Chapter Four

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I was startled as they continued to embrace me, touch me, sniff me. It was so strange. Honestly I wanted to pull away, because it was creepy, but my muscles refused to move. It took me a moment to realize why. As one of them touched me from around my hips, I began to moan. Every caress ignited a fire within my stomach.

I began to move closer until I was leaning on them, and they had to support most of my weight. I should've been embarrassed especially when Damon who was standing with everyone else at the end of the hallway leading into the living room that I vaguely remembered I was in, cleared his throat, but I wasn't.

It felt so good, so right like I was finally getting something I didn't realize that I needed.

I didn't notice the raging voices behind me my dream boys, and I, nobody else.

The blond one was the first to pull away. I whined until he whispered in my ear, "Don't worry. We'll finish this up later."

Finish what up?

The boy or should I say man with the dark brown hair added, with a stronger British accent than the first, "I vote for sooner rather than later."

I was a little dizzy as I spun around to face my family and friends, that I just remembered were still in the room. The two men supported me from behind.

"What is going on?" Elena said, stepping forward. "Why were Elijah and Klaus touching her like that?"

"That was so not cool, man," Tyler added.

"Wait a second," I said turning around to face the dark and the light, "which one of you is Klaus?"

"The blond who promised you a fun time," Damon hinted. God, I love him like a friend, but sometimes it takes a lot.

"You are Klaus?" I said to the one with the curly, sun colored hair and unique green eyes. I was confused and angry.

"In the flesh," he confirmed with a grimace knowing the storm that was about to come.

"So first you use your sire bond to get one of your minions to run over my ass, almost killing me in the process and then you feel me up?" I demanded my eyes filling up with tears, but I refuse to let them fall.

"Look love-" Klaus begins looking desperate before he was cut off by Damon.

"To quote Tyler a few moments ago "that was so not cool man"," Damon joked. Was he serious? Well no, but could he ever be?

"I'm outta here," Tyler said leaving. Finally.

"Before I was so rudely interrupted," Klaus said glaring over at Damon, "by a Salvatore none of the less," he turned back to address me, "I was about to say that I'm sorry, and that I'll forever torture myself for what I did to you. I'll never forgive anybody who hurts you, not even myself."

"What changed?" I questioned him.

"I think I'll let my brother explain this one to you. To be honest, I don't fully understand it myself either," Klaus said.

"Well before I begin I'd like to say that my name is Elijah Mikaelson, and that my brother and I hope to get to know you on a personal level, Ms. Gilbert," he introduced himself and extended his hand.

With a single eyebrow raised, I placed my hand in his own thinking that he was going to shake it, but instead he brought my tiny hand to his lips and pecked it once. Moments after I pulled away the spot where he kissed me, still felt warm and tingly.

"I don't know if your sister told you this, but after you fell injured after my brother's wrongdoing, something I promise I'll punish him for, we felt uneasy in pain. We followed this uneasy feeling here where it traced back to you," Elijah began.

"What do you mean? You felt the pain I was feeling once your psychopath of a brother ordered my execution and it led you here?" I was confused.

Klaus hung his head, but not before I caught the unreadable yet intense look in his eyes.

"Not exactly," Elijah smiled, "the bond you share with Klaus and I led us to you after you were hurt."

"What bond?" I questioned him.

"The bond you have with us is a very rare one indeed, the most treasured, the most special," Elijah ranted.

"You guys are soulmates," Stefan realized, "but how is that possible?"

"Wait back up. Bella is the two original brothers' soulmate? But I thought there was only one mate to a person's soul?" Damon tried to catch up to speed.

"Actually," Alaric spoke up for the first time, "there can be multiple mates to a person's soul. That's just a common misconception. I remember Isobel telling me that."

"And that wasn't a red flag?" Damon snorted.

"I don't get it," Bonnie said ignoring Damon, "if Bella has two soulmates doesn't that mean that Klaus and or Elijah can have another mate as well?"

