Chapter 5 here we are! I meant to upload this last night, but sadly the site was down.

Thank you for the review Franca-the-Fortress and CityLightShine

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Driving into the parking lot of The Grill, Bonnie's stomach began to flip. Maybe this was a bad idea, she thought to herself. Cutting the engine off she sat with her hands clenched onto the steering wheel "I need answers…" She said trying to sound convincing, even if it were for her own ease of mind. Unbuckling the seat-belt and opened the door, she inhaled deeply.

Looking around the parking lot, only a handful of cars scattered around to take up the area, walking towards the entrance of the Grill Bonnie gave one final look back before opening the doors. It was different on a school day, usually a busy place now sat dormant with only a few people who occupied the tables, the normal sounds of clinging pool balls now obsolete, and the sound of soft music played in the background. This seemed foreign to her, looking around she quickly spotted Klaus who had a menu in hand, and a bored face that followed his casual demeanor.

"Welcome to The Grill, for one?" a voice asked breaking her intense gaze.

"Ah, no I'm here to meet someone…" she said looking at the waitress followed by her index finger pointing to Klaus.

"Of course, you can go take a seat." She ended with a smile.

Tucking the strand of hair that fell out of place, Bonnie gave a weak smile before making her trek towards him. Without him noticing she sat down in the booth. "Hey, thanks for meeting up with me." pushing the extra menu away this was only suppose to be a talk, and nothing more.

Dropping his own menu revealed a wide smile "Well Hello, I'm surprised I got a phone call asking for you to meet up with me."

"About that…" she began to say looking down at her lap "I need to ask you something."

Intertwining his hands and knitting his brow in confusion he could only imagine the question she had in store "Of course, ask away."

"Are you…" she began to say before the waitress interrupted the soon to be intense conversation at hand.

With a pad of paper in hand, and a pen in the other she looked at both of them "What can I getcha?" she asked with just a hint of an accent.

Feeling obligated to order something instead of chatting Bonnie smiled "Can I a coke please?"

"Of course, Sugar and yourself?" she asked looking at Klaus.

"Coffee will be fine." He said looking at Bonnie intently.

"I'll be back with your drinks." She said before putting the pad of paper in her apron and walked off.

"What were you going to say?" Klaus asked his once intertwined hands now lay across the back of his seat.

Feeling her heart jack hammer against her chest, was she really wanting to know the answer to the question she was about to ask. "Well…" she began to say as she looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping on their conversation. "Klaus, you need to be honest with me. Are you a vampire?" she whispered.

Momentarily stunned his eyes widened before going back to normal "Bonnie, I…" he whispered as the waitress came back with their drinks.

"Anything else I can get you both?" she asked looking back and forth between the two.

"I'm fine for now, thank you." Bonnie whispered.

"We will flag you when we're ready to order." Klaus said with a smile that caused the waitress to copy his emotion.

They both watched as the waitress walked away out of hearing distance, turning his attention back to Bonnie who anticipated his answer as she fidgeted with the straw. Choosing his words carefully, he said "It would be best you didn't ask that question as you may not like the answer I have."

Feeling her cheeks flush with anger, this was just typical. The moment she wanted answers and have enough courage to ask the person in question, she would get a cryptic answer like that. Rolling her eyes she began to shake her head "Right, this is typical…" placing her hands onto the table, she shimmied herself out of the booth and stood "Look obviously this was a waste of my time" she said rummaging through her purse, and grabbing her wallet "I just wanted someone to be honest with me and tell me why I should be so scared of you." She said letting it slip out of her mouth.

"Bonnie sit down." He said pointing to the seat across from him "There is no reason to be scared of me."

Throwing down five dollars onto the table, she continued to shake her head "If I'm not supposed to be scared of you then just tell me the truth." She looked down at him and waited as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat without a response.

"Typical…" she spat and turned on her heels towards the door leaving Klaus sitting at the booth alone.

