CORAS EYES FLUTTER OPEN, feeling something on her chest. A soft groan escapes her lips and she looks down to see Klaus' head rested on her chest, her hand tangled in his hair and her body naked. She softly scratches his hair before lightly pushing his body off hers, getting up and quickly slipping on her undergarments then his blouse.

She runs a hand through her hair and makes it to the bathroom, her body a bit sore. Cora splashes the cold water to her face before brushing her teeth and fixing up her hair before turning around and walking out the bedroom, softly rubbing her eyes with her steps lazy, not paying mind to how she's walking.

Cora makes it to the stairs and makes her way down, humming to the usual classical music playing in the mansion. It appeared that Elijah and Rebekah weren't back yet, leaving her and Klaus alone again except, now he was sleeping.

As she saunters around the house in boredom, she walks into Klaus' painting room, the one she showed her the night of the ball. She purses her lips, looking around and then she notices a canvas that wasn't done yet. She raises a brow and walks over to the canvas, eyebrows shooting in surprise.

It was a painting of herself, the sides of her face blue and she looked like a mermaid-or siren with elfy ears. She gaped at it, the painting was beautiful, she was too caught up in the details to notice someone walking over to her, wrapping their arms around her waist. "What do you think..?"

"It's beautiful."

Klaus smiles and takes her hand, pulling out a canvas and making her stand in front of it. He wore pants, no top. "Could you paint?" He whispers, putting a paintbrush in her hands.

"Not quite, no." Cora frowns and he smiles, almost pleased with the news. He turns her around and places his hand over hers, dipping the brush in dark blue before making a stripe over the canvas. He leans closer to her ears, one arm around her waist. "Painting is a metaphor for control." He whispers, smirking as shivers travel down her spine.

His hand continues to guide hers. "Every choice is mine," he whispers and she watches as the blue paint manages to turn into a lake so quickly. "The canvas, the color."

"You paint because you want to be in control."

Klaus looks at her to see her raising a brow. "It's always been a passion of mine. Also because art taught me that ones vision can be achieved with a sheer force of will."

Klaus sets the paintbrush down and takes her hand, spinning her before pulling her back to his chest. Cora smiles, listening to the classical music before looking at Klaus as he softly sways his body with hers. "The attack on my father should be soon, we only need to find him." He whispers.

"Meaning I can..."

"Yes, you could leave for Harvard."

Cora smiles at him. "Come with me." His eyebrows shoot up in surprise. "I wouldn't miss the opportunity for Harvard but I don't want to leave you. If everything goes as it should," she takes a deep breath and Klaus notices how her eyes hesitated for a moment, as if she was keeping something from him, "Then why not come with me?"

"And if I agree?"

"Then I'm all yours." Cora smiles and Klaus could feel his heart beat just as fast as hers.

Klaus smirks at her. "Alright only under one condition." He whispers.

"Which is?"

Klaus leans closer to her ear. "Let me show you what the world has to offer you. Right after college, I'll show you everything.."  Cora smiles merely at him and he sighs. "You're keeping something from me. Fess up."

Cora frowns and just as he was expecting a reply, Rebekah and Elijah rush in. "I think you two should hurry and come see this." Rebekah said, speeding away with Elijah.

Klaus looks at Cora and he grabs her, speeding her over to where they went and Cora gasps at the sight, eyes stinging with tears as Klaus attempts to hide her view by stepping in front of her but it was too late, she had already seen it.

Maximus's dead body was on the ground, his head on a stick with blood oozing around the barn. Coras hand flies over her mouth and she hurries to a corner, vomiting in disgust (shes not pregnant) while the siblings share looks.

When Cora stands up, Elijah hands her an handkerchief which she takes, wiping the vomit from her lips then looking at the rest. "He wants to end this once and for all." Rebekah whispers.

"So then we shall, as family." Elijah smiles lightly at Cora and her eyebrows shoot up.

Suddenly, they smell smoke and Cora sniffs the air. "Fire." Klaus mutters and immediately, he looks at Cora with wide eyes.

"Come out here Niklaus!" They heard Mikaels taunting voice. "Let's end this once and for all!"

Klaus looks at them all before speeding away, only to come back with a parchment and pencil. He quickly writes stuff down before showing it to them.

Elijah and I will distract him, Rebekah take Cora away.

Rebekah nods and Cora takes a step forward, wrapping her arms around him before leaning closer to his ear. "Under the mattress of my bed." She whispers, eyes filled with tears as he stares at her in confusion but she only gives him a soft smile, pecking his lips before Rebekah grabs her.

Coras felt panic course through her, she didn't know what to do but now, she knew it was the night. Rebekah grabs her as she felt her heart beating so fast to the point, she was surprised it didn't just jump out of her chest. How did she go from painting with Klaus to running off with Rebekah.

Rebekah had taken her to her old house and she looks around. "Get anything you need and hurry up, Cora. We haven't got much time." She whispers.

Cora quickly grabs her brothers belongings, her necklace turn she turned around. "I'm ready." Just then, Rebekahs neck was snapped and snd paused to see Mikael standing there.

He smiled mockingly at her surprise and fearful look. "But-but you were in the mansion..."

"Don't be naive." Mikael saunters forward and she frowns. "It's an illusion spell. I wish death upon my son but I want him to feel the pain he caused me when he killed the love of my life! What is you people say? An eye for an eye?"

Her eyes widen and she immediately began running, grabbing a sword and then he appeared in front of her making her gasp in surprise before driving the sword through his stomach without hesitance and pushing the sword more in until it hits the wall and he groans.

Cora took that as an advantage to run and she did, she opened her door but there Mikael stood, without hesitance, he swings the sword and it slashes her neck making her gaps the last few air before backing away, stumbling over her feet and falling to the ground as more blood escapes her neck, she couldn't seem to do anything but choke while Mikael smirked, knowing he took the one thing Klaus truly loved.

Mikael sped away when Klaus appeared and the hybrid tried to enter once he smelled the blood of the love of his life but the threshold held him back. That's when he remembered.

She never invited him in.

"Cora, let me in! I'll heal you!" He yelled, tears threatening to spill and he listened to her heartbeat slowly slowing down.

"I-I love yo..."

Klaus frowns, feeling as if his heart was going to shatter. He shouldn't have left her alone. "Don't do this to me, Cora! Invite me in!" He demanded as more blood poured around her.

"Co-come-" she couldn't speak, the pain was overwhelming, not to mention her throat was slit.

Just then, the threshold disappeared but she never invited him.

Cora Salvatore never invited Niklaus Mikaelson in her house and here he was, inside without her wishes and that only happens in one way. In one way.

She died.

Klaus sped by her side and rested her on his lap, her eyes closed and he let out a sob. "No..no, no." He whispers, urgently biting into his wrist and shoving it to her lips but her eyes remain closed with her neck slit, not healing. "Drink...please." His voice cracks, resting her head on his chest.

His wrist heals making him bite into it again and placing it over her lips. "Come on, Cora, wake up, wake up now!" He demands, refusing to believe she's dead but her body didn't move. Her lifeless body laid in his arms with her blood all over his clothes. "Don't leave me...I love you." He whispers and he could hear Rebekah waking up.

He begins holding her tightly. "Nik..?" Rebekah asks, her voice sounding heartbroken. She immediately speeds by his side and looks at Cora with a frown before breaking into tears.

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Authors note: wanted a book where the oc dies🤷‍♀️ it's not supposed to be sad, just realistic yk?
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