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I spent the rest of the afternoon with Rebekah, supporting a teen novel that really made my teeth hurt so sweet that it was the movie. I insisted that the next night we would attend another kind of movie.
Rebekah turned her head on the pillow to stare at me. 'Speaking of romance ... not that I want to be inconvenient. But you seem quiet with the meeting with Nolan. Are you really okay with this?'.
'I need to find out the source of information that Nolan is receiving, Rebekah'.
She nodded. 'And my brother, he accepted right?'.
'You didn't talk about Damon lately'. I decided to quickly change the subject.
The face of my roommate fell. 'We barely talked since lunch at my mom's house. I think he realized that he was sending me mixed signals and retreated completely'.
'I didn't notice anything different about you two, last time we go out'.
'That's because you were just thinking about Nik'.
I gave a laugh. 'Yeah, okay'.
Rebekah launched a pillow at me. And we laughed.
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The Club was named In&Out and today was the opening night. I knew he was going to be there, Rebekah had warned me that night that her brother had called asking for her to be with him, Damon probably would also be there. I didn't want to believe that Klaus would need an army to keep an eye on me, but I said yes. I had talked with him, and cleared up our relationship.
I decided to use a turquoise dress, simple with a high neck and a neckline in the back which was a little below my waist, and a sheath with a number above the knees, definitely less than I had ever worn in public before.
I needed to impress Nolan, he needed to give me a name, and if for that I had to wear a shorter skirt, I didn't care.
I held my hair and wore my make-up heavier, Rebekah helped me, and put a high heel. Rebekah was, as usual, stunning in a golden gown and a-line spaghetti strap sandals.
I was going to meet Nolan at the Club, which was probably a good idea, because when I came to the Club I found Klaus on the other side of the bar in a corner, and the look he gave me was not good. He was standing with Rebekah and Damon at his side, the club music pounding around us. My hands flew to my hips with his expression. 'What?' I muttered, he read my lips but turned his face to the side.
Hurt by his response to what I thought was a very hot dress, I shrunk the shoulders like I didn't care.
The space of the main floor of the Club was huge and divided into two levels. Four long curved steps, separated the bar from a small dance floor, with sofas and tables around. Black walls with brightness of lights surrounding the top level and down into the main space, the corners of the room were split with burning copies on paper that lit up the back. A huge modern chandelier shaped into flames hung from the ceiling and added drama. Customers entered the Club from the lower level where a ladder bring them here, and another took up downstairs for two more levels.
The first level was a small ballroom at the ground level, where there was a cocktail bar. I met Nolan there and I went to him.
When he saw me, opened his eyes and cleared the throat. 'Caroline, you're gorgeous'.
'Nolan, how are you?' I decided to use my charm. I was going to be the bait and he needed to bite the hook.
'Better, now that you're here' he called a waitress and asked me. 'What do you want to drink?'.
'Black Vodka with orange, please'. I told to the waitress.
Nolan asked for more whisky for him, by the number of cups that were in the table, this would be his third drink.
'Here I am, as agreed. Now, Nolan, tell me who is your source'.
Nolan shook his head. 'It's too soon'. He sipped his drink. 'Shall we dance?'.
I looked to where Klaus was and watched by the dim light of the Club, girl after girl flirt with him and as he smiled back at them like an idiot.
Not wanting to demonstrate the sharp increase of jealousy that I was feeling, I shrunk the shoulders and I went with Nolan to the dancefloor. While I was dancing I searched the crowd for Rebekah and I found her at the bar, staring at Damon, who was flirting with a girl who I didn't recognize. Men, I shook my head angrily. Idiots.
Maybe my vodka had left me a little drunk. Suddenly I felt a cold hand on my bare back. Nolan leaned over and whispered in my ear. 'Come with me'. I felt him dragging me, he opened a door and we enter.
'Nolan, what are we doing here?' The room looked like an Office.
'I know the owner of this Club, here we will be alone and can negotiate better the information that you want'.
'The deal was I come with you here and you give me a name'.
'But I want more. You know something? You're just an intern and Matt still gives you the best articles. Tell me, what did you do? Slept with him?'.
Suddenly I became the prey rather than predator. I got scared and tried to bypass him to get to the door. But the door was locked. He continued. 'So I decided to go looking for information, and I didn't get very far because she came to me. Someone who knows a lot about the past life of Klaus. The name you want is very important for your precious boyfriend, because if it wasn't, he wouldn't be on the other side of the bar watching us without saying anything'.
