I want to thank everyone who reviewed last week. It s thanks to your comments that I enjoyed writing this chapter. This chapter is a bit longer than the previous one. Things are getting more interested so keep following.
Previously
Before she could return to the kitchen to check on her daughter he blocked her way and said menacingly "Don't you dare defending my brother, you broke his heart into pieces when you married Jackson and you'll do even worse because you know , foolish as he can be, will always stay faithful to you". His words shot her like fire arrows and it was not because of their meanness, but because of their truthfulness and they stung her like a giant bee. He left the room leaving behind a flabbergasted Hayley overwhelmed by anguish and guilt.
It had been a week since the last time they had a proper chat. Seven days of excessive housecleaning that strangely became Hayley s sole hobby. Seven infernal days of sleepless nights passed by and Klaus began to forget what the great oblivion of sleep felt like. He who conceived himself as someone superior to whatever mighty creatures the world had brought came to realize how deeply this chronic sleeplessness affected him. Should his demons break away, he wouldn't be able to get a handle on himself, which might eventually destroy the little good Cami left on him. But he wouldn't allow it.
He and Hayley decided to keep each other at arms length, it wasn t as though they were 24/7 together before but let's just say that they ceased making any efforts to build bridges between each other. She was stubborn like a mule and he was proud like peacock and there was nothing in the world that would get them to relinquish an ounce of their supersized ego. They avoided each other's company and only get together when Hope was on the picture. He would spend the mornings drinking tequila until he passed out while she would rub stressfully the floor until she saw her reflection.
Hayley had never pictured herself turning into a maniacal housewife who cleaned day and night to overcome her killing impulse. But It helped somehow manage her anger issues that built up on her ever since she left New Orleans with the father of her child. Being on the run with Klaus was far from a picnic. Something that was crystal clear from the beginning though it seemed he was going too far with his nerve racking behavior. He abstained from any interaction with her and she didn't seem to bother. As a matter of fact, she preferred it to stay that way because she didn't want to get herself in awkward confrontations similar to the one they had a few days ago.
The eighth day began gray and chilly. Hayley closed the windows as the wind became to swing the chandeliers. Hope was incessantly hammering her stuffed bunny flat with her bottle, making an unbearable noise only a deaf could take. It started to get on Hayley's nerve when her littlest wolf's blissful screaming blended inharmoniously with the knocking.
She looked at her curiously, wondering deep down"how could she be so euphoric when her whole little world could fall apart at any moment". Ignorance is indeed a bliss, she came to conclude.
Hayley stared at her for a moment envying her oblivion to everything they were going through. Her envy was followed by pity as she tried to picture what kind of childhood her
daughter would have in those circumstances. Would she grow as a normal kid or turn out an even more distorted version of Klaus? Hayley suddenly shuddered at the idea of a Klaus like Hope but soon chased the image away and leaned on her knees next to her daughter to free the knocked out bunny from her perpetual torture. Hope immediately let a deafening scream yelling at the top her lungs "Leyly!" .
The piercing scream brought Klaus to the living room "Why the bloody hell is she crying?" he asked in a disturbed tone.
Hayley rolled her eyes at him and said "you know Klaus, babies cry, she was clearly pissed at her bunny who doesn't squeal anymore since the batteries are out and she intends to wake him up by turning this house into a more infernal place than it already is opting for one of your horrendous forms of torture she evidently inherited from you and by the way, good morning Klaus, it's good to learn that you can talk, I thought you swallowed your tongue while gulping down your zillionth bottle of wine".
He walked by ignoring her completely and looked at his littlest wolf amusedly "Don t cry my love, I ll buy you another". Hope stopped crying for a moment then began screaming again "Leyliiiiii!" making Hayley stick her fingers in her ears.
Klaus finally averted his look to the mother of his child who seemed beyond annoyed. He didn t know whether his presence or his daughter's nagging that caused her frowning look. He move towards Hope whose face turned all red from crying.
"I know baby girl, Leyli is bad but unfortunately there is nothing we can do" he whispered to her before he picked her up and it was only then that She stopped crying.
Hayley reached to Hope "come on, nap time" but she shied away from her mummy burying her face into her father's neck. Klaus handed hope against her will which made her whine in discontent "We will catch up later sweetheart I need to talk to mummy".
Hayley looked at him questioningly and asked "What's the matter, did it finally occur to you to apologize?"
"I'd rather you avoided these so uncalled for comments while speaking to me little wolf.I believe it's high time you and I have a constructive talk" he answered seriously in a way that made Hayley somehow regret her words "Alright, I ll be back in a few minutes" She hastened up the stairs and headed to the nursery to put her baby to sleep.
