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Chapter- Threats are not charming
Klaus tried to keep his focus on her and the road one too many times has she text-ed something on that damn blackberry smart-phone of hers, "she thinks she so smart.", Klaus thoughts run rampant and free of contradiction, he has plans for her she couldn't even imagine.
Bonnie notices the eerie smile Klaus keeps throwing in her direction. "He thinks he's so smart, I'll show him smug... bastard." Bonnie thoughts are also consistent, she wont let his charm ware on her; Bonnie smirked back, from the back seat also watching him through the rear-view.
"You could have sat up here." Klaus offers.
"I prefer it back here, away from sharp teeth and murderous intent." She snarled at him.
Klaus gives her a look that could kill... running his tongue over his K-9's.
During the hour long ride Klaus plays classical music and Bonnie puts on her IPOD, Drowning him and his poor choice in music out. "We're here," Klaus Got out leaving her with that slack-jawed look on her face she's had since they pulled-up.
Bonnie looked at the dumpy exterior of the Motel, Klaus appears in front of her, "come on, our room is this way." Bonnie followed fuming and cursing Klaus's name. "I can hear you." Bonnie just huffs annoyed.
Stepping inside the room, Bonnie saw a black duffel bag that looked oddly similar to something hanging in her very own closet, "I hope its suitable to your liking."
"You fucking liar, I knew you were lying." Bonnie swings her hand throwing Klaus across the room; but he's quick to his feet and his turbulent hands are around her slender throat, his light-blues vacant and cold calculating which way he'll kill her. "That's one," he says releasing her.
Bonnie closed her bright-greens with flecks of gold in relief freighted she had been, but her fierce inability to show that to Klaus surprised even her, because for a moment there she thought it was all over.
Klaus smiled, the smugness of it irked Bonnie, the freight disappearing from Their narrowly violet occurrence not nearly two seconds ago.
"I packed a couple of things for you." He looked at her, like he had seen her secret sexy special occasion underwear hidden in the secret compartment of her Mahogany dresser.
Bonnie averted her gaze rubbing her neck oddly enough it didn't really hurt, Klaus barely applied any pressure, he did just enough to remind her who he was and that he would and could kill her; if pushed to far.
"Hey, if we weren't immediately leaving town, I could of stayed in my own bed."
"I doubt, I'd be invited to spend the night, so I picked the next best thing, I need you near." Klaus makes it seem as if he has to have her with him, because he didn't trust having her be anywhere else.
"Why?" Bonnie questions staying near the door.
"Because… I don't trust you not to renege or not to warn that insistent pest Damon about what we're up to." He shrugged with detest for Damon. "I hate that guy." Bonnie chuckles a little because really who doesn't hate Damon.
Bonnie looked around eying possible exits encase she decided to kill Klaus at any moment; the small hotel only offered two possible escapes the window or the front door, finally taking a good look at the room, it's better looking on the inside, the walls are always so bland in hotel rooms, the TV is a big old RCA, the carpet was a tacky awful burnt orange color… Bonnie shakes her head yawning slightly.
Klaus noticed her exertion… "It's only one bed," she looked frantic, her eyes the size of saucers at the thought of sharing a bed with Klaus.
"Don't worry, it's all yours." Klaus moved aside, stepping away from the bed. Bonnie didn't move away from the door.
"Go on, I promise not to nibble on you, in your sleep." Klaus has this playfulness in those words.
'There was something quite cunning in the way he said that,. Bonnie thinks to herself.
"Somehow, I don't believe you." Bonnie Challenged assertively shrugging, mincing herself over to the single bed.
Bonnie looks warily around the room. "I promise not to eat you in your sleep, better." He antagonized.
Bonnie ignores the obvious innuendo ."Say's the crazy vamp, don't make promises you can't keep." Bonnie responded hostile.
"I'm a narcissist, not crazy," Klaus says it so-matter-factually with a slight scrunch of his nose.
"Really!, there's a difference." Bonnie retorts sarcastically, she was testing the water's with her argumentative spurs towards Klaus seeing just what else makes him tick.
Klaus drug his tongue across his teeth that felt like waxed marble, he was intrigued by her defiant and vibrant nature. Klaus arrogantly strolled over to the desk in the room pouring his dinner.
"Hungry?" Klaus says, tauntingly.
"No thanks, I don't like blood." She hutches her shoulders with a roll of her eyes.
