE NEXT DAY, I was heading to the boarding house because Elena texted me to meet her at the boarding house saying that she had undaggered Elijah.

Elena was sitting up against the wall, still watching over Elijah's dead body.

"Good, he's still dead." I spoke, her head turned towards me, a look of determination on her face.

"Now we can slip the dagger back in and be on our way." I reached out to take it, but she pulled it away.

"No." She just said, just like that, not even considering it.

"Por favor?"

"What?"

"Please?" I translated, I realised my twin was in no joking mood.

"No."

I narrowed my brows, "No?"

"No."

"Right. That's it. I've had enough, I'm telling." I said as I stood up.

"What?"

"I hate to be a snitch, but....oh who am I kidding. I love snitching." I laughed to myself as I tried to walk out the room, but she blocked my exit.

"We don't want this to turn ugly, twin."

"C'mon Nyra!"

"Don't 'c'mon Nyra' me! You get me into trouble every time and I go along with it because I'm a good twin, but no more!"

"Ny-"

"If you don't get out of my way—".

"Please!" She dared to cut me off.

"No."

She glared at my response.

"That's right, I'm the one saying no, now." If looks could kill, my twin would be getting locked up for my murder right now.

"Now if you'll be so kindly to get out of my way...." Elijah's body lurched upwards. "Put the dagger in! Put the dagger in!"

It was the hardest words I had to utter.

The man was gorgeous, even dead....that's pretty messed up, isn't it?

"Elijah." Elena spoke calmly, placing her hand on his chest.

"No, twin." I said sternly. "Don't do it....I'm warning you..."

"Katerina." He gasped as he continued to pant.

"I knew it! I knew this was a bad idea" I threw my hands in the air.

"Nyra, SHH!"

"Don't you shush me, you....twin." I said slowly at the end. I almost slipped out another word, and luckily I caught myself.

"Elijah. It's me. It's Elena." She said before pausing, "And Nyra."

"This stress isn't good for my health, Elena!"

"Oh, my god." Elijah uttered and his body withered in pain.

It then went still and then started to turn gray again.

I stood back and watched as his body began plopped.

"I can't....I can't breathe." He wrenched over.

"What's happening to me?"

"Don't look at me, she's the one who took the dagger out." I said, pointing at Elena who stared back at me.

"What? I'm not taking the blame yet again for your mistake!" Whilst my twin and I were arguing, Elijah try to leave the basement, but ended up running into the wall. I actually laughed.

"Nyra." Elena hissed.

I can't do anything without this woman getting angry at me.

"I can't....I can't....I can't be in this house." He choked on his own words.

"Wait, you're not invited in." I hit my head with my hand in a duh motion.

"Get me out of here." Elijah asked of us. He tried to run again, but once more ran into the wall until finally he was out. I ran after Elena up the stairs and to the front door. We got there and Elijah did not look very happy.

"Hi..." I said awkwardly. He tried to race in, but as he wasn't invited, he couldn't. I leaned against the door frame with a smug look on my face.

I'm just going to assume for argument sake that he wanted to get in to whisk me away and fulfil my daydream. You never know, it could be true!

"What happened?" He asked as he stared between the two of us.

Elena put her finger over her lips, "Shh." She pointed upstairs and then at her ear, "I'll tell you, but not here." He stared back at us, "Can I trust you?"

"Can I trust you?" He whispered back.

"You can't trust me!" Elena sighed and slowly handed him the dagger. "Oh what are you doing?" I said in confusion. Elijah took it from her and enclosed it in his hand.

"Let's go." Elena nodded at me.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Nyra-"

"I'm sorry but this time I can't get dragged into one of your schemes." I told her hoping that she would let me leave. I was left very confused with my visions from last night. I really wish that she would stop trying to get herself killed, but nooo, she went with Elijah.

I guess it's snitch time.

I took a deep breath. "STEFAN!" I yelled. "STEFAN!" I ran up the stairs and into his room. "STEEEEEEFFFFFFFAAAANNNN!"

"What's wrong?"

"Elena....Elijah..." I said, energetically .

He quickly raced out of the room and down into the basement, I presume.

I went down the stairs to meet Andie, Damon's toy, on the landing. "Hey, what's going on?" She asked me.

"Nothing." I answered casually, fainting on the couch, trying not to let the annoyance within show.

"Hi, sweetie." Damon entered the room, I rolled my eyes. He stopped when he saw me, "You never came to bed last night." He teased.