I kept trying to open the door, now with all my strength, but it wouldn't open. 'It's not worth trying to open the door ... only I have the key. Now let's talk about some things'. He pushed me to the wall and stuck his body to mine. 'Let me go' I screamed. But Nolan kept me stuck with his body as he pulled my dress up with one hand and with the other he capped my mouth.
Taking advantage, I bit him, hard, and felt the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. When he took the hand I spat in his face and tried in vain to push him. He opened the zipper of his pants and I felt him hard against me, I just could scream but the sound of the music was too loud. Tears fell from my eyes and I couldn't stop them.
Suddenly, I heard a bang, and Nolan's hand was ripped from my body and I watched when he fell to the ground, blood running down his nose. I looked up at Klaus, who was shaking his fist already swollen, his chest heaving with fury as he looked to Nolan. I felt Rebekah and Damon coming to us.
'Are you OK?' Klaus asked me, while he took the coat for me. My dress was partially torn.
Nolan snorted and looked at Klaus. He was passing his hand by a nosebleed and smiling to Klaus. 'It seems your rider came to save you, Caroline'. His eyes examined me. 'It is a pity that you had so much work to get a name and now you will never find out who is my source'.
Klaus was like a lightning. In a minute he was beside me and the next he had Nolan on the ground, slamming his fist on it again and again.
Rebekah ran to me and pushed me away. The security guard appeared to catch a Nolan bloodied and takes him to the police station.
Damon held firm Klaus while the two faced. Klaus pointed ominously for Nolan. 'You stay away from her, you heard? I will kill you if you lay a finger on her. If you think about her, I kill you'. He growled.
Nolan wiped his face 'You got mad with this after all what your father did to you. This is nothing! I will think of her at night, don't worry'.
Klaus growled and advanced to him again, and one of the bodyguards helped Damon to hold him. 'Take him out' Damon ordered the security guard , 'Take him to the cops', and then his eyes turned to Nolan. 'If I saw you somewhere, anywhere, I'll knock your teeth at the back of your skull'.
With the threat of Damon, Nolan made a face and left the security drive.
Klaus pushed Damon's hands out of him.
'Are you okay?' Damon asked me.
I waved and Klaus's eyes slid to me. 'First you wear this dress. Then you start to flirt with this scum of man'. He whispered in my face.
'Nik, he tried to rape her'. Rebekah tried to defend myself.
'Bekah stay out of this'.
He looked at me, and at that point he should have taken conscience of my tears. He never yelled at me before, and I stepped back, intimidated and annoyed in equal measure. Then I hit hard in his chest. 'I?' I talked incredulous. 'I did all this for you, you ungrateful. To find out who was the source and before he release more information about your family, your stupid!' I kept pounding on his chest.
He let me beat him. 'I'm sorry, love. Hit me, get rid of everything ...' he hugged me when I stopped hitting him and started to cry again. I was hugging him while he spent his hands in my back and whisper sweet words in my ear. 'Everything will be okay, love ... I won't let anything bad happen to you'.
When we left the Club, Klaus carried me. I was drained of tears and my adrenaline had worn out because I felt very tired. A policeman approached us. 'Ma'am, I need a statement from you, to proceed the complaint'.
Rebekah approached. 'Klaus take her home, tomorrow morning early, she will give the statement'.
'No', I interrupted her. 'I'd rather go now. I want to forget this ever happened'.
'Damon, take Rebekah home. I'll go with Caroline'. Klaus asked.
'I'm with Caroline. We're all'. Rebekah grabbed my hand. 'I'm not going to let my friend'.
I smiled. Rebekah was a true friend.
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I had no idea where Klaus lived and was surprised when the taxi stopped on the runway leading to the University. Situated above a cafe and a express supermarket, was a modern building with luxury apartments. We entered in the elevator to the top floor.
I should have known.
The location was amazing to say the least, but it definitely seemed like a man lived there. Wood floors everywhere, a huge chocolate brown suede sofa in the corner, a fireplace of glass near the wall, an enormous wide-screen TV on the wall. A partition wall separating the kitchen from the living room. The kitchen itself, clearly was top of the line, but all in a cold steel and seemed to never have been used. On the back of the apartment there was a ladder that I figured would lead to the rooms.