Bonnie was surprised he was actually drinking from a blood bag.
"A blood bag?" The shock vibrates through his ears.
Klaus looks from her forehead to her nose then back in her green orbs. "I know, shocking right. um, but there is nothing like the real thing, when I sink my teeth into the juggler and drain every ounce of blood to there's nothing left but an empty shell…there's something poetic about seeing the light drain from the eye's of my victims." Klaus close's his eye's moaning and exhaling relishing in his memories his melancholic tone drowned the air .
Bonnie swallowed. "Sounds riveting." the disgust shadowed by sarcasm isn't lost on Klaus.
"I'll order you some room service and then you should rest, we have a long journey ahead of us." Klaus just blinks turning his back to her.
After three hours or so... Somehow Bonnie managed to fall asleep although she fought it every time she blinked but her eyelids felt heavy and she was exhausted. Klaus circled the bed where Bonnie lay, he peered down on her, he put his finger close enough to barely brush the warm flash of her cheeks, her brownish black hair crossed over her face. "such fragile things, I could bleed you dry right now and it wouldn't mean a damn thing to me." even though she was turning into someone delightful to be around, over the years people bored Klaus always yes men and women who are too cowardly or their just to ordinary for him and they became only good for eating as snacks; but her- Klaus stepped back, taking a seat back in the chair near the bed drinking the blood left in his glass.
The sun wakes Bonnie from her sleep, she made a parachute descent off the bed the pair of Blue orbs hovering over her, jolted anxiety within and after a few seconds she calmed down remembering she was with the ultimate evil, Klaus.
"Klaus." Bonnie exhales catching her surrounding and breathe.
"Get ready." Klaus demanded leaving the room. Bonnie exhaled running her fingers through her soft curls heading towards the bathroom she showers quickly... at least Klaus picked her out sensible clothing so she throws on some black Charlotte ruse jeans and a white t-shirt and a pair of bicker boots that almost resemble his.
Bonnie is yet again in the back seat, which annoys the hell out of Klaus, he didn't like people close to his back…and she was texting again.
Klaus abruptly stops the car in the middle of the dark road getting out of the car opening her door. "Get out," He nodded for her to hurry.
"Why?" She doesn't trust this sudden stop, her fight or flight response is kicking in.
Bonnie looked reluctant to comply. "Just get out." Klaus squints coldly at her. Bonnie got out slowly.
Klaus bit into his Bottom lip a devilishly grimace appears on his cheeks and brow.
"I know." He simply states.
"What exactly-" Bonnie plays aloof with him averting her gaze.
Klaus scoffs, she was being curt with him. "That you and your little friends think you can use me, and than kill me." Klaus shook her cheeks quickly.
Bonnie's phone vibes, she looks down at the screen her thumb on the answer bar. Klaus puts his cool hand over her soft warm flash, stopping her from answering.
"Their gonna have to wait a tick." Klaus gave her this menacing look, that chilled her insides.
Bonnie pulled her hand away from Klaus. "Your paranoid." Bonnie adopted an expression of innocence.
Klaus scratched his chin amused. "I've been around for thousands of years, I very rarely get played, now give it." He orders her once more, like she's his to boss around.
Bonnie held her phone for a moment seething, she launched it into the darkness. Klaus smiled he thought she was sublime in this moment. Bonnie headed for the back seat and Klaus blocked the door.
"Move Out of my got damn way." Bonnie was bustling to inflect pain on him, but she isn't sure, she would still be able to hurt him like before since he is a true hybrid and no longer in a weakened state.
"No more riding in the back. now you have two options, either the front seat or the trunk." His voice rouse in a authoritative manner.
Bonnie squinted at him. "Then, I choose the trunk." She stubbornly give her answer.
"Stubborn to the core, I like it. now let me rephrase, you only have one option." He leaned into her.
"You know threatening people is not considered charming." she quipped childishly yet sassy.
Klaus just smirks fondly at her giving her the once over. Bonnie smacked her lips and jaws, maneuvering for the front door Klaus opened it gleeful and before Bonnie gets in she scowls at Klaus smirking. "You know there's gonna come a day, I will ask you the same thing, only its gonna go a little something like this, fire or heart ripped out…but than again I'll just sit you on fire."
Klaus tilted his head taking in her fierce and fiery determination. "Watch your head." He calmly said closing her door grinning ear-to-ear...
Driving off, Bonnie eyed the now Leaving Mystic Falls sign...