It's a dark night, as I look out the window of my big home silently in New Orleans. I can't help but be deep in thought. My hybrid that I made love to once, Hayley, is pregnant with my child. All I've ever wanted is a family. Now I'm going to be a father. I'm scared though, because I've always lived up to the names others called me. A monster. An abomination. I don't know how to be a father.
Elijah, my elder brother, goes to stand next to me.
“What is it?” he asks, as he looks out the window.
“I'm going to be a father,” I state.
“Isn't that what you want? You've always wanted a family, Niklaus. Now you've got one.”
“It's not that simple, Elijah. It can't be.”
“And why not?”
“Because things have never been simple for us.”
“You're looking for a reason to not have a family, when there isn't one.”
“You clearly don't understand, dear brother,” I say.
“Then make me see your point, Niklaus. Enlighten me.”
I think of what to say to let him see how this is a problem. I can't be a father to a child, when I never really had a father. Mikael was one of the many that called me an abomination, instead of seeing me as one of his children. Words will not come to me to help Elijah see exactly what I mean.
“Very well then,” Elijah says, before he walks away.
I continue to look out the window.
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