They got home rather quickly- mostly due to the fact that Sam badly need to pee and was waddling like a penguin all the way back. Charlotte decided to go see Klaus that night- he would come to the house if she didn't. She was surprisingly looking forward to seeing him- but that was probably because she wanted to yell at him so much. She needed to let her anger out. It was the only way she would get past him abandoning her. He had left her for Katherine- Charlotte was the most angry about that. Klaus must not have cared for her at all. But Klaus had to care a little bit- he kept coming back after all. He threw a brick through a window for her, and that wasn't exactly his style. He preferred to do spooky stuff, but he wouldn't be able to do spooky stuff to get her to come to meet him. But Charlotte wasn't going to go as far as calling his brick throwing 'romantic'.
They made it home, and Charlotte immediately ran upstairs to get changed. She had glass on her dress, which was not the most attractive thing. She checked her hair for glass and found none- so she left it how it was and changed into a black t-shirt and jeans. She didn't put any more make-up on- she wasn't making an effort for the guy that had abandoned her, and once again she reminded herself that she was only going to see him so she could yell at him some more.
Somehow the bathroom door had gotten stuck- and when Charlotte came out of her room, she was met by a wailing Sam. The other bathrooms were all the way across the house, and it was obvious Sam couldn't last that long without peeing his panties. Lee was trying his best to knock the door open, but it wouldn't budge. Charlotte watched, amused, for a few minutes, but then when Lee stubbed his toe she had to intervene.
"Boys. Move outta the way," she ordered them.
"Charlotte, even we can't get the door open, what makes you think you can?" Lee said, leaning against the wall clutching his foot.
Charlotte glared at him and put her hands on her hips defiantly, sticking her chin out.
"Are you referring to the fact I am a woman?"
Lee looked at her and realized he had made a mistake, then he blushed an appetizing color of pink.
"Oh, Charlotte- I didn't mean- It's just cause boys are stronger, that's all," he stumbled.
Charlotte continued to glare at him.
"Girl's can be just as strong as boys, Lee-Lee," and with that she used her supernatural strength to kick the door open.
Lee stared at her while Sam practically yelled a 'thank you!' at her and disappeared into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
Charlotte and Lee stared at each other, Charlotte beaming proudly. He looked confused, then Charlotte got bored.
"I grew up with three boys, Lee. I know a great deal about kicking," she told him coldly. That wasn't actually true. Her father had been too busy doing his paperwork, Damon had been too busy keeping his sex life to a satisfactory level, and Stefan had been too busy prancing around with lots of flowers and going googly-eyed over Katherine to show her kicking skills.
"Oh right, yeah I forgot," Lee said sheepishly, then he limped his way down the stairs. Charlotte heard a sigh of bliss come from inside the bathroom. The sort of sigh that men do when they finally get the bathroom after needing to empty the Soldier for hours. She giggled and Sam heard her.
'Charlotte! Quit laughing, I've needed for hours!" Sam yelled.
She laughed even more, then made her way downstairs.
It was only half past ten, so she had another one and a half hours to go before meeting Klaus again. They had gotten back earlier than planned, and so they had a lot of time to kill. The boys were exhausted though, and they went to bed around half eleven. Charlotte sat in the living room, watching the TV. She vaguely wondered what Klaus wanted that was so important that he had to throw a brick through a window for.
Midnight struck and Charlotte took a quick look in the mirror before checking that all the house's electricity was off- she didn't want the house to catch fire again. She closed the front door firmly behind her, then walked slowly walked toward the woods.
The atmosphere around her was one of anticipation and it seemed to vibrate with every step she took. Klaus wasn't far away, she could sense it.
She entered the woods, and just stood against a tree. She could see her breath come out frostily in the cold air. A few minutes after arriving, she heard footsteps behind her, and turned.
There he was, smiling, in an old yellow raincoat.
He hadn't changed: well, of course he hadn't. But there was not much shock as the last time she had seen him. There was only a buzz, he was so gorgeous.
"You came," he said.
"Obviously," she said bluntly.
Klaus's head tilted a little, looking her up and down. Charlotte looked him in the eye and smiled.
"Why did you want to see me?" she asked, still smiling.
He swiftly looked her up and down again before answering.
"To claim you as mine again."
Charlotte lost her smile and frowned at him.
"And how would you do that?"
He smiled and stepped even closer to her. She took a step back. He laughed.
"My love, you can't run from me forever."
"I don't think running is the same thing as walking, Klaus," she spat at him. "And I still need to talk to you."
He moved forward too quickly for Charlotte to notice. She felt his arms wrap tightly around her and his head dropped till their lips were inches apart. His blue eyes stared into her green ones.
"Then talk," he said, stroking her hair lightly.
"You abandoned me."
Klaus sighed, frustrated. Even Charlotte had to admit that it was slightly unnerving to be held by and angry Old One.
"I thought we'd been over this," he said, closing his eyes in anger. His warm breath softly caressed her face, and she had to fight hard not to close her eyes too.
"You have, I haven't," she said. "What was so special about Katherine? What did she have that I didn't?"
Klaus kept his eyes closed for a few more seconds, then sighed softly and opened them again. He looked down at her and she watched his face as he arranged his answer.
"I made Katherine a vampire, like I made you. She was my responsibility, as are you. But the connection I felt with you, I did not have that with her," he said, staring into her eyes.
"Connection. You mean sex?" Charlotte said coldly.
Klaus growled, and she nearly tried to scramble out of his arms, but she decided to stand her ground- whether it killed her or not.
"I didn't have sex with Katherine when I made her a vampire, Charlotte. She was not exactly good looking back at that time, she was dying you see. Whereas you," he stroked her cheek, making her shiver. "You were so beautiful that night. If not a little scared," he chuckled.
The time for speaking was over- well, for Klaus anyway- and he crashed his mouth down on hers. She tried to protest- but he was too strong for her. Charlotte didn't like being so close to someone who was stringer than her, but his lips were familiar and tasted to sweet and soft...
She found herself twining her arms around his neck, making him moan in response. Their tongues were fighting for dominance, trying to get more of the taste of each other. Klaus backed her up against a tree, trying to get even more close to her. His hand slipped up her shirt, but he didn't do anything more but stroke her skin.
"Your skin is so soft, my love," he murmured into her mouth. And he pulled away from her. Charlotte involuntarily made a sound of protest. He smiled at her.
"Not here, sweetheart. I will not have you feeling cold and on display when we make love again."
Making love?- Charlotte thought. Who said we were making love? Fooling around, more like.
Klaus looked angry.
"I do not fool around, Charlotte. You had no problem giving yourself to me when we first met."
"I was younger then," she growled at him.
Klaus smiled at her. "And you're even more beautiful now, sweetheart."
And then he did something that shocked her. He picked her up and carried her through the forest. Honestly, manly much?