Was all that glass which made it so cool. Floor to ceiling Windows on three sides offering a view to the city, with French doors leading to a huge private terrace. I found out later, that upstairs, on the opposite side of the building, was the main room with a cover of 360 degree view of the city.
The view at night was spectacular.
'You haven't said a word since we left the police station. Are you all right?'.
I turned to face him, knowing how to find a temporary cure. 'Take me to your room'.
Klaus smiled slowly, confused, causing another twist in my gut. 'Come on'.
When we got to the room, I was pulled into his arms, his hands holding tight in my neck when he fell with his mouth on mine. It was a desperate kiss. Whether it was his desperation or mine, I didn't know. I just knew that I had never been kissed so deeply, so avidly. It wasn't about finesse. It was about trying to sink each other.
Klaus broke the Kiss, his chest rising and falling hard when he tried to retrieve the breath. I looked at him, when he grabbed my face gently with his hands and gave a soft kiss on my mouth. When he walked away, hands whispering through my arms and he turned me slowly with his hands on my waist. I had my back turned to him, my breath ragged when his fingers reached the closing side of my dress. His touch was so hot that I could feel the heat through the material. The only sound was of our breaths excited. My dress fell at my feet, Klaus took me up and put me in bed. Then he undressed and took from a drawer a pair of pajamas and lay down beside me.
I went up to him and tried to kiss him, but he walked away. 'You don't want me? I want it so much. I want this our arrangement. I want you ...' I pulled a strong breath, feelling my control slipping.
He was silent for a moment, his eyes searching. 'You don't want that now. Caroline, you were almost raped. Now you don't need a lover, you need a friend'.
He hugged me and stayed that way for some time, until our breaths synchronized. I could feel his chest rise and fall on my back while he breathed.
I fell asleep.
….
One minute I was dreaming of a world taken over by floods, the rising water inside of our apartment, with no way out, my panic deepened stronger when the water rose to the ceiling, leaving me waiting for my impending death, when I felt a pair of hands on my waist pulling me further into the darkness.
My eyes opened suddenly. I was in a bed. It was in the morning.
I didn't notice but I was screaming.
'Caroline'. The worried voice of Klaus penetrated the fog, and I reached his hand to try to reassure him. 'Breathe', he murmured in my ear, her hand squeezing mine, the other on my hip, holding me.
I breathed in, out of rhythm, taking back control, leaving my lungs open, my heart rate slow. Exhausted, I leaned to support Klaus's chest.
After a minute or two, Klaus said 'I know you don't want to talk about what happened with Nolan, but ... these panic attacks are happening too often?'.
'Sometimes. More recently.'
He sighed and my body moved along with his chest. 'If I could, I'd never let you alone that night. Maybe you should talk to someone about the attack?'.
I pulled away from him, unable to look at him. 'I'll think about it'.
He combed my hair behind my ear, his fingers sliding along my chin to turn to face him. Her eyes were concerned.
He nodded. 'Great'.
…..
When reached Wednesday and I received a text message from Klaus warning me that he couldn't see me that night, I have to admit that I was a little disappointed. I couldn't admit that in fact I was quite sad. He was in the final stage to close an agreement which he had been working all summer, from what I understand.
I went to work and I was able to write an article and review it all , surprise and satisfied that I could write so much in one day, without the memories they'd send me back to the bathroom in a panic attack. The episode with Nolan still haunted my thought, but I was more rested because he would be imprisoned for three months. Unfortunately we haven't discovered who was the source, but at least now Nolan could not write for this magazine because Matt fired him. Without Klaus to keep me busy, I left Rebekah choose two films for us to see. She couldn't take it and went to bed early.
A few hours later, I was sleeping.
I woke up when I felt the world falling out from under me. 'What?' I muttered, my eyes trying to adjust to the dim light.
'Shhh, love' I heard the low voice of Klaus above me, and I realized that I was in his arms. 'I'm putting you to bed'.
I was sleepy, my arms around his neck as he carried me toward my room. 'What are you doing here?'
'I missed you'.
'Mmm' I muttered, burying myself deeper into his embrace. 'I've missed you too'.
A second later, I was sleeping.
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1. Will Nolan be out of jail?
2. What will be the next secret of Klaus past that will be out?
3. In the next chapter, Caroline's mother will show up, what do you think she'll do?