9th July 2011
Ava turned away from Klaus, the horror of the situation hitting her for the first time. Sophia, Jack and Oliver were all coming around. Dan and Sam were knelt next to Rachel who was dead.
She turned to Klaus who was watching the scene with a smug smile. He met Ava's horrified gaze and laughed.
"Oh come on, sweetheart, it could have been a lot worse."
Ava started forwards with the intention of feeding her blood to Rachel. She might not be dead yet, Ava thought desperately. They could save her. Klaus, however, had other ideas. He gripped her upper arm, stopping her from moving away from him.
"I don't think so. You're coming with me."
Ava glared at him. She considered attempting to break his arm.
Almost as if he had read her mind, Klaus shook his head. "Don't. Otherwise your boyfriend will be next."
Both of them looked over at Sam, who had left Rachel's side and was now glaring at them with a mixture of anger and revulsion.
"What have you done?" he demanded of Ava, cradling his broken arm.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, tears springing to her eyes. "He made me, I didn't have a choice."
"There's always a choice!"
"You don't understand!"
"Spare me the insignificant drama." Klaus said with a roll of his eyes. "Come on, we're leaving."
"What? No! I can't just leave!"
"You don't have a choice."
"Go." said Sam.
She turned away from Klaus to Sam. Sam was still glaring at her. Sophia, Oliver, Jack and Dan were all by Rachel's side trying desperately to revive her. Every now and then they'd cast a glance of both fear and hatred over their shoulders at her.
"What?"
"Go. Get out. Leave. I don't want you here."
"Sam…" she began.
"No, I don't want to hear it. I just want you to leave. I think I speak for all of us when I say you're not wanted here."
Sophia stood up. There was a red hand mark on her cheek where I'd slapped her and tear tracks.
"You killed her." she said in a wavering voice. "She was one of your best friends and you killed her. How could you?"
Klaus rolled his eyes. "Well, this is dull. I don't know how you stand it, sweetheart." he tightened his grip on Ava's arm. "Well, we'll be going now."
He pulled Ava from the room without another word, despite her struggles that were incredibly weak against his unbreakable hold.
"I don't want to come with you!" Ava hissed through gritted teeth as he dragged her down the driveway.
"Shut up and get in the car."
She opened her mouth to protest when Klaus pinned her against the car, a hand on each of her shoulders.
"Careful, Ava. The more you struggle the more likely I am to go back in there and rip each one of them limb from limb."
Ava glared at him but kept her mouth shut.
"Get in the car." he demanded, opening the door for her.
11th July, 2011
"Here," said Klaus, shoving an unconscious male at Ava. She took him from Klaus without so much as a glance in his direction, earning herself a reprimand. He snatched the man back and held him out of Ava's reach.
"Ah, what do you say?"
She glared. She hated him. She hated him so much.
"Thank you." she muttered.
"Thank you, what?"
"Thank you, Klaus."
"That's more like it." he pushed the man back at her, turning to his own meal. Stefan had already finished his and was eyeing Ava's hungrily. Hastily, Ava bared her fangs and bit into the exposed neck of the man. She'd have preferred to drink from a blood bag but she knew Klaus would say no.
She'd forgotten how good blood tasted when it was fresh. It was the first time in decades she'd drank it straight from the neck of a human. Wow.
It took her less than a few minutes to drain her human dry. When she'd finished she pushed him off her, wiping the blood from her mouth as she went. She regretted drinking from him almost instantly. He was dead and it was her fault. He could have a wife, children, a whole life somewhere out there, and she'd taken that from him.
"It'll get easier sweetheart. The more you feed, the less you care. Just ask Stefan."
"Whatever. It doesn't change the facts."
"Which are?"
"You're a dick."
Klaus laughed. "I see you've lost none of your charm."
"You forced me to kill one of my friends, turned my boyfriend and all my other friends against me and practically kidnapped me, sorry if I don't greet you with open arms."
"Oh, darling. The sooner you get over that, the better."
"Elijah wouldn't have done it." she muttered, turning her whole body away from him.
"Elijah's dead." Klaus said, his voice suddenly harsh.
"Dead or daggered?" she replied without looking at him.
"Daggered, as are all of my family. What did you think the truck was for, furniture?"
Ava sighed. It had barely been two days and she was already sick and tired of Klaus. He had changed and not in a good way. The Klaus she'd known previously was kind, gentle and considerate…he'd loved her…this Klaus was arrogant, aggressive and just not nice at all.
"What do you want from me, Klaus?"
"I want many things from you, Ava, but I'll start with your allegiance."