A.N. I know, as far as writers on here go I suck. I haven't kept up with updates and I haven't even checked this in months. I feel bad, I've been in and out of the hospital and working all the time but hopefully I can stop being a lame and update more, I say this everytime but maybe it will stick. Anyway for all the faithful followers out there, here is the chapter you've all been waiting for. I hope you enjoy

Chapter 10 : Beauty and The Beasts

Charlotte's outfit: chapter_10_beauty_beasts/set?id=156861098

I felt like hell the next morning, I know I shouldn't have spent most of my night crying but I had. I spent an hour on the phone with my twin; sobbing about the horrible things I'd witnessed at the party, She spent a majority of the conversation cursing Klaus' name and begging me to just leave him and come home. I was tempted by the offer but by the time I'd calmed down and had time to think I remembered that Klaus really needed me, I was probably the only person he could trust here not to abandon him and I didn't want to turn my back on him now.

I decided that even though I was going to stay it didn't mean that I couldn't give him the cold shoulder so he knew that I wasn't happy with his actions.

I sat up in my bed and threw the covers to the side, I stumbled over to the clothes I had piled onto one of the chairs and dug through them until I found something I wanted to wear. I paused when I heard Klaus talking, at first I assumed he was just talking to his sister or even Hayley for that matter, but when I heard the voice it was definitely a female that responded just not the two I thought it would be.

It was the girl that Marcel was interested in, Camille or Cami.

I dressed quickly and silently vamp sped to Klaus' door, he made it really easy to eavesdrop by leaving the door to his private apartment ajar. I leaned in as silently as I could and listened to the conversation.

"I don't believe in evil as a diagnosis. I think you have unstable personal relationships, stress-related paranoia, chronic anger issues, fear of abandonment. I think you could benefit from talking to someone. Professionally" I heard Cami say to Klaus.

I frowned at the conversation going on, was he in some sort of therapy session?

"I think I prefer to talk to you. So, I'm going to offer you a job as my stenographer" Klaus replied, amusement laced in his words.

I felt the jealousy race through me at his words, what the hell did he mean he preferred talking to Ms. Psych Major?

"Okay, what are we writing?" Cami asked him in confusion.

I was seething and I wanted nothing more than to burst into the room and demand answers but my curiosity proved to be stronger than the slow boiling anger deep inside me.

"My memoirs, of course. Someone should know my story. And, it will give us time to discuss other riveting subjects, like your handsome suitor, Marcel" Klaus mused.

"Excuse me? My private life is-" Cami started offended.

Klaus cut her short, "Your private life is, as it turns out, essential to my plans. You see, Marcel wants you. And, because of that, he will trust you, which serves me. The thing is, the French Quarter is on the verge of war. On the one side there's me, and on the other, Marcel. Along with a very powerful witch and an army of vampires"

Cami gasped and I could hear her heart speed up in panic as Klaus' words set in,

"What?" She exclaimed.

I hear a thud as Cami's body hit the wall, they were in my view now and Klaus had Cami backed into the wall as he compelled her.

He smirks at her as he compels her, "You're frightened. Don't be"

Cami stares at him in confusion and awe, "I'm not scared anymore. That's... amazing. How did you...?"

Klaus kept the smirk on his face, "It's called compulsion. It's a neat bit of vampire trickery. I'll tell you all about it. But first, let's talk a little more about Marcel"

I'd seen enough and I was angrier at Klaus than I was before, I pushed away from the door and sped down the stairs to the living room where Hayley was lounged on one of the couches flipping through a magazine arguing with one of the quarter witches. Rebekah didn't even look up from the laptop she was staring intently at as she researched something, I walked to one of the many mini bars and poured myself a glass of bourbon before flopping down onto the couch farthest away from the pregnant wolf-girl.

I took a drink from my glass and winced at the warmth and taste as it made its way down my throat. I just wanted to melt into the couch and maybe no one would even notice I was gone. I felt like such a waste of space.

" A lot of women would kill to have a child. It strikes me as odd that you're not taking better care of yours." I heard Rebekah snap at Hayley in annoyance.

I looked over at the werewolf in question with a raised eyebrow, waiting to hear her response to Rebekah's accusation.

