Part 44
Just a little girl
When Klaus yanked the door to the guestroom open, a part of him was still praying that Hayley had been wrong. Surely Kol wouldn't do something like that, not to Katla. She was an innocent child who had already suffered more than anyone deserved, surely Kol would never… What Klaus saw shocked him to his core. It was true.
Katla was lying on the bed under Kol, he was kissing her and lifting the hem of her dress up. He was hurting her the worst possible way. He was brutally violating the poor child who trusted him. They all had trusted little Katla into Kol's hands. Klaus had never been so apoplectic in his life. He had the dagger in his hand, no more than a second later he had run it through Kol's heart from behind. Katla was screaming, crying out for Kol as Klaus yanked him off of her. Klaus was so furious that he wanted nothing more than rip Kol's heart out or something worse. Elijah took a hold of Katla from behind, keeping her against his chest. She was hysterical; she was screaming and struggling as hard as she could.
"Kol! Let me go!"
"Be careful with her!" Rebekah demanded. "She's the victim here! Katla, Katla, it's alright…"
"Let me go!" Katla shouted, Elijah had to struggle to keep her in place.
"Katla, please stop," Elijah pleaded. "We're trying to protect you…"
"Bad!" she shouted, her fangs were coming out. "Give my darling back to me!"
Klaus had never seen Katla like that, what the hell had Kol done to her? Determinedly Klaus zoomed in front of her and took her hand in a viselike grip.
"Rebekah, now," Klaus stated, keeping his eyes on Katla. The poor child looked like a trapped deer, she was in panic. She had seen the syringe in Rebekah's hand.
"Don't, don't, please…"
"Shh, shh," Klaus hushed as calmingly as he could. "Everything is going to be alright, I promise."
"No! No!"
"Now!" Klaus ordered.
"Forgive me, sister," Rebekah murmured before sinking the needle into Katla's arm.
Elijah and Klaus had to hold her still for a while before the tranquilizer started to work. Katla was fighting desperately, but finally her body gave up. A tear rolled down her cheek before she lost consciousness. Elijah lifted her up into his arms as carefully as he could.
"Dear lord," he murmured as he looked at Katla's face. "How much more must the poor child suffer?"
"No more," Klaus replied, his voice held no emotion. "I will make sure of that." He paused and stepped in front of Elijah. "Give her to me."
Elijah looked up.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm taking her away from here," Klaus snapped. "Away from him."
Loathingly he glared at Kol, he still couldn't believe this.
"How could Kol do this?" Rebekah murmured. "I really thought that he…he loved Katla."
Klaus gritted his teeth, he felt sick. Esther had been right about Kol, Klaus should have protected poor little Katla from him. What kind of a sick monster would take advantage of someone like her? She was a child.
"Give her to me," Klaus repeated.
Elijah glanced at him tensely.
"Tell me that you are not planning to dagger her."
"Of course not!" Klaus snapped. "I will look after her like I should have done centuries ago."
"We all should have done that," Rebekah murmured.
Elijah didn't say anything; he simply placed Katla into Klaus' arms. Klaus carried her to his room and gently laid her on his bed. When he looked at her, all he saw was the little girl who had given him a flower to make him feel better, even after he had shouted at her. He should have protected her.
"I'm so sorry, sister," he murmured and touched Katla's cheek before Elijah and Rebekah came in.
"I'm going to need the boy," Klaus stated.
Rebekah went to get him, Klaus and Elijah stayed quiet for a while after she had left. They both looked at Katla. How was she supposed to get through something like this? After everything that had happened to her, she had been taken advantage by the person she trusted the most.
"She will need some professional help," Elijah murmured. "It might take years for her to…"
Klaus nodded.
"I'll arrange her all the help she needs." He paused and glanced at Elijah. "Could you go and get her plush toy? Maybe it'll help to calm her down a little after she wakes up."
"I doubt that," Elijah replied, but he still went to get it.
Klaus sat down on the edge of the bed and took Katla's hand.
"It's going to be alright," he murmured. "I'll look after you, sister. I promise."
Kol. Where was Kol? Katla felt dizzy and she couldn't move, but she needed to find Kol.
"Kol…"
"Shh, it's alright…"
Someone was stroking her hair. It wasn't Kol.
"Don't…touch…me," she managed to say.
"It's alright; I'm not going to hurt you. You're safe."
Katla struggled to open her eyes, everything looked blurry. She couldn't move. And she was cold.
"Kol…"
"He's not here," Nik's tense voice said.
Katla blinked her eyes few times and saw Nik's face.
"Where's my Kol?"
"Katla," Rebekah's voice said, she appeared on her other side. "I need you to listen to me very carefully now. We know what Kol did to you. I don't know what he said to you, maybe that what he did was love and you needed to let him do it if you love him. It wasn't love; it was cruel violence and abuse. I can't even begin to imagine what you have been through, but you'll never have to be afraid again, I promise you. Kol will never come near you again…"
"No!" Katla shouted. "You won't hurt my Kol! You…you…"
"It's alright," Nik's voice said, he held Mr. Piggy in front of Katla's face. "Look who's here, your friend."
Katla was praying that this was a bad dream, she tried desperately to move, but she couldn't. Her eyes were watering up, she was terrified for Kol. Why? She couldn't understand. Rebekah's words made no sense to her.
"Please," she sobbed. "Please don't hurt Kol."
"We won't," Nik stated tensely. "No need to worry."
Katla looked at him with her teary eyes.
"I can't move."
He cleared his throat before replying.
"I'm sorry, but it's for your own good. We don't want you to hurt yourself."
Katla was so confused, she couldn't understand. Why were they treating her and Kol like this?
"Nik… I'm really scared."
"No, no," he said quickly. "You have no reason to be scared."
"I'm cold. There's no light. No butterflies. Please… I need my darling. Why did you take him from me?"
"Because we know what he did to you," Nik replied tensely. "He hurt you…"
"My darling would never hurt me."
"Katla," Elijah's voice said. "I know this is hard for you to understand, but we are only trying to protect you…"
"Let me go!" Katla shouted. "Let me go, let me go, let me go…"
All her siblings were quiet as she struggled and cried. She didn't stop until she had no strength left. She didn't say a word when Nik placed a blanket over her. They wouldn't hear her even if she would try to speak. She understood now that they had never heard her. Or seen her. They only saw what they wanted to see.
