Ok, I kinda messed up on the last paragraph of that last chapter, but no one noticed so it's ok. So swearing in this chap, and Klaus slightly OoC… with that being said please read on…
Chapter 11: Jealousy
Excerpt from the memory of Klaus Baudilaire
As I watched Quigley practically eat my sister face, I began to get jealous. I don't know what it was, maybe it was the fact that I had always been the one that came to her rescue, I'm not sure, but whatever it was, it was eating me up inside and I couldn't take it anymore. I put Sunny down and put my hand on Violet's shoulder, which broke them apart almost instantly. "We should probably get going." I said, as the anger inside me slowly faded away. She nodded and looked back at Quigley who was a little flushed from the passionate kiss. We gathered up the few belongings we now posed and left the deserted warehouse.
Quigley held Violet's hand the whole time we were walking, it bugged me, but I still didn't know the source of these felling that had develop over the past few days. "Potty!" Sunny shrieked after an hour of walking. We stopped at the next convince store we passed and used the bathrooms, we all did. Violet took a while but when she finally came out we left the store and walked towards the Hollywood 'Heaven Hotel', again.
The hotel wasn't much but at least it was shelter. Most of the rooms were open, because either; the last person to use them forgot to close the door, or the locks weren't very good. We decided to take two rooms; Quigley and I would sleep in one room, while my sisters slept in the one right next to it. We looked around all the rooms and chose the two that looked the cleanest. We chose our beds and put the pillow covers from Jerome's penthouse on the filthy pillows, Violet and Sunny would get the blanket we found.
We gathered in Violet and Sunny's room to try and figure out what to do next. We talked for the longest time and everyone gave out great ideas, unfortunately the ideas they had would never work.
The sun was setting, when we finally ran out of ideas. "Well, what do we do then?" Violet retorted, after I had just finished explaining why her last idea wouldn't work. "I don't know. My guess is as good as yours." I snapped back at her I felt heat rise to my cheeks out of anger, as I started to think about earlier today, about the kiss, about what I had felt when I watched Quigley dig into her face with his tongue. He doesn't deserve her; he has only been around for a couple of weeks, I've always been her for her! I stood up and left the room leaving all three of them (even that bastard Quigley), in shock. I stormed into the room (of which I shared with Quigley), and slammed the door shut knocking it off its hinges. "Shit!" I yelled at the top of my lungs so every one could here me.
I was having a melt down, much worse than Violet's. I began to throw random things across the room and out the door. Quigley, who I just barely missed while throwing the table lamp, came into the room and tried to stop me. He had grabbed me from behind and was holding my arms together using his. I tried to squirm out of his grasp, but he was too strong. Since I had full use of my elbows, I elbowed him in the groin. He fell to the ground clenching his stomach. I looked around the room, and saw what I had done. I fell to my knees, my breathing increased, as the knot in my throat grew bigger. "I'm sorry Quigley." My voice cracked as I said his name. Violet rushed to his side, "Are you ok?" She asked wiping the now, dirty blonde hair out of his face. She looked at me with a disapproving frown.
That knight I lay in my bed and didn't sleep at all, trying to figure out what was wrong with me, and why I broke down. I went over the last week's events, and the only thing I could think of that could possibly make me "tweak" like that is when Quigley was kissing Violet, and how close they have gotten. But why would that make me elbow Quigley in his groin? I ponder these thoughts as he slept in Violet's room, undoubtedly in the same bed, and I slept alone, in the 'Hollywood Haven' hotel. Why? Why am I acting like this, why am I jealous of what violet and Quigley have? I finally fell asleep as the sun started to rise. The next morning the hotel manager found us, and knew we hadn't paid for the rooms, so he kicked us out.
We walked down to the bus stop, not expecting to get on a bus, Quigley and Violet sat down on the bench along with Sunny. I didn't feel good about what happened last night, so I stayed a few feet away from them. They talked and laughed and the anger started to build in me again. As soon as I felt like I was going to explode I stopped my self and I finally realized what it was, what caused me to lash out last night, to be jealous of both Violet and Quigley. 'I miss being around…' Violet interrupted my thought when she put her hand on my shoulder. "We're getting on this bus, you want to come?" She joked, 'Am I the only one who remembers what happen last night?' I looked at her confused, "But we don't have any money." She held my hand and pulled me on the bus. "This bus is free. Go and have a seat." She smiled as she sat next to Quigley; she pulled Sunny on her lap. "Come sit by us, Klaus." She said, patting the seat next to her. Remembering what happened last night entered into my thoughts again. I wanted to think some more, and to think I needed quite. I shook my head and went farther into the enormous bus. I sat down in one of the seats close to the back. Violet had watched me walk to the back and rolled her eyes before returning to her interesting conversation with Quigley. 'It's not that I don't want to sit by them I just want to be alone with my thoughts.' I said to myself. I thought about what was going through my head just before I had gotten on the bus. 'The only reason I'm jealous of Violet and Quigley is because I miss having Isadora around.' I smiled and thought about her, how she laughed how she smiled, and how she wrote those wonderful poems.