" I know a doctor out in the Bayou, off the beaten path. Now, I tookd the liberty of making an appointment for you. Tonight, after-hours, just us. Vampires will never get word of it" The witch coaxed.

Hayley seemed to contemplate it for a moment before rolling her eyes in reluctant agreement.

"Okay, fine. Bayou-baby-doctor it is" She sighed before getting up with the witch and leaving the room.

I rolled my eyes as well and took another swig from my glass.

"Are you some kind of day alcoholic now?" Rebekah asked, not looking away from her screen.

I shrugged, "Your brother has the ability to drive people to drink" I muttered.

Speaking of the devil, he strode into the room right after I spoke and laughed when he saw his sister sitting on her laptop.

"Please, sister, tell me you're not still at it with the internet search. How does one begin, anyway? Just type in 'anonymous attic'?" He mocked.

He poured himself a drink and glanced at me as his sister scoffed at him, I gave him a look of anger back and he narrowed his eyes as hurt flashed across his face before he composed it in a blank mask.

"Someone has to find Elijah, even if I have to search every bloody attic in New Orleans." Rebekah hissed.

"Like looking for a needle in a rather large pile of needles" Klaus drawled.

I rolled my eyes and stood up from the couch, they stopped bickering and looked at me.

"Every where I go it's 'scheming this' and 'killing that' it's getting a little old. Just stop fighting and find Elijah you two are driving me insane" I snapped.

Klaus looked at me in surprise at my small out burst, I downed the rest of my drink before slamming the glass down on the table and stalking past Klaus muttering to them that I "Needed some air"

No one stopped me and Klaus didn't come after me as I left the room in search of something else to get my mind off of all this chaos surrounding me.

Klaus was too busy playing tyrant to remember that he was the reason I was here. He didn't have the time to spend with me and I didn't want to sound like some needy teen, whining about how her boyfriend wasn't around a whole lot.

I was a hybrid for crying out loud, I had been through hell and back in my last relationship and I wasn't going to let this get to me. Klaus would figure out he was pushing me away slowly one way or another but I wasn't going to hang around hoping he'll throw an inkling of attention my way.

I sat outside on the porch swing, texting everyone back in Mystic Falls to get updates on what was going on there and letting them know how everything was going on here. My mom and sister, not so discreetly, begged me to come home again, they were concerned for my safety and I understood that but I just wasn't ready to give up yet.

As I was texting and taking in the surroundings I heard foot steps as someone approached me, I knew it was Klaus before he came into view, standing in front of me with a frown on his face.

"Are you avoiding me?" He demanded.

I rolled my eyes and set my phone down in my lap, " I wonder why I would possibly be avoiding you, especially after last night" I mumbled.

" Everything that happened last night was necessary. I know you don't understand whats at stake here but you will" Klaus insisted.

I glared up at him, "Maybe I don't want to understand how to play these games Klaus. I came here because I wanted to get to know you, I wanted to be with you because I thought it would be better than being without you. So far this has all been some sort of mess and as you're trying to reclaim your city everyone around you is getting shoved to the side. Including me!" I spat bitterly.

Klaus paused as he looked down at me, tears were forming at the corner of my eyes and I did everything I could to hold them back. He opened his mouth to say something but stsoppe before sighing and shaking his head in shame.

I sat back and crossed my arms, looking away from him as he tried to search for something to say.

"I'm sorry Charlotte" I heard him barely whisper.

I looked up at him with my eyebrows raised. He was actually apologizing and I was a little surprised, he hadn't been sorry for any of his actions so far.

He cleared his throat and met my eyes steadily, "I'm sorry for pushing you away but I can't stop what I'm doing here. I need to get my city back, through any means necessary" He continued.

It felt like a slap in the face, I didn't know why but I felt like this was him choosing his crazy mission over me and I'd finally had enough.

I laughed harshly, "Yeah I get it. A few days here and I think I know exactly what kind of person you are. I'm packing my things and going home. Enjoy being King of your city" I growled before getting to my feet and flashing away from the house.

It was a couple hours later and I'd cried my eyes out all over again before finding myself in the French Quarter, it was nightfall and there was some sort of Festival happening. I decided to enjoy myself, Klaus blew up my phone with texts and phone calls, I just ignored every one of them as I wandered the lively streets.