Klaus was sitting on one of the cozy couches in the living room looking at the beautiful ornate stone carving that boarded the ceiling. His mind drifted momentarily but was abruptly brought back to reality by a sharp knock on the door. He cursed the unknown visitor and walked reluctantly to the door. He opened the door to find the same old Ginger but was wearing this time a short pink dress that matched her glossed rosy full lips. She was carrying in her hands a small plate. He watched her in confusion remembering how Hayley said that she had compelled her to not come back. How did she fight the compulsion?
She looked at him admiringly with a wide smile "My name is ..." He interrupted her with a monotonous voice "Ginger from the blue house across the road, and I presume you brought us a pie this time and yes I can smell tasty things miles away" Before she could even reply he slammed the door on her face leaving her completely flabbergasted.
Behind him was Hayley standing with her hands crossed against her chest "Ginger has apparently a thing for you, how odd !" she commented mockingly "You speak as though I lack the flexibility to please the opposite sex" Klaus answered sarcastically
"So what did you want to talk about"
He bit his lip in hesitation and said "There is something I've been hiding from you for the past few days and it's time you knew about it" she felt concern in his voice.
"spit it out Klaus You scared the shit of me" Hayley hissed impatiently.
He moved forward and began to unbutton his sweater without breaking eye contact with her. His sweater pooled to the floor at his feet and his toned chest was fully exposed. She faked indifference, giving him an inquisitive look as she cleared her throat in discomfort.
"pleasing the opposite sex isn t. . ." She couldn t finish her sardonic comment when her eyes fell on the huge blue mark on Klaus' chest that made her completely at loss of words. It was a bluish spot with the size of a tomato.
"What the hell is this?" Hayley asked anxiously.
She approached him and put slightly her hand on his bruised chest and he groaned in agony at the slight contact. It wasn t every day that she saw an ailed Klaus squirming and the whole situation screamed BAD NEWS in Hayley's mind.
Over the course of the past two years she wished nothing more than to see him burnt to ashes or desiccated in a box after all the horrendous things he did to her and to everyone she cared about. Who would ever thought she would feel ridiculously worried about him, the very abominated beast devoid of morals that gave himself the mission of destroying everything good his hands touch. Be that as it may, he is and will always be the father of her child, something neither of the two can change. She knew that his absence will leave an irreplaceable void in Hope's life that even Elijah could not fill. She needed him as a father, protector and truth to be told, she needed him as a partner to raise their daughter together in the best way they can.
She rested her both hands on his shoulders and said "Talk to me Klaus, what is this?"
He looked into her eyes and only saw concern "I woke up a few days ago and I found this, it might look nasty but I assure it doesn't hurt that much, I m not dying so you needn t worry"
"A few days ago you said? When exactly? The day we arrived or the after or maybe the day before yesterday? When were you going to tell me about it Klaus?" she cried angrily then backed out in exasperation.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he said "It doesn t matter, you know it now and I didn t want to bother you with a curable side effect scar"
"a side effect scar? What makes you believe that? We don t even know what the hell it is! It could be lethal !".
Hayley could sense a slight fear through the manner in which he looked at her. His smile shifted into a helpless frown as he reviewed the whole situation. What if this scar could be deadly?
"Klaus!" Hayley's voice caused him to jump .He turned to meet her questioning eyes that begged for more reassuring answers "I texted Freya, though she wasn t well informed about it, she promised she'll find a way to slow down the dispersion of the wound. Apparently, it is a fallout of the spell the sisters did to break the sire bond" He explained briefly.
Suddenly the ten roomed mansion felt awfully small .Hayley looked down in dismay and fell on the velvet sofa. She ran her finger through her hair and began to talk.
"the sudden booze lifestyle . . . .You were wasting yourself to soothe your pain" she paused for a moment and added "or maybe to solace yourself".
He bent to reach the discarded sweater and said "Rest assured little wolf, I shared this piece of information as a clarification to the decision I m about to announce, it has nothing to do with the fact I m too weak to handle a trivial scar myself ".
She raised her head abruptly and asked "What decision?".
He looked down while dressing up and announced "We planned to stay here for only two weeks before we move to Greece, plan has changed, we'd better not leave the States for we need Freya with the scar thing" He made his way to the hall as soon as he had finished up buttoning his sweater. Hayley's eyes followed him as he walked up the stairs without turning back.
She picked her phone and dialed Freya's number and before she could put the phone up to her ear, a heavy bang came from upstairs.
"Hope !" That was the first person came to her mind as she remembered how she helplessly attempted that morning to leave the cradle herself.
Hayley ran with her vampire speed to the nursery. She pushed the door and felt beyond relieved at the sight of her baby girl sleeping peacefully on her back. A motherly smile curved her lips but soon faded away. "Klaus" she whispered. With the speed of light, she ran to his study and banged the door open to find an unconscious Klaus lying on the floor.
What do you think? What happened to Klaus? And what s the impact of this incident on both Hayley and hope? You'll surely find the answers of all these questions in the next
chapters. REVIEW PLEASE. I need at least 10 more comments. Klayley shippers, I count on you to make this fanfiction to the top.