Chapter Nine: Typical Young Love
"I am not going to leave you alone, when you are obviously upset!" Elijah shot back, annoyed with her response. He was tired of her anger, or her hostility, of her sassy remarks. He couldn't believe he had actually agreed to marry this woman, who by now he was certain that she was insane.
"I am not upset!" she hissed back at him, then lowered her voice when she saw a pair of twin girls staring at her curiously. "Now if you excuse me, I'm going to visit my friend, Mr. Mikaelson."
Before Katherine could walk another step, Elijah asked casually. "I know I haven't asked you officially Miss Katherine, but since I heard your mother bragging to Mrs. Briggs. I must ask will you be accepting my proposal?"
"No, I will not be accepting your proposal, not now, not ever." She said firmly. "Why did you ask me? I was certain that I wasn't the pure, innocent girl you were expecting."
Elijah gritted his teeth. "It was just a simple question, will you accept or not?"
"And you already heard my answer, no I will not accept to marry a man, who has probably never kissed a woman in his stiff and boring and proper life!"
Elijah grabbed her firmly by the waist and pulled her forward as he tried to kiss her. Katherine turned her face to the side and refused to turn around until he let her go.
Elijah looked at her with a combination of annoyance and hostility. "So you will kiss Damon as much as he pleases, but you won't kiss me. I think I know now the kind of men you attract, Miss Pierce."
Elijah felt the sharp, sting of a slap against his cheek.
When he looked back in front of him Katherine's face was flushed bright red with anger, her brown eyes were bright and even he could tell that she was holding back the tears. She lowered her hand.
"Katherine, I'm sorry-"
"I not interested in hearing your apology." She replied coldly. "And don't you dare speak to me again."
Katherine ran as fast as she could. She would not let the tears pour down her face, she would not let anyone see her cry. Henry and the carriage would be long gone by now, but she was glad. She could run faster than the carriage, she guessed. Besides at this moment it felt good to run, she needed to get out this anger from her chest.
She was just glad that everyone else was so busy preparing the festivals that they didn't pay attention to her at all.
When she finally reached her house she found out that her new pink skirt was covered in dust and dirt. Elijah needed to buy her a new dress. She didn't wait for the butler to open the door, she turned the handle and grabbed the messy skirts as she forced herself to climb up the stairs towards her room.
Bonnie who had been polishing silverware looked up startled. "Miss, Miss Katherine, are you all right?"
Katherine ignored Bonnie's concern look as she hurried up the stairs and closed the door of her room. She sat at the edge of her bed and grabbed a small, violet pillow and squeezed it tight, letting her anger dissolve. Damn him, damn him. She hated him, she hated him, and she felt the tears pour down her face. First he had tried to kiss her and then he had basically called her a whore.
She dropped the pillow on the floor and she cleaned up the tears. She wasn't going to cry over Elijah anymore.
A moment pause before Caroline nervously and awkwardly looked up from her lap which she had been staring at for the past fifteen minutes ever since she had arrived at the Pierce's home. Katherine had sent a message with Bonnie and asked her to come over to her house instead.
But so far neither girl had utter a single word.
Caroline bit her lip. Maybe this was time to share her news.
"I-"they both began.
"You can share first," Caroline offered generously.
Katherine sighed. "I've been proposed to," Caroline raised an eyebrow. "By Elijah Mikaelson."
Caroline's blue eyes widened. "What? When? How? I thought you didn't like him!"
"I don't." Katherine corrected her friend, a little irritated by Caroline's childish excitement. "And I already told him I wasn't going to accept."
Caroline looked disappointed. "But why not? I know you have your differences, but he seems to be a nice person, Katherine."
"He seems to be," Katherine said bitterly. "Except yesterday when I came to see you, he was there. We argued a bit and then he tried to kiss me, but I didn't let him. He got upset and basically told me I was only good for men like Damon. He doesn't like Damon."
"Does he know that you and Damon-"
"He saw us kiss once." She said. "But it doesn't matter anymore. Damon just got engaged to Elena Gilbert and he didn't even tell me."
Caroline squeezed her hand sympathetically. "I'm sorry, Katherine. There are no good men anymore."
Katherine shook her head. "Let's not talk about it anymore. It's giving me a migraine what's your news?"
Caroline took a deep breath before she nervously announce. "It turns out my dad didn't leave us enough money when he died." She whispered. "I don't have much money left, we are basically going into poverty."
-End of Chapter Nine-
