I was only confined to the bedroom that first day. The following day I was allowed to explore the house...complete with bodyguards following me everywhere of course. It was weird though...I didn't seem to mind. Klaus would feed from me daily, sometimes multiple times a day, and then he would feed me his blood so I didn't feel too crummy. I didn't want to admit it at first, but I did miss when Damon and I did it. But after a while I suddenly began to push those memories to the back of my mind.

I was able to get out to the garden often. Many times Marcel would be out there as well. I'd read a book while he was out there painting or working out. I didn't mind the view!

Within the first week things began to settle into an odd routine. At first I began to wonder why no one had come for me, how no one seemed to care that I was gone. But after just a few days I didn't care anymore. I was having a good time...at least...I thought I was. My thoughts had been kind of muddled lately.

By the end of that first week Klaus decided to have a dinner party. He had come to my room a few hours beforehand to feed off of me and once he was finished he sat down on the bed next to me.

"Are you enjoying your stay?" he asked.

"Oh…..yes. It's been quite nice. Everyone has been nice." I had a voice in the back of my mind telling me 'What the hell? No! I want to get the hell out of here!' but I had pushed that to the back of my mind with all of the other unpleasant thoughts I had had.

"I'm glad." he smiled "Tonight….I want you to wear the red dress in your closet. The short one."

"Sure Klaus." I replied.

"I want you to look sexy tonight." he drawled.

"I can do that." I smiled at him.

"I'll see you a bit later, love." he kissed my cheek first but then he moved his lips to mine. For a moment I let it happen, enjoying the feeling but one of those pesky unpleasant thoughts burst out of the back of my mind and I quickly pushed him off.

"What are you doing?" I gasped. "I'm fine letting you feed off of me, but this isn't going to happen!"

He looked at me wide-eyed for a few seconds but then composed himself.

"You're right…..I'm sorry. I won't do it again. Make sure you wear your hair up tonight." He stood up and walked towards the door "I'll see you in a few hours." he called behind him as he shut the door.

"What the hell was that?" I asked myself. I was flustered for a few moments and paced around the room, then suddenly the thought went right back to where it came from in the back of my mind and I started getting ready.

I found the red dress he was talking about in my closet and I put it on. Staring in the mirror I realized that "short" wasn't even the right word for it. If I turned or bent the wrong way….geez! I looked around the room and found a black pair of stilettos to put on and then went to the mirror and did my makeup and put up my hair. I had left it curly that day and so I let some loose curls fall here and there.

` A knock came at the door and startled me as I was just finishing up.

"Who is it?" I called out.

"Miss Violet….." it was Rick, one of the guards that was placed outside of my door "Klaus says it's time for dinner. He'd like for you to come down now."

I sighed and looked into the mirror. Something was definitely off about me but I couldn't put my finger on it. I noticed that since my hair was up,you could see the bite mark Klaus had left from feeding just a few hours ago. He hadn't taken much so he didn't need to give me any of his blood that time and I wondered if he had done that on that thought was quickly shoved aside and replaced with an elated one. I was excited for this dinner. Excited to see Klaus.

I opened up the door and the two men in front of my room escorted me down the stairs and into the dining area where I heard a lot of talking and commotion. I had no clue who was going to be there but I could tell just from the sounds I was hearing that there were quite a few guests.

The two men flanked on either side of me as we entered the room. All of the noise and talking that I had just heard minutes ago had stopped and all eyes were on me. I felt uncomfortable with everyone's eyes on me!

"There's my girl….." Klaus walked over to me. "Everyone sit down please. Dinner is being served in minutes."

"You sit right next to me here…" he murmered in my ear and guided me to the table. His seat was at the very head of the table and he had me sitting to the right of him. My chair had been noticably pulled closer towards his and once I sat down he put his hand on my bare thigh. I wanted to flinch away but once his hand touched my skin I felt calm. Relaxed. So I just left it.

"So Klaus…." the man to his left spoke up "How have things been for you here since you've been back? I see you're enjoying the cusine." the man gave a wicked smile and looked my way. Klaus' hand tightened on my thigh.