My phone went off again a few minutes later and I rolled my eyes and answered without looking at my phone.

"Look Klaus I don't want to talk to you right now" I hissed.

"Awe trouble in paradise already? " I hear Rebekah mock.

I huffed in annoyance, "How did you get my number and what do you want Rebekah?" I grunted.

"I need you to check on Hayley, I'm a little preoccupied at the moment" She sniffed.

I glared in front of me, "I'm sorry I wasn't aware that I was her fucking babysitter" I snorted.

"Such language. Just check on her and I won't set you on fire while you sleep" Rebekah warned.

"Fine. Where is she?" I raged.

"Some clinic in the Bayou. I don't trust those witches so keep a look out for any suspicious activity" Rebekah directed.

I sighed and hung up the phone before flashing off towards the Bayou. I was almost to the clinic when I caught a scent of Hayley off in the woods, I could hear the foot steps running around in the dark. I frowned, she was supposed to be in the clinic.

I sped off into the dark, I stopped when I came upon Hayley snapping some guys neck. She looked at me, anger on her face.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She grunted.

I glared back at her, "Rebekah told me to come check on you, what the hell is going on?"

"I don't know. Witches,Warlocks or whatever are after me" She growled.

I saw the flashlights in the woods, I looked back at Hayley.

"You need to get out of here now. Run!" I urged.

Hayley looks at me with reluctance, I turn to the flashlights heading my way.

"If I had a dollar for everytime I get pulled into crazy shit I'd be rich" I muttered to myself.

An arrow hits my in the chest right next to my heart, I look down in horror and pain.

"Charlotte!" I hear Hayley yell.

There's something coated on the arrow because I start feeling sleepy and before I know it, I falling towards the ground. My vision going black.

When I came to, I was being carried by someone through the Bayou. I looked up groggily to see Klaus' stubbled jaw. The arrow was out of my chest and already healed, I leaned my head against his shoulder still feeling the affects of whatever drug I was shot with.

"Klaus.." I mumbled fuzzily.

"Shh love. You're safe now" He assured

"Is Hayley okay?" I murmured.

"Yes, Rebekah is with her right now. I found you in the forest by the clinic with an arrow in your chest. I removed it and fed you some of my blood, you scared me tonight" He admitted.

I chuckled quietly, "You're Klaus Mikaelson. You're not scared of anything" I teased.

He let out a slow breath, "I'm scared of you leaving" He whispered.

The loopy feeling I had wore off for a moment as I took in the seriousness of his words. The slight smile on my face faded, I'd almost forgotten our fight earlier.

"Me too" I replied.

We stayed silent the rest of the way back to the car, I just enjoyed the feeling of being in his arms.

Hayley and Rebekah were waiting for us by the car, Klaus set me on my feet and helped me to the car so I could lean against it. He kept his arm around my waist though holding me close to his side.

"Are you okay?" Hayley asked me, to my surprise.

I nodded, "Whatever that stuff was knocked me out good. How did you get away? We were out numbered" I inquired.

"I think it was the wolf. I think it's trying to protect me" She answered quietly.

Klaus angrily points at Hayley, "The witches were supposed to be protecting you! When I get my hands on Sophie Deveraux-"

"It wasn't Sophie-" Rebekah argued.

"It was Agnes" Hayley finished.

"Fine. Agnes! Sophie, I'll slaughter the lot of them!" Klaus seethed.

"Not if Elijah gets there first" Rebekah surmised.

"Elijah? did you find him?" I asked.

"He's been in touch, he has a plan all that he asks is that we take care of Hayley" Rebekah explained.

Hayley smiled at Rebakahs words, "Hey, so... can we go home now? I'd really like to sleep for a few days..." She grimaced.

We all piled into the car and drove back towards the plantation, I sat in the passenger seat as Klaus drove, I looked out the window thinking to myself. I felt someone take my hand, I looked down to see Klaus' hand on mine, I entwined our fingers and gave him a slight squeeze. I met his eyes and he gave me one of those rare dimpled smiles, I smiled back at him and for that moment everything felt okay. But I knew that it wouldn't last and I needed to decide how I was going to deal with it.