Klaymonth Day 4: Holding Hands
Hayley was sitting on the bench, absorbing the jazz playing in the background. It had been months since she turned into a hybrid and months since she had last seen her little girl, Hope. She thought of running away, running to her, taking her from Rebekah's grasps and holding her to her chest. Hope was her daughter and she didn't want to miss out a thing in her daughter's life.
He was grieving too, she could tell. Klaus had done nothing but drink all of his sorrows in bars and picturing Mikael coming with a white oak stake to get rid of him for good. He had nightmares of Hayley and Hope killed by Mikael. He had woken up and she had come to him and soothed him, running her hands through his locks. "Little wolf." He whispered breathing heavily and she hugged him, telling him everything was going to be okay. There was a time when he would have told her that and he was the one who cared for her and took her pain away, during her transition.
Now it was her turn to return the favor. Hayley sighed and whispered to herself that she knew what she had to do now. She couldn't be alone. It was nighttime and she knew the fireworks would be let out in a couple of moments. She didn't want to watch them alone. She wanted to be with someone, but not just anyone. She wanted him! He had to be right there beside her and comfort her and she wanted to be there for him and comfort him. It was only fair. They were both grieving in their own ways.
She stood up and walked around the block until she faced something she never thought she would face. She saw him, sitting all alone on a bench with his hands wrapped together and his face down, looking sad and miserable. Hayley bit her lip. She knew that the two of them were very much alike, but she had no idea that they would be thinking the same way. She wanted to be alone and think and apparently, so did he. But she didn't want to be alone now. She wanted to speak to him so she went over and sat down next to him. Klaus knew she was there but he didn't look up and he didn't say anything.
"Hi." Hayley whispered and Klaus finally looked up but didn't meet her eyes just yet. "Look, you have been avoiding me for a long time now. I just want to know if I have done something to upset you. It wasn't my intention, and I don't want to upset you, please." Klaus still didn't say anything and didn't meet her eyes. "Okay. I just hoped we could talk." Hayley stood up, wanting to leave but Klaus grabbed her hand and pulled her back down on the bench.
"You want me to keep talking? Well, I can't do that since you won't talk back to me, Klaus!" Hayley told him, stubbornly. Klaus finally sighed and spoke up, "It's been months and I haven't managed to bring our daughter back. All I feel is rage and anger, and I don't want to take it out on anyone, especially not you, little wolf." Klaus told her and shocked her.
"You are not taking it out on anyone, but I need you to talk to me about your problems because they are our problems and our family's problems. We can get through this, Klaus and we can bring our daughter home. You have to believe that." Hayley insisted and Klaus smiled at last. It was a sad smile but a smile nonetheless. She was happy she could get at least one emotion out of him.
"I am tired of hurting, little wolf. I want us to be happy. I want this city to be happy. I want to have my family with me. I want Hope. She's my hope." Klaus whispered and dropped his head again to hide one single tear that dropped out of his eye. He didn't want anyone to see him so broken and weak but Hayley knew best. Slowly, she ran her fingers through his gorgeous curls and soothed him just like he soothed her during the transition. "Shhh, it will be okay." Hayley whispered to him.
He buried his head in her neck as she held him there and looked after him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, surprising her as he kept keeping his head buried in her neck. He was acting like a sad little boy and she knew that he wouldn't have let anyone except her see him like this. He had a reputation to keep, but she knew him better than anyone. She let him grieve for a minute.
"Hope will come back to us." Hayley whispered as Klaus pulled back and looked into her eyes. He never realized until now how much he cared for his little wolf. "You must be happy, at least today." Hayley told him and they both stood up as the fireworks began and New Orleans was spread with joy. "Hope would have wanted us to be happy right now." Klaus smiled and took her hand in his.
Hayley looked down at their hands intertwined and felt something, some spark she never thought she would feel again. It was mesmerizing to be with him like this. Their hands were locked for about ten minutes until the fireworks stopped and Klaus cleaned forward and placed a kiss on her cheek.
"Happy Fourth of July, little wolf." Then, before she could react to his sweet touch, he was gone. Hayley let out a small smile as she bit her lip and gently touched her cheek with the hand he held a couple of moments ago. "Happy Fourth of July." Hayley whispered back, watching the beautiful fireworks. Maybe things would really work out between them the way they wanted. They would get Hope back and be a family the way they wanted, the way he wanted.