Running a shaky hand through her chocolate hair, Bonnie wanted to leave this town, away from the drama, away from her so called life. Taking out her keys she walked over to her car, before getting in she sat against the hood as she let out a frustrated breath. The friends she thought were on her side were more caught up with her relationship status to realize that she just wanted to know the 'why' of this situation, and Caroline of course stood by her side and Bonnie was grateful it just wasn't the same. Feeling the tears begin to roll down her cheeks she couldn't control herself, this was the final crack in her mask of emotions.

Covering her face with her hand she wept, unaware that Klaus caught the whole thing the moment he stepped out of The Grill. If he had a heart he knew it would seize, although no one truly knew that side of him.

"Shit…" he said breathlessly as he walked over to the fragile caramel beauty who continued to weep as if she were alone.

Slowly he walked over to her car, with his hands in his pockets "Bonnie…" he said concerned but continued to keep his distance.

"Just go away, Klaus." Her muffled voice said quietly over her covered face.

Running a hand against the back of his neck unsure if he should hug her, or just sit next to her, instead he stood mere feet away "Are you crying?" he asked feeling immediately incompetent as the words slipped out.

Quickly wiping the tears away she dropped her hands "No, I just thought what a great idea it would be to pretend like I'm crying, just for the hell of it." She said bitterly.

Laughing softly, causing a crooked smile he sat on the hood next to her "Funny…" looking over at her as the tears continued to stream down her cheeks he wanted to reach out and push them away "You can tell me what's wrong…" he said. Genuinely he wanted to know, it was odd to have that sudden feeling carried with the wanting to hold her to stop the tears. The thought of the magic he received from the witch came through his mind, perhaps when he had kissed Bonnie with the liquid on his lips transferred through to him causing the feelings.

"It's my problems and my problems alone…" she said wiping the tears away.

Looking ahead at the building he knew the answer she wanted "Listen, how about you tell me what's going on, and I'll answer your question."

"Really?" she said sounding hope full "You would tell me if I just tell you what's wrong?"

Nodding he looked at her beautiful emerald eyes, slowly tracing down to her full lips "Of course. I did say there was nothing to be scared of."

Inhaling deeply, where to begin, she thought to herself. Licking her salted lips from the tears, she began "I feel like ever since Stefan and Damon arrived things are different. With that I've lost one of my best friends because she is so infatuated with Stefan, and when I think I'm doing the right thing I get lectured. I constantly get used and when everything is done I get thrown into the corner until they need me again." She stopped; this was too much information for him to hear. She should have just kept it simple; no one would give her answers, the break up anything was better than what just spilled out of her mouth.

Tilting his head in confusion with her sudden abrupt silence "So, you're like a doormat?" he said trying to avoid that he already knew her secret.

Looking away as the tears began to roll again she whispered "Something like that."

Placing his arm around her shoulder pulling her close into his chest "You do not deserve to be someone's doormat, Bonnie." He said running his hand up and down her back.

Feeling his hand against her back, she should have pulled away told him to go away. Instead she wrapped her hands around his waist as he held her "Your turn…" she said wanting to the change the spotlight from her to him.

"Well…" he said hesitantly letting her go in case she wanted to run. Looking into her emerald eyes with his blue "Bonnie, I'm not a vampire…" he said watching her cheeks flush "I'm a hybrid…Half werewolf, and half vampire."

"A hybrid?" she said as her voice cracked. Slowly she shifted from the car to now standing away from him "What do you mean a hybrid? You're joking, right?"

Knowing that she would have reacted like this he remained seated while shook his head "My father was a werewolf and my mother had performed an immortality spell causing my vampire side."

Her heart stopped, run, the thought screamed through her head "How? How does that even work?" she said stunned.

Standing up he walked over to her "Just the luck of the draw I'm afraid." Standing in front of her he placed his hands onto her shoulders hoping that his being up front would calm her "I can see why your friends may see me as some kind of bad guy, and sure I may have had my slip ups. But every vampire has, Stefan and Damon both have their own dark past. It's in our blood per se."

Bonnie knew Damon's past would be shady, but Stefan made it seem like he were some kind of saint, never doing anything wrong. She wanted to know more about the Salvatore brothers, and just how good Stefan claimed to be. Making a mental note, she would ask when the time came. "Have you killed recently?" she asked not truly wanting to know the answer.

