Damon continued to glare at his younger sister who had now removed her hand from her neck. Anger surged through him at the thought of someone touching his sister. Yes, she was technically an adult and yes, he had been sleeping with girls before he was legally allowed to do so, but it was different now that it was Charlotte. Standing before him he did not see his sister as a grown woman. To Damon, Charlotte was still the same little girl who would follow him around all day as a child.
"Answer me, Charlotte."
"It's none of your god damn business, Damon."
"You're my sister! It bloody well is my business!"
"How? I'm an adult, Damon. If I want to fool around with a guy then I will!"
Elena took a step towards her boyfriend and placed her hand on his arm gently in a bid to turn his attention away from Charlotte. She knew how much Damon loved his sister and how protective he could be; Elena had seen it many times in her own relationship with the man. She also knew, however, that Charlotte and Damon were very much alike; both stubborn and highly tempered. There would be no way to resolve the argument as one would not back down to the other.
"Damon, leave it. She's not a child anymore."
Damon shrugged Elena's hand off of him; not even bothering to look her way as he did so.
"Charlotte, go home. We'll have lunch another time. I can handle Damon." Elena said kindly, turning her attention towards the girl, knowing that in that moment Charlotte was more likely to listen to her than Damon.
"Don't you dare walk out that door. We are not finished here!" Damon shouted after his sister as the front door slammed shut.
Turning on Elena, Damon glared angrily at her.
"You had no right to interfere, Elena. She's my sister."
"Damon, she's eighteen! As long as she's careful it doesn't matter who she chooses to go with."
"The hell it doesn't! She's too young!"
"Are you forgetting that I was sleeping with you when I was her age?"
"That was different." Damon pouted, knowing that Elena had a point.
"No, it isn't."
"Fine." Damon sighed, defeated.
"You should apologise to her, Damon. I know you love her but you were a bit of a dick."
Elena placed a small kiss on Damon's lips and walked away. Damon knew Elena was right. He had reacted badly to the mark on Charlotte's neck but he could not help how he felt. It was instinct for him to protect his sister. He was well aware that Charlotte was very much like himself and could take care of herself, but he also knew she loved too easily and the last thing Damon wanted to see was his sister getting hurt.
It was a day later, as Charlotte was sat completing her assignment for her history class, that she received a message from Klaus. She was not mad that he had left his mark, only that Damon had overreacted.
I'm sorry.
From those two words it was clear to Charlotte that Klaus had heard about her brother's reaction. She was grateful that Damon did not know it was Klaus who she had been with. Something told her that neither her brothers or her father would be too happy about it.
She did not reply to Klaus's message; instead choosing to message Emma instead.
It was a few hours later, as the clock struck six, that Charlotte said goodbye to her father and made her way over to Emma's; a bottle of scotch hidden in the bottom of her bag. Her father had only agreed to her staying the night at her friend's house on the condition that she finish her assignment and make sure she was not late to school the next day. Charlotte had done just that and had promised her father she would remain a good student.
She reached Emma's house within a few minutes and waited for her friend to let her in. It was just a few days off October and a chill had begun to take hold of Mystic Falls making Charlotte shiver a little.
An hour later, the two girls were beginning to feel the effects of the scotch. Emma had asked on numerous times who had given her the love bite, but Charlotte batted away her questions. Nothing more may have happened between them but she knew not to tell anyone about what did happen. It would only cause trouble for Klaus and herself.
Her thoughts about her illicit and intense make-out session with Klaus began to mix with the effects of the alcohol and Charlotte found herself wishing they could finish what they had started the day before. Her phone was in her hands with her fingers typing away before she had even finished her thought.
Across town Klaus was sat in the home of his oldest brother, Elijah, enjoying a meal when he felt his phone vibrate with an incoming message. Clicking the icon, Klaus smiled at what he read.
We never got to finish our game. Rematch?
Any time.
Now?
Where are you?
Friend's house. It's near the park.
Ten minutes.
See you soon x.
"I know that look, Niklaus. Who is she?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Elijah." Klaus replied, trying to hold back a smirk.
"Of course you don't, brother."
"The meal was lovely, Elijah. Now excuse me, but I have to go."
"Have a nice night, Niklaus."
"I'm sure I will. Goodnight."
It did take Klaus long to reach the park and upon his arrival he found Charlotte waiting for him. Charlotte had told her friend she was not feeling well and that she was going to return home; apologizing by letting her keep the last of what was left of the scotch and suggesting she give Kol a call.
"Hello, love."
"Hello, Klaus." Charlotte smiled. She was glad she had chosen to wear her black, long sleeved button up dress. It would make things much easier later on and she could from the look on Klaus's face that he was thinking the same thing.
"Are you going to let me stand here or are you going to take me to bed?"
Klaus smirked. He did enjoy how bold and forthcoming Charlotte was.
"How rude of me to keep a lady waiting." Klaus smirked as he took Charlotte's hand and they made the journey to his home.
Hello my dear reader chums :) I know it's short but I really wanted to give you all an update by the end of the night. I'm not sure what I'm going to write for the next chapter. I'm between two ideas so I'd love to know what you all think should happen. After all, I aim to please ;) xxx
