A/N: Hello everyone! This chapter was written by bodenda and very dramatic if you ask me! A lot happens in this chapter, so I will shut up now and let you enjoy!

Chapter 9 – Sob Session

I run into his chest and send him crashing into the ground.

'Prepare to die.'

I straddle Klaus throwing punches at him making contact with his jaw and cheek. He growls and spits out blood. Baring his fangs he throws me against a wall. I grimace as I hear my shoulder pop. I snap my shoulder back in and bare my fangs ready for the attack. We both growl and he charges towards me. I use my vampire speed to run away and jump on his back. We both tumble together into the couch and coffee table that snap under our weight. I grab one of the broken legs and stab Klaus straight in the stomach. He groans and tumbles back on another splint piercing his heart. He growls and grabs the end of the splint that is emerging from the middle of his chest. Pulling it through his chest he winces and throws it into the wall.

'You can't kill me love. I'm a hybrid now and an original at that so you are gonna have to try much more than that.' Smirking at me he starts to walk towards to me.

'Klaus let us talk. Do you know what you are?'

'An invincible half vampire half werewolf. An abomination in the eyes of nature and my father. Did I miss anything, love?' He grins at me and his grin widens more when I growl at his annoying nickname for me.

'Don't call me love, you bastard. I just wanna ask you some questions since you are the only living relative I have left.' I take a deep breath and sit on the only couch left unbroken.

Klaus doesn't reply or sit down next to me; he simply walks into the kitchen of the quaint house I commandeered from a kind old lady. Speaking of my 'rental' I should really clean this place up before she gets back and I need to find somewhere I can live. I guess I could always find some foreclosed house that looks freaking awesome. Back to reality. What the hell is Klaus doing in my kitchen?

'Klaus, what the fucking hell are you doing in my kitchen you son of a bitch? Come out here and talk like a man.' I growl at Klaus as I follow him into the kitchen. As I round the corner I see a sight that brings me to my knees in laughter. Klaus, sitting around with a dish towel drying a mug I used earlier. He's waiting around for the kettle to boil water and attempting to find a tea bag in my pantry. His forehead is creased in frustration as he digs through everything trying to find what he is looking for.

'Oh….My….God….' I state through fits of laughter, 'You are so cute! I didn't know you had dimples!' I point to the creases on either side of this face that show when he frowns or, I'm guessing, smiles. He smirks and pours the boiled water into a mug with the teabag in it that he eventually found. Sitting down, he holds his mug in his lap, occasionally taking small sips while looking at me like the typical evil villain of a story. Hmm, ironic.

'So Scarlett. What exactly do you want me to do? Your mother is dead and I'm sorry for that, she's already dead so what do you want from me?' He gets to the point and asks me straight out what he wants to know.

'Well, Klaus it is pretty simple what I want. I want you dead as revenge for your indirect but brutal murder of my mother.' I guess bluntness runs in the family.

Klaus looks at me with a weird look in his eyes and before I even know what's going on his eyes are glistening with tears. What the….

'Scarlett, I've been watching over you ever since you were born. I've been making sure you are ok. Do you remember in Vienna when you were drunk and got attacked by that huge gang of thugs and you blacked out? Then in the morning you were back in your hotel room with a panadol and water by your bed? That was me. I watched over you and fought them off then dropped you off at your hotel. I wanted to come to you but I was afraid of this. I thought that it would be better that way. I was afraid.' His voice trails off at the end when his throat chokes up with emotion. I'm stunned. I can't even move. I'm staring at Klaus as though he grew another head. This is not what I was expecting. Despite trying everything to prevent this, tears start streaming down my face.

'Why would you think that? I want to kill you only because you killed my mother. You didn't even love her did you? You didn't love me enough to even come and see me. Where were you when I was five and wandering the streets looking for my mother? You weren't there!' I yell getting more furious and sobbing more every second. 'I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!' I repeated banging my fists on his chest before burying my face in his embrace. I sob for what seems like hours while Klaus just holds me tight, stroking my hair and whispering that he is here now for his baby doll.

The next morning

I wake up with a strange feeling. I smile and stretch as I realise what the feeling is. It's nothing. I feel nothing weighing me down. After our little sob session we had a nice chat. It felt like we were actually a normal family of father and daughter not a crazy psychotic killer and a 500 year old teenager. I walk down to the kitchen to see a piece of paper lying on the bench. It's a drawing of me and Klaus with him sitting on the couch and me lying in his lap. A small note is attached saying: My darling daughter. I have some business to attend to in New York so I shall be away for a few days however I will be back soon and we will continue our talk. I have left you a surprise in the living room. I hope you like it. Klaus.