"Quite pleasureable, actually." he replied

"How long do you plan on staying this time?" the man asked.

"Not long, I'm afraid. I've gotten what I've come here for. I miss the town here but it's too quaint. Too small and too many people that know each other. They all talk and I can't have them coming at me with pitchforks again." he said and many of the people sitting at the table laughed at him.

"And how are your siblings?" a woman to the right of me spoke.

Siblings? There were more Originals? Why did no one feel the need to tell me this?

"Still asleep." was all Klaus replied with.

I thought the response was strange. I'd been here a week and I hadn't even seen or heard about Klaus even having any siblings. Where are they sleeping? I was sure I would have run into at least one of them by now.

The dinner went on with a lot of laughing and speaking about things I had absolutely no clue about. Klaus kept me close to him at all times. He either had a hand on me or he would manage to touch my arm every few minutes. It was….sweet? Did that sound right? It shouldn't be sweet, right? This is the very definition of stockholm syndrome but…...it didn't feel like it. My head was starting to hurt from all of the thoughts flying around in it.

Finally dessert came and the man to the left of Klaus spoke up again.

"Well Klaus….." he sighed "this dessert sure looks delicious. However...will we get to have a taste of yours?" he glared at me again.

Klaus' eyes shot up at the comment and his face changed to anger very quickly.

"I'd expect you to understand that she belongs to me. I won't have you asking me again." his hand found it's way back to my leg.

"Oh come on Klaus. Just a small taste for each of us it's not like we're asking for-" the man began but was cut off by Klaus. He slammed his other hand down on the table.

"I invite you to MY house Marcus I expect you to show me some respect! Instead you come here and think I'm about to hand over my property to you? You see her neck…...that means she's mine!" he yelled out.

"Everybody leave. I can't stand to look at any of you right now." Klaus stood up and threw his napkin on the table "And if any of you think about trying to stay I'll have my dogs rip you to shreds." he motioned towards the guards he had through out the room.

"You come with me." he growled and grabbed my arm, pulling me away and up the stairs towards my room.

He kicked the doors to my room open with his foot while still dragging my arm.

"You are MINE do you understand me!? MINE!" he dropped my arm and swung his body around to face me.

"Klaus I-"

"They think they can have what's mine! He looked at you and thought….HOW DARE HE!"

"But Klaus it was just-"

"IF THEY EVER EVEN THINK ABOUT THAT AGAIN I'LL…."

"Klaus! Please!" I put my hand on his arm "You're scaring me!"

Once he heard the words his face dropped from anger to concern.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…." he trailed off.

"I know." was all I said.

"You know I'd never hurt you." he whispered.

"Yeah...I know."

"I'm just…..I'm so tired." he sat down at the edge of the bed "Things will be better soon." he patted the bed next to him. "Come love, sit down."

I sat down next to him and we sat in silence for a few moments. Neither of us knowing what else to say, but he had at least calmed down.

"I need to eat." he said quietly.

"Okay."

He pulled the few loose strands of hair away from my neck and whispered to me…

"You looked stunning tonight." and then he bit down on my neck. The pain was there again but this time, not as much. It seemed every time it lessened a bit. He grabbed onto my waist as he continued and an eerie calmness washed over me.

When I began feeling woozy from the blood loss he pulled away and the bit into his wrist to feed me. He watched as I drank his blood and kept stroking my hair mumbling to me "Such a good girl…."

I'd had enough and pulled away from his arm and we sat there again for a moment not saying anything. I was on such a high that I didn't realize how intensely he was staring at me right away. I glanced over at him and in a span of seconds he'd grabbed me and kissed me again. This time more passionately. This time with more force. And this time, I let him.

He pushed me back onto the bed and continued to kiss me. I wasn't sure how long we'd been doing it for but I knew it was at least an hour or so when we finished. He hesitated for a moment, I wasn't sure what he was going to do next. I couldn't quite place the look in his eyes. But then he just rolled off the bed and stood up.

"Get some sleep, Violet." and then he left.