"Yeah, I got a better offer." I replied smoothly.

"Like who?"

"Someone, not you." Like I said, Smooth...

"So how are you, Adnyra?" She asked as if she was now trying not to let the hatred show.

"I'm as good as a doppelganger can be." I answered.

As if to get back at me, he kissed Andie. "I'm so hungry, Andie." He pouted, "Can I grab a bite to eat?"

"Not today, you took too much last time and I didn't feel well."

"Nyra, how about you?"

"You are not going anywhere near my blood." I replied, turning away from the annoying couple.

"But you must be so tasty." Damon moaned as he leaned over me and smelled my neck, and gave it a quick kiss.

"Stop it!" It tickled! As I opened my eyes to push Damon off, I saw the hate strong in Andie's eyes. Took all the strength I had not to stick my tongue out at her. "I probably taste disgusting! You know with my werewolf blood and all." I whispered the last part.

"Elena's gone." Stefan re-appeared from the basement with a panic look on his face.

"So?" Damon replied.

"So is Elijah."

"Oh no, she didn't." Both men looked at me.

"Don't look at me! I told her it was a bad idea, I tried to stop her." I said firmly. Stefan got out his phone and tried to ring Elena.

"I'm surprised you didn't go with her." Damon commented.

"I didn't want to. I didn't think it was a good idea." I replied. Hoping he wouldn't notice that I was lying and that it was actually another reason. "I don't always follow her lead you know." He gave me a look, "What? I don't!"

"We need to talk." Stefan hung up the phone and said to Damon.

"Ok. Nyra amuse Andie."

"What? I want to be in this serious discussion too."

"Well, you can't."

"Yes, I can. Stefan's right, you don't get to make decisions about me."

"I beg to differ."

"No. Remember when I invited you in, you said you'd listen to me."

"What I say and do are two very different things, Adnyra."

"Don't Adnyra me, you promised!"

"I'm afraid I don't recall."

"I do! I definitely do recall a promise!"

"Do what you both love to do, talk about me." He flashed a smile and went off with Stefan.

"Don't you leave me!" I yelled after him. "Damon!" Too late, he was gone. I turned to Andie awkwardly, I don't think we had seen each other since the first time we met. I scratched the back of my head awkwardly and cleared my throat.

"So..." She spoke.

"So....how's it going?"

"Going good. Damon's taking me-"

"Yeah, I don't care. I am going....to go this way." I told her and went up to Damon's room. I rested for a little before Damon came into the room.

"Up you get." He pulled on my arm.

"Leave me alone, promise destroyed."

"Get over it, you're coming with me."

"I don't recall getting over things easily." I muffled into his pillow.

"Up you get." He swung his arm underneath me and lifted my up easily.

"What are you doing? Where are you taking me?" I asked as he practically dragged me from the room.

"You're coming with me and Andie."

"No, I'm not." I told him and pulled my arm from him. My legs kicked in the air. "Put me down!"

"C'mon, it will be a good opportunity for you two to become friends."

"I don't want to become friends." I tried to walk away, but he pulled me back to him. "No! I don't want to go with you!"

"Too bad." He continued to pull me along with him.

"I have rights! Thanks to the suffragettes I have rights!"

"Damon." Stefan appeared and stood between me and Damon. "I said, back off."

"She's coming with me, Stefan."

"She said she doesn't want to."

"You don't get to make the decision regarding Nyra." Damon said sternly, his eyes flashing with anger.

"I get to make decision about Nyra!" I spoke, but was ignored.

"You're right. But she does. And she doesn't want to go with you."

Damon was not happy, at all. The awkward brother rivalry was interrupted by my phone. "Hello?"

"Nyra, it's me." I felt so relieved to hear Jenna's voice. "Where are you all? Elena? Jeremy? No one's answering their phones."

"Erm, I'm with Damon and Elena's out, Jeremy's probably with Bonnie. Is everything alright?"

"Can you explain to me why she left me all these weird messages telling me to stay away from Ric?" She asked.

"Well, no, but you should listen. Are you at home?"

"Yeah, I'm in the kitchen. What's going on, Nyra? I'm suppose to meet Ric at the Grill in an hour for lunch to talk."

"No, no, no, nooo." I quickly said, "Do not, I repeat, do not do that."

"Why? I don't understand-"

"Nooo.....Jenna, repeat after me, No Ric!"

