I was a hunter, a killer, but not the kind you would think. I am a vampire hunter. I know you probably think I'm insane but they're real. I've always been strong in my belief's but than I met him and he turned my world upside down and inside out. Klaus/oc prequel to love and hate

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This wasn't real, it couldn't be, none of it. My eyes were glued in front of me, the bumps on the beige wall melding into one another. The door swung open as I continued to stare ahead. "Put these on" Klaus ordered throwing a pile of close at me. They plunked on the bed next to me.

"Are you going to kill me now" I asked, turning my head to look at him.

"I just saved you" he stated, smiling over at me. My face remained still. "Do you really thing that low of me" he questioned as I turned to stare back at the wall blankly.

"Yes" I answered back simply.

"I could let you, die, if that's what you want" he told me simply, sitting down beside me. "I've thought about it myself, once or twice over the centuries, truth be told" he confessed sadly. This flickered some distant interest inside me. "But I'll let you in on a little secret" he told me as I found myself turning to look at him. "There's a whole world out there; great cities and art, and music" he told me, starring over at me. "Genuine beauty" he finished. I jolted back to reality when his hand brushed mine.

"I don't want to die" I whispered, looking down a tear running down my check.

"Than fight" Klaus shrugged, like it was the simplest thing in the world

"How can I, when my entire line, my family, my friends, everyone I know is gone, dead" I asked, voice breaking at the last word. Suddenly the pain hit me like a tidal wave, shattering the mask of blank emptiness. Tears poured from my eyes, air coming in painful, stabbing gasps. I vaguely felt Klaus's arms around me, pulling me around his chest, cradling me.

"It's alright love, we'll work this out, get our revenge" he whispered, resting his head on top of mine. I was drowning, being buried alive in an endless sea of pain, the only thing keeping my a drift where Klaus's arms wrapped tightly around me, the only piece of warmth in this painful sea.

Sun wiggled itself under my eye lids irritably. Submitting to its call I squinted my eyes open. The popcorn ceiling greeted me. My body was tiff and screamingly soar from a long, restless sleep. Attempting to stretch a tightening grip around my waist had me tensing into reality. Klaus's arms around my waist surprised me before the events of last night returned to me. I had cried, well into the night, cried still when my tears ran dry. Through this all Klaus held me, whispering an attempt of comforting words. Rolling myself over I allowed my eyes to search his face. He was beautiful asleep, his face not taking on the shell he wore during the day. Lifting his arm I squirmed my way off the bed. Grabbing the close from the floor I slid my pants off thoughtlessly. Sliding on the jeans I pulled my shirt over my head. "Don't mind me" Klaus's voice broke the silence. Spinning towards the sound I instinctively covered my naked breasts. Klaus lounged on the bed, head resting on his arms, unblinking at my half naked body. I felt a blush creeping its way down my neck. He smiled brightly over at me as I grabbed the shit, pulling it over my head, desperate for some coverage. "Please don't cover on my account" he teased as I turned to glare at him.

"I need to go home" I forced myself to say. "I need to get my close" I told him when he continued to lounge back.

"You could always go around in your birthday suit" he teased receiving him another dirty look.

"Bite me" I snapped without thinking.

"Happily" he smirked back, eyes lighting up.

"How about no" I shot back, realizing my mistake. "anyway, you didn't grab me a bra or underwear" I reminded him, folding the dirty close.

"Oh but I did" he corrected rolling over to reach beside the bed. Rolling back he dangled two piece of materials. MY eyes zoned in on them as a blush darkened my face brightly.

"You can't expect me to wear those" I gasped, pointing at the stringed together red laced materials.

"Of course you can" he purred tossing them over at me. Catching them I looked between him and the material in disbelief. Groaning in defeat I turned abruptly, scurring myself into the washroom. Closing the door I lifted the red thong up, fingering the thread in disbelief. "He's a pervert" I squeaked as I heard Klaus laugh from the other side of the door. "Oh shut up" I snapped at the closed door before looking back at the reflection, questioning his and my sanity.

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