"I really enjoy how they always say my name first. I believe it's the fear talking," Klaus commented. Such a sick man. I shudder. There's no way that I share any bond with him, is there? Because that is scary.

"No, Ms. Bennett there is no other mate for my brother or I. Bella is the only one for us," Elijah said.

"What are you guys talking about?" Aunt Jenna asked. Oh my God! She doesn't know about any of this, not about vampires, witches, or anything.

Alaric tried to comfort her, but it wasn't working. Any second now, and she was about to have a heartattack.

Elena and I shared a look my expression mirroring her own. Aunt Jenna shouldn't know about any of this. She deserves to live a normal life if one even exists. Sometimes I wish that I wasn't aware of the creatures of the night or the murderous beasts serving out a punishment the moon dishes out once a month or the spells that create miracles or horrors.

And now I have not one, but two immortal soulmates? I know that any other girl would die to be in this position, but not I. There's a catch, there always is.

Before Aunt Jenna was able to freak out any longer, Klaus walked over to where Aunt Jenna was ignoring how she cowered away from him. "She's on vervain," Alaric told him.

"Vervain doesn't affect us originals," Klaus said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes before he locked his eyes with Aunt Jenna's large doe like eyes. "You don't remember anything you heard this evening nothing about vampires, or soulmates. All you remember is your niece waking up."

"All I remember is Isabella waking up," Aunt Jenna said in a trance before blinking a few times, snapping out of it. Looking towards me she made plans. "You are probably hungry after being out for so long. I'll make some chicken noodle soup. It won't taste like Stefan's, but it'll be good, I think," she walked off into the kitchen.

"Now that that is taken care of," Klaus stalked towards me much how a predator.

I began to back up, cowering. He stopped in his tracks, puzzled. "What is wrong, sweetheart?" he asked.

You killed your own mother! What would you do to me if I failed you? You almost had me assassinated, and then you just show up in my living room with your brother, and all I want to do is kiss the both of you and rub my center against you guys like a bitch in heat, but at the same time, I want to run for the hills.

"Niklaus, I can hear her thoughts," Elijah admitted starring at me with a pitying yet concerned expression on his face.

Klaus gestured towards me. His jaw was clenched his eyes wider. He was very, very angry. "And, what is she thinking? Why can't I hear her thoughts?"

"I think you can't hear her thoughts because she's afraid of you," Elijah informed him.

"I can't take it anymore!" Klaus began to shout knocking over a side table with a lamp on it. The light bulb attached to the lamp shattered onto the floor. He kicked aside the couch before heading towards me. Damon, Bonnie, Stefan, and even Elena tried to stop him, but it was no use.

"What is going on in there?" I could hear Aunt Jenna's footsteps as she slowly came into sight.

Damon steered her back into the kitchen. "Nothing's wrong. Just another teenage boy throwing a temper tantrum," he exclaimed.

"Not in my house," she snorted.

"I'll take care of it," he promised.

While Damon was distracted with Aunt Jenna, Stefan with Elena, Klaus appeared right in front of me taking advantage.

His eyes locked on mine. Even though I knew what was about to come, I couldn't help but think how beautiful his green eyes were how deceiving. They weren't all one shade. They were several different shades of green.

"Klaus don't!" Elijah came running forward.

"Elijah if you try anything I'll compel her to forget you too," Klaus threatened.

"You wouldn't!" Elijah said horrified. "You've known how long I've waited for her."

"Which is why I know that you won't interfere with what I am about to do next," Klaus taunted him. With his eyes still on my average brown ones, he grabbed my chin gently holding me in place.

I didn't run knowing that he would catch me.

I didn't fight knowing that he was stronger than me.

I gave into the supposed mate to my soul.

"Sweet Isabella you will only have sweet thoughts about me. You will forget about any negative thing that you may have heard about me. And you will definitely not fear me," he said.

God, how did I get lucky enough to meet somebody like him?