"But why? There has to be-"

"Ric is a big no, no, no, no!"

"I don't-"

"NOOOOOO."

"Nyra!"

"I'm coming home, just don't do anything. Stay there, don't go meet Ric. I repeat, don't meet Ric, no to the meeting of Ric." I hung up the phone.

"I'd love to lend you a hand, but you wouldn't want me to do anything stupid." Damon said resentfully to Stefan.

"That's enough, Damon." I said to him.

"Are you seriously going to be like this?" Stefan asked him.

"You and your girlfriend are calling the shots. I'm just backing off." Stefan scoffed and walked from the room.

"Not too late to change your mind. Join the good team." Damon said, gesturing to him and Andie.

"Despite what you think, you're not helping." I said harshly.

"What am I trying to do, Nyra?" He said sarcastically.

"You're trying to control me!"

"I'm trying to keep you alive." He snapped back.

"I need to make my own choices, they aren't always going to be great, but I need to make them." I told him. "And right now, I have to make sure Jenna doesn't get hurt."

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Great."

"Splendid." Kind of ruined out fight there. On that serious 'Splendid' I walked away.

I got in the car with Stefan and we headed over to Jenna.

Would we tell her everything?

How could we?

How would she take it?

I was basically going to wing this whole thing. I had no clue what to do.

If my stupid twin hadn't gone off with that damn good looking original, she could help.

Bitch better be keeping her hands to herself right now!

"Oh Jenna you're home!" I put my arms around her and hugged her as she answered the door.

"Thank you for actually listening to me. I'm glad one of us has some sense around here." Stefan walked in behind me.

"Uh, Nyra-"

"No, it's ok. She doesn't listen to me, but I really appreciate this Jenna-"

"But-"

"No, no. I owe you an explanation." I cut her off.

"Thing is-"

"Listen, with everything-"

"There is-"

"Jenna, I haven't been honest-"

"Hi, Adnyra. Stefan."

Eh?

I turned around, "AH!" I jumped upon seeing Alaric, well Klaus.

He had beaten us here and boy did he look smug about it.

Stefan stepped between us, as I shot my head in Jenna's direction, "What part of do not meet Alaric do you not get! It was a simple request!"

"He came over-"

"I don't care! You slam the door in his face!"

"What is going on with you, Nyra?"

"I am just fed up of being ignored like this!" I clenched the bridge of my nose.

"Perhaps we should move this into the kitchen." Klaus stated, calmly. He and Stefan eyed each other manly, seizing each other's potential threat. Jenna went past next and I went last. I tried to seize him up like Stefan did, but it was probably the most pathetic attempt to him as he let out a low chuckle at me doing so.

He placed Alaric's hand, on my lower back and leaned in so his lips pressed against my temple. Nor Jenna or Stefan could see. "Mmm, Adnyra." He purred into my ear and i visibly and audibly gagged.

"Someone smells-"

"Don't." I said in a bored tone. "I get it, you want to eat me." He put his arm across me so I couldn't move any further.

"That's only one of the things, love." I shrugged uneasily against him. "I must say, you have a rather, appealing scent about you."

"I understand that you have some sort of fascination with me, but leave Jenna out of it." I hissed to him.

"I'm merely just taking an interest in my girls." He answered.

"We're not you're girls, mate." I answered back cockily. I pulled out of his grasp and made sure I was standing between him and Jenna. I watched his every move cautiously. Especially once he started to move behind our kitchen counter.

He sported a very twisted and creepy smile before heading over to the chopping board.

"You know, I find chopping calming." He started. and that made me move to stand next to Jenna.

"Feel of the blade in the hand maybe."

I looked between us all, "Well, this is a bit weird."

"I'm still waiting for someone to tell what the hell's going on." Jenna spoke.

"Well, would you like to tell her, Nyra?" He looked over in my direction. "Stefan?" His gaze finally turned away from me in what felt like forever. "Or should I?"

"Tell me what?"

"Do you believe in vampires, Jenna?" He asked her, she looked at him like he was crazy.

"Can you believe this guy? How disrespectful! I am so insulted right now. C'mon Jenna, we don't need to hear about his fetishes! In fact, we should storm out of here right here! Right now! C'mon!" I tried to make this happen, but she stood firm and continued to stare bewildered at Klaus.

"No?" He laughed. "Well, who does, right?"

I didn't like where he was going with this.