"There are people willing to donate their blood to us, my family and I that is. However, I cannot deny that I haven't killed when I first got here…" he said trying to sound concrete.

Thinking back during the summer the newspaper claimed a string of campsite animal attacks, Bonnie had shrugged it off that it were true because as far as she knew only Stefan and Damon were the only vampires in town. "Were you the cause for the summer?" she asked .

"I don't want to lie to you…" he began to say. Clearly the witch's mixture seeped into his system the last time had he felt this way was the late sixties with a beautiful woman named Samantha. "My group and I did attack the campsites only because we did not know of such kind people willing to share with us."

Shivering slightly at the thought she needed to change the topic, yes she wanted answers but she wasn't ready for detailed "Why are Stefan and Damon so afraid of you?" she asked.

Shrugging his shoulder he knew the answer, but wasn't quite ready to divulge into the gruesome detail between him and the brothers "Perhaps they think I have an ace up my sleeve, when really my family and I came here to seek a home."

"Oh…" she said unsure what else to say. A part wanted to run while the other wanted to get lost in his arms once again. Instead she stood with her hands buried deep into her pockets as she shifted uncomfortably.

"I assure you I'm not evil, Bonnie. If I was as evil as Stefan and Damon claim why haven't I attacked you? Why did I ask you on a date, and still want to do just that?" he said, lifting his right hand that once cupped her shoulder now rest onto her neck as his thumb grazed her jaw.

"I don't know what to think anymore…" she said dropping her head.

"Just trust me." He said placing his hand under chin lifting it ever so slightly before his lips covered hers.

Her breath hitched as he kissed her, the lips that she missed pressed against hers. Becoming lost she wrapped her arms around his waist as the kiss lingered. It felt so right, but in the deep pit of her stomach uneasiness settled in.

"Bonnie?" a voice brought her back.

Breaking the kiss she looked into Klaus's eyes as a small smile appeared. "Bonnie." The voice said again.

Looking over her shoulder ready to tell whoever it was to go away her eyes widened "Jeremy?" she said breathlessly "What you are doing here?!" she asked, stepping away from Klaus causing a gap between them.

"I was just about to ask you the same question…Already moved onto another guy, huh? Didn't take you long." He said bitterly.

Stunned and hurt Bonnie looked from Klaus to Jeremy "What does that mean?"

"Typical Bonnie fashion, you don't wait long do you?" glaring at her "Who's the tool?" he asked hiking his thumb towards Klaus.

"The tool you so pleasantly named me is Klaus…" he said a low growl following "You should learn some manners."

Laughing low Jeremy began to shake his head "You're in for a real treat, buddy. She's a mental case."

Feeling as though someone hit her in the stomach she couldn't breathe. Sure the breakup wasn't the greatest, but this was the first time she had seen him in months without a word, and now he was bashing her as though she was nothing.

"Perhaps that's because you are still a boy and what she needs is someone more mature then yourself." Klaus said with a crooked smile.

"You're probably just as fucked in the head as her" he said pointing his index towards Bonnie.

"Jeremy, what do you want? We haven't talked in months and now that we see each other you just want to bash me?" she said stepping forward with clenched fists.

"Bonnie…" Klaus placed his hand onto her shoulder to cause her head to jerk sideways "He's not worth the fight."

"Listen to him, Bonnie. You were always good at that." Turning around he began to walk before looking over his shoulder "It was nice seeing you it made me realize what I'm not missing." he said walking across the parking lot.

Clenching her fists she willed herself not to cry, too many tears were shed for him and now after months of not seeing each other he was still bitter and angry.

"He will pay for what he said Bonnie. I promise you that." Klaus said closing the distance between them as his hands rest against her hips.

Feeling her heart beat faster she looked up at him, as a smile spread across her lips "You don't have to do that." She said lifting herself so that her lips pressed against his.

'He will pay for what he did to Bonnie, even if that means I have to break a rule or two.' He thought to himself as they kissed.