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Author: BrownEyesKEW(twitter)
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She wasn't answering her cell phone, the home phone or even emails. But why not? Why would she not answer her own husband? He had her passport. Her credit cards, even if she had left he would have known. Maybe he was panicking. Maybe it was just his subconscious finally making itself known.
'Hey you selfish bastard you fucked up so if your wife left you, you'd deserve it!'
He would rather it go away again. Klaus was wrapped up in his inner turmoil he didn't hear the creaky door of his back office open.
"Klaus?" A soft voice echoed throughout the room. He groaned, the last thing he needed was to see Caroline.
"Hello love," he strained a smile, or what he intended to be a smile as it came out as more of a grimace. She smiled, not releasing he was in no mood for her.
"I missed you!" She squealed like a school girl in love, running towards him in her six-inch black 'fuck me' heels.
"We talked this morning." He told her slightly irritated as she hugged him tightly, her breast squished against his chest.
"I know but I still missed you, how's the wife?" She asked pulling away from him, her green eyes on him like a snake's on its prey. Her well manicured hands ran up and down his arms, sending goosebumps on his exposed arms. Caroline became deadly when she was jealous.
"Caroline, we need to talk." He told her, completely ignoring her pass statement. Her eyes softened slightly but she remained stoic.
"About?"
"This."
"Us."
"This is not going to work. It needs to end." She slapped him. He held her wrists to her hips, his blue eyes turned icy within an instant.
"Don't you ever hit me again, love." Caroline felt fear, for the first time in her relationship with Klaus she felt pure and utter fear. It just goes to show how little she knew him.
"I'll tell her. She'll find out about us." He laughed humorlessly.
"Oh darling, I think she already knows." He couldn't control the sadness that came over him. If Bonnie left him...he didn't even want to form the thought but it formed itself. Bonnie might have left him. He didn't know for sure though. It wasn't a fact, it could just be him being paranoid. Yes, it was him being paranoid.
"-are you even listening to me Klaus!" Caroline screeched gripping his t-shirt. Her long nails most likely tearing small holes into it.
"No! Caroline I was not, would you like to know why?" She had enough sense to know it was rhetorical question and to stay silent. "Because there's a woman out there that I love, that loved me before-" he scowled and gestured to her."-this, and now she might have left me. So forgive me Caroline if you are not the center of my universe. She was! Our child was! My child is!" Tears ran down her face and his throat burned, almost as much as his heart. Using his trembling hand he took out a small pill bottle from his desk draw and swallowed it down with his shot of whiskey.
"Klaus...are you okay?" Call her dumb, possibly a little dense but she couldn't see the man in pain. If this bitch didn't want him he had her. Ready and waiting. Waiting for him, wanting to provide a family. A home. Anything.
"Get out of here Caroline. Just leave." His tone was softer but Caroline got the idea. Giving him one last kiss on his forehead she walked out, tears running down her perfect face make-up totally ruined
"Momma, can I have that doll?" It broke her heart to deny her little Steffie anything but she had to conserve the money. They only needed the bare essentials.
"I'm sorry baby, next time I'll buy it for you, okay?" Her baby girl beamed at her and nodded furiously, her tumble of curls bouncing as she did so. But there won't be a next time, they had to keep moving after they rested up they'd be out of this little one-horse town they came across and on their way to Virginia. Hiking Stefanie onto her back she speed-walked her way to the motel, the earlier they slept the earlier they might be able to slip out without the manger noticing and get on a train out.
Running in heels was not the wisest decision she ever made. 'Just like the cigarette hurts, just like the whiskey burns, I guess I'm never gonna learn.' She thought, remembering who had said that line to her once. Bonnie shook her head. It was best she forgot about Nik, forgot about how much she loved him. Missed him, needed him. When he went on his trips she used to sleep in his old torn up Henley just because she missed his scent.
"Momma?" A breathe hitched in Bonnie's throat as she sniffed and wiped her nose with the back of her hand.
"Yeah baby?" Her daughter gave no response but just hugged her instead. Her little arms squeezing around her waist. Bonnie hugged her back and wept into her daughter's soft curls. She needed this comfort. Her daughter didn't deserve to be apart of her father's life style nor did she. This was not a choice. It was a duty..
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One Week Later
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"Well your gonna have to try harder!" Klaus yelled, his face grew pink as he slammed his hand down on his desk, making his 'workers' cringe.
"Sir, we're doing our best..."
"Then your best is not enough, you get out there and you do not come back unless you have my wife and child." Maddox, Luca and Gretel(I can't remember her name please tell me!) all nodded, and left the back room office quickly leaving Klaus alone with his thoughts. A frightening combination. His demons came out when he was alone. Bonnie was the only one that quelled them. She would come to him, drift into his space and comfort him. Tugging on his hair before he withdrew a pack of cigarettes. Bonnie would kill him if she knew he was smoking again. He chuckled as he exhaled a halo of smoke. There's a lot of things Bonnie would kill him for if she knew.
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He ran his fingers through his caramel hair and squinted his eyes at the approaching figures. His brother coughed beside him, Stefan jabbed him in his ribs. As the figure drew closer, Stefan's eyes widen.
"Bonnie?"
"Hey Stefan, long time no see eh?" Her voice wasn't as cheerful as she meant it to be, Stefan glanced downwards. It was a miniature Bonnie looking back at him, expect she had blue eyes. Eyes of an old ally.
"Silas, I'll be back in a few." His twin chuckled and looked over Bonnie. He patted his brother on his back.
"I'll tell Damon not to wait up." And he left.
"What are you doing here?" She laughed whilst playing with mini-Bonnie's hair, who held onto the material of Bonnie's long white hippie skirt.
"I need your help." He could tell she wasn't the same Bonnie. The one with fire in her eyes and moonlight in her hair.
"Anything." He would do anything to get that Bonnie back.
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