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Chapter 11

"Compulsion," he said sounding a bit tired, "It's call compulsion. Have you been taking Vervain?" Huh? What the hell is that?

"Ver-what?" I asked him frowning lightly, "I have no idea what that is."

"Have you been eating or drinking anything made by Elena or her friends?" he tried again.

"I'm to scared that she's going to dose me with sleeping pills," I admitted, "To keep me in the house and out of her supernatural drama. So, no."

"Harsh," he said in surprise.

"Truth hurts," I replied diplomatically, "And if that's compulsion, your brother attempted it several times. Never worked." Klaus was about to reply when Elena's blonde friend Caroline came in.

"There you are," she said slightly out of it, "We were worried sick about you, come on I'll take you back to Elena's." I stared at her blankly.

"It's fine, I'll walk back later," I said waving her off, "I'm going to finish my milkshake and my conversation first." She looked from me to Klaus and almost groaned.

"Seriously… why is always me?" she muttered under her breath, "He and Elena don't get along, so it's a bad idea for you to hang out because he'll hurt you to get to her."

"Now love," he interrupted, "I resent that remark, I might begin to think that you don't care for me at all."

"You mean you resemble that remark," Caroline scoffed, "And you keep forgetting, I don't like you." He laughed.

"Well I'll just have to try harder then wont I?" he asked smirking, "And I'm not going to hurt my new friend here, Mina is actually good fun. In this town that's pretty hard to find." She huffed and whirled around leaving us to ourselves. I held out my fist and he gazed at it puzzled. Huffing a sigh I forced one of his hands into a fist and bumped it against mine.

"She likes you," I chirped happily, "Hates that she does, is in complete denial about it, and squishes it down until it's the smallest thought at the back of her mind but she does."

"Ok that's it," Klaus said turning to face me fully, "One how the bloody hell do you know things like that, and two what was the whole…" He mimed fist bumping.

"Well one, I'm damn good," I said with pride, "And two, that was a fist bump. A twenty-first century sign of success."

"We're never doing that again," he said flatly before his voice turned vaguely hopeful, "SO you really think she likes me?" I rolled my eyes.

"Damn boy, it's practically a neon sign," I told him, "Doesn't mean it's going to be easy, but hey… only you can decide if you think is worth it." From what I could see, it was obvious that he did. He had it bad. With a smirk I started to hum an old song I heard on the radio a few times.

Doctor, doctor, gimmie the news. I've got a bad case of loving you.

"Shut up," he mumbled, catching the reference. I just grinned and sculled my milkshake.

"As fun as this is, I have to go before Elena and her boy toys show up and go ballistic," I said hopping off my barstool.

"You don't have to leave if you don't want to," Klaus said and I knew that in a subtle way he was hinting that he'd be able to make them leave me alone.

"Yeah, but I have to live with Elena, so I'm going to pass and hope Caroline doesn't say anything," I said with a shrug, "I doubt it but, hey what are you going to do?"

"To late," he sighed, nodding to the door. Elena and the creepy stalker one had just walked in. A wickedly fun idea popped into my head and I couldn't help but carry it out.

"Well, the cavalry is here, so I'll be seeing you later," I said with a happy smile, before I wrapped him in a big hug. I could feel his silent laughter as he hugged back, obviously amused by the looks on there faces.

"Bye love," he chuckled, and then I did what I did whenever Elena's boys are following me. I legged it out of the girl's room window. Now that I was on my own again, I realised that drinking milk products with the horrifyingly sick feeling that bubbled in my stomach, wasn't a great idea.

"You can't keep skipping school," Elena said slamming the front door as she walked in, "And spending time with Klaus, that can't happen either." Usually I would tell myself that it was because she was worried about me, or because she cared… but I was to cold, sick and terrified to put up with her crap.

"You don't have any right to tell me what to do," I said in a dead flat tone of voice that still seemed to radiate danger. She stepped back a second.

"I'm supposed to be looking out for you," she yelled, "I can't do that if you don't listen to me. You need to stay away from Klaus; otherwise I can't have you here. He's dangerous."

"So is crossing the street," I replied swiftly, but in the same tone of voice, "And as for I can't stay here, send me back to Japan. You keep forgetting that I would like nothing more than to go home."

She screeched and stormed off. I thought that she was supposed to be older and more mature than me; then again she hasn't lived my life. I sat still in the kitchen; I hated the hopeless feeling that was seeping into my bones, but honestly… I didn't know what to do now.

That night when I went to sleep, I dreamed and when I woke up I was covered in blood again.

My heart was beating a staccato rhythm against my throat where it was trying desperately to crawl out. I didn't race around like I did last time, the panic was a tangible force swirling through my body and electrifying my nerves but I couldn't… it was like I was in a horror induced daze.

I tracked to the bathroom and cleaned myself off; it seemed to take no time and all the time in the world to get it done. I dressed and climbed out the window, the bankcard that I had been given for emergencies in my hand.

This wasn't for retail therapy; I walked into a store and bought pyjamas and sheets. I couldn't keep leaving bloody things to soak; I'd be busted before you could even think about a cover story. They were all the same so I could dispose of them each night.

The other thing I bought, was a concrete centred punching bag.

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