"You can't pick and choose when you want me alive." She screams. "I am not your toy."
A Klaus Mikaelson fanfiction
Did you think that I would let you, crawl right back into my bedroom? After everything we've been through. Come on. Come on. Damn your such a.
- is nothing more, to hear you knocking at my door. If I could see your face once more, I'd die a happy man I'm sure.