PS. Stay away from that Lockwood boy. No man is good enough for you.

I groan and laugh at his last comment. Walking into the living room I roll my eyes at the 'present' Klaus has left me. He bought a new couch and coffee table for me. Much more modern and my style than what was there previously. I guess he really does know me better than I thought. Looking at the clock I scream as I realise I have 10 minutes to get to school. I flick my wrist and turn the clock back 30 minutes so I'm not late.

Hopping in my car I drive way over the speed limit as I swerve through the quiet streets of Mystic Falls. I wonder what Klaus is doing in New York? I guess I can ask him when he gets back. As I pull up in the dreary car park, I spot Tyler and Klaus' letter flashes back into my mind. I smile at the thought and walk up to Tyler. I pull him in for a kiss that he deepens by wrapping his arm around my waist. Pulling apart I blush at the expression on Caroline and Elena's faces. Bonnie is just smiling while Caroline and Elena look like Tyler and I are some new species that they have just discovered. You'd have thought the novelty would wear off after a week or so but no. I guess not much happens in a small town in Virginia. As I walk with Tyler into the school building I spot a face I had long forgotten about in light of recent events. Damon's eyes bore into mine as I feel my mood drop like a brick. God help me get through this day.

Class was boring as usual and nothing of note happened except in Science where one girl was dissecting a frog and accidentally slipped and fell into the tray of frogs. That wasn't even the worst part. The worst part was when she swallowed one of the frog spleens. My mood however has not improved despite the father daughter bonding session last night. I saw Damon almost every period, either walking to another class or by his locker. Unfortunately, my locker is almost exactly opposite his, meaning that every time Tyler walked me to class and my locker and kissed me goodbye or hello, I saw Damon over his shoulder fuming quietly. My heart ached at the sight of him but I couldn't let him know that I loved him. I just needed to keep up the façade for a little while longer. I was thinking that perhaps Klaus and I could leave together and go to Europe together. Anywhere was better than here.

As I got out of my car, I dug through my bag looking for the keys to my house when I heard a car door close. I whisk around and am met with two beautiful crystal blue orbs. My hands shake and heart explode as I clear my throat. Damon looks at me not speaking. I rock on the spot feeling the tension in the air grow. 'Is there something I can help you with Damon?' I try to keep my voice steady and nonchalant but it just sounds really preppy and fake to my ears. He doesn't reply but just grabs me by the arm and drags me, using vampire speed of course, away into the woods. I wrench my arm out of his grasp and glare at him. 'What the fuck is wrong with you? You could have just asked me to follow you, you didn't have to bloody dislocate my shoulder.' I rub my sore shoulder as Damon walks towards me.

'Is it true Scarlett?' His voice is strangely angry which doesn't surprise me.

'Yes Damon I'm dating Tyler. Get over it.' I cross my arms trying to make myself feel better by acting like a bitch to him.

'No not that. I don't give a crap about that. Is Klaus your dad?' He scoffs at my accusation and presses on as he slowly walks towards me. I nod silently and look at the ground afraid of his expression. It's weird. With other people, like Tyler, Caroline and Elena, I didn't care if they judged me based on Klaus so I told them openly who I was and what I was but with Damon that was different. I wanted Damon to think that I was amazing and beautiful and not like my father. I didn't want him to judge me based on Klaus and his dirty deeds. I had never felt this way and to be honest, it scared the shit out of me. I coughed in an attempt to clear the air and completely failing. 'Look Damon, I have nothing to say to you so if this little inquiry is over can I go?' I speak clearly and loudly as I start to turn away. I am suddenly yanked back by someone. I open my mouth to protest but find myself incapable of saying anything. Damon's mouth is gentle and yet eager on mine. I freeze, using all my self-control not to grab his gorgeous head of hair and kiss him back with a fiery passion that could possibly burn down the entire forest. But I don't, I push him away and run away like a little girl. After running for a while I lean against a tree, tears streaming down my cheeks. Why is it that just when something good happens in my life Damon can change my mood with one small kiss? I hug myself from the cold and am about to go back home when I hear Damon groan and fall to the ground. Panicking I turn around and run straight to where we were before. I see Damon on the ground clutching his torso which has 5 bullet holes in it. His eyes widen when they see me and he mouths 'run' but I ignore his advice and bend down to help him. I look into those eyes and all my resolve breaks. He is in pain and I need to help him. I lie him down and just as I'm about to pull the first bullet out someone comes up behind me and snaps my neck. The next thing I know, it's lights out.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and leave a review to brighten up my day if you wish!

~Celinachanz