Just Breathe

Just thought that I'd like to have my first FanFiction on Kliona, since there aren't very many. :( Set around after Grim Grotto. Just forget Penultimate Peril and The End ever existed, which I know, is hard to do. ;)

Rated T for language. :)

'Moving on is a simple thing, what it leaves behind is hard.'

Chapter 1. Hard to Move On.

"KLAUS!"

I jerked awake, my head hurting more than it ever had. I sat up, ignoring Violet's voice. I rubbed my forehead. Another day stuck in this stupid submarine. Every day was the same, my sisters would always try to talk to me about the randomest of things, but I'd always ignore it. I wasn't doing very much these days. Eat, sleep, drink, go to the bathroom. All I needed to live. As far as I'm concerned, socializing with your sisters is not what I needed to live. I sat up, looking at the room I was in every day, every hour. There was a crooked table in the far left of the room, with tidal charts, maps, and books about fungi. To my right was a dresser filled with more books about fungi, and a photograph of a person I was trying so hard to forget. All these things were left untouched. It was me that set this room out of order. I didn't belong here. I never had.

"KLAUS!"

I guess it was time to answer my sister. I got up from the bed, and started walking to the door. I was looking at the floor, remembering all the unforgettable memories that happened. Good and bad. I was still looking down on the floor, not knowing I reached the door, which resulted in my ass on the floor.

"Damn door." I said, kicking it on my way out.

I went to the main room, which was filled with more maps, tidal charts, and devices my older sister came up with. I had no idea what they were supposed to do, and for once, I didn't care. I looked across the room, meeting the eyes of Violet and Sunny. Violet looked so much older than she was. Her face was beautiful, so much like our mother's. But her eyes, suffering from heartbreak and missed chances, looked like they belonged to somebody else. Oh God, I'd do anything for her to have those eyes smiling again. Sunny. Dear Sunny, who suffered from so much tragedies for such a young age. And it was all because of one vicious man.

"Yeah?" I ask, not meeting my siblings' faces anymore.

"Joadsad." Sunny said, her face revealing nothing.

"Sunny's right, Klaus." Violet said, eyeing me up and down. Sunny meant something along the lines of, "You better get your ass out of that damn room or so help me, I'd love to push you out of this submarine." Or something like that.

I sighed. So many times did they bring this up. I looked up. "I know what you two are going to say. And truth is, I'm fine. Really I am."

"Bull, we're done taking all this crap from you. All you do is linger in Fiona's room." Violet said, ignoring the pain on my face as she said Fiona's name. "Not even books can't fix this problem. Why can't you get it through your head that Fiona betrayed us. Klaus, she may have saved us from Olaf, but she sure as hell did not come back. She's with Olaf, now. Don't you realize? She hurt all of us. Why can't you -"

I didn't get to hear the rest. And I didn't even need to. Violet wasn't even done talking and I already got up, ignoring the pain on both of my sisters' faces. I was walking wherever my feet could take me, and before I knew it, I ended up in my favorite mycologist's room. Again. I kicked the wall.

"DAMMIT!" Everything was wrong. Fiona left. With my heart. I missed her, I loved her. And all she did was step on my heart. I can't forget her. I can't. I started to feel hot tears come out, but I wiped them away childishly. Screw that. I grabbed Fiona's blanket and fell asleep.