Author's Babble: Hello and thank you for the continuing support. :D
WARNING: Just giving readers a heads up that this chapter involves rape.
CHAP 19:
"No, no, no. Elijah? Elijah, can you hear me? Answer me. Please?" I pleaded in strained whispers while Elijah remained unresponsive, except to slip out of me. I took his head in my hands and lifted Elijah's it from where it had fallen face down above my shoulder on the bed. I spread my fingers across his face, looking for any sign of movement as I tried to rouse his attention. Tears leaked from the outer corners of my eyes, more in panic than loss. He couldn't be dead. He was an original. Yet dead was the only description I could give his current state.
"Elena." A familiar voice interrupted my panicked fear. Some material flew up and covered Elijah and my heads. "When I lift Elijah, cover yourself with the robe." I know that voice.
"Jonas?" I queried.
"Cover yourself." He ordered roughly and Elijah's weight began lifting from me. I scrambled to grab the material I'd been ordered to dress in and do so. I didn't know if I should be trusting Jonas. He'd sided with Klaus after all. But I hardly able to do anything else with Elijah lying on me. Nor would I be able to confidently fight against anyone or anything while starkers. If I had to I would. But surely there'd be no disadvantage to me by dressing. If Klaus was here, it would be satisfying to see his face knowing that his brother had gotten to me before him. Seeing as Klaus had intended to claim me upon our first meeting. I had a feeling the satisfaction would be momentary though. If it did bother Klaus then I had to assume he'd be mighty angry. Sitting up while dressing myself in the bath robe I darted my gaze around the room before remembering that Klaus couldn't get inside. But Jonas could, and he had magic. I opened my mouth to say something, anything to Jonas, but he spoke again and I complied dumbly. "Dress him." Jonas had manoeuvred Elijah to levitate into a standing position next to the bed facing me. I pulled Elijah's briefs up his legs to contain his flaccid member. Pursing my lips together grimly at the visual image of how something amazing that we'd been sharing had become such a downer. Way to ruin the mood. I then pulled up and fastened his pants before finding his shirt on the floor and guided his arms into it with the help of Jonas. If I wasn't focussing on ensuring Elijah some modesty, I knew I would have fumbled through the actions. After pulling the shirt down over his head I felt an object sticking out of Elijah's back which the rest of his shirt would tent over when it covered the rest of his torso. It was about level with his heart and had a handle from what I could see. I moved around Elijah to look closer at it.
"Leave it." Jonas said firmly. "Pull the shirt down." After looking at it for a moment longer I pulled the shirt down and was relatively happy with Elijah's appearance. Apart from the deadness.
The anticipation of what was going to happen made me so nervous. Klaus' previous visit didn't paint me the best picture. My heart beat wildly in my chest and my eyes kept darting around in surveillance. I reached down for my own shirt and pants.
"Leave them."
"But-."
"I said, leave them." Jonas re-stated demandingly. I straightened and looked at him warily. "Now. Get moving towards the front door."
"Can I not get dressed? Please?" I appealed to him.
"No." He stated robotically. I tried again.
"Can I at least use the toilet?" There was a slight pause before he answered.
"Very well. Make it quick. He's Waiting." My mouth went dry and I swallowed hard, looking at Jonas terrified. "Hurry up." I quickly moved to the en suite as if on auto pilot and used the loo before cleaning myself up a little with a soapy washer. I did not need Klaus smelling my arousal from Elijah. As I began washing my hands a loud knock sounded from the door. "I hope you're not trying anything. It won't help."
"Anything is a help where Klaus is concerned." I mumbled bitterly. Turning off the tap I looked at my reflection as tears formed in my eyes. This was it. No one would come to my rescue this time and I didn't hold much hope of achieving anything by myself. I wouldn't survive an afterlife with Klaus. Not if he would indulge himself with me. Sure I'd be immortal as a Hybrid, but I don't know whether my mind would last. A sob escaped me and I hung my head. Suddenly a rush of energy rose up within me and I straightened before turning and walking through the bathroom door which opened for me as I approached. Is Jonas doing this? Eyes wide and glistening with moisture I noticed Elijah was no longer in the room. Meeting Jonas' gaze with my own I found him completely focussed on me. Yep, it's him. Not committed enough to Klaus' cause to physically dirty your hands Jonas? As hard as I tried to defy whatever hold Jonas' magic had on me I couldn't break free of it. I passed him and moved out the bedroom door. He followed me closely through the house as we made our way to the front door. I was boiling in anger. I hated being controlled, and I was facing lifetimes of it with Klaus. But this possession-like method was incredibly offensive because it wasn't physical, but it also wasn't exactly mental. The front door was drawing closer and my breathing came in short sharp bursts as my panic became dizzying.
Stepping through the front door I hardly felt the change in temperature as I left the shelter of the house. My icy cold blood was all that registered. Thick and heavy as it moved sluggishly through my veins. It's coarse movements flooded my ears. Nearly drowning out Jonas' words when he spoke again.
"I am sorry Elena." With that he released me from his control and I fell forward onto my hands and knees. Jerking my head upwards I looked around for Klaus but my eyes fell only on a dark coloured van. Getting back on my feet a movement caught the corner of my eye from around the right corner of the house. The moonlight revealed it to be Klaus. Without noticing I stopped breathing for a long moment before drawing a deep breath and spinning to face the open door as Klaus began slowly approaching me. Moving to dart inside I found myself unable to pass through by an invisible force. My jaw dropped in disbelief before it morphed into terror and my lower lip quivered as I tried to break through the barrier again, before turning back away from the house. Klaus had maintained his laboriously slow movements towards me. I had plenty of room to run in the other direction, providing Jonas didn't stop me. If I assumed right. Now that I was out of the house. Klaus wouldn't need assistance. My body debated with my mind as I decided to run. Causing me to falter for a moment in my reaction, before taking off. Looking back only once I was still within earshot to hear Klaus dismiss his warlock.
"Why don't you wait in the van Jonas? I'll take things from here." Klaus said easily. My panic at those words nearly made me stumble but I pushed on. Running around the back of the house with the intention of getting in the back door. I didn't know if I should bother trying, but I had no idea how close a neighbouring house might be. For all I'd know I might run in a wrong direction, further sealing my fate. Any option that ran through my head seemed hopeless, because there was no guarantee that whatever I chose to do would help me at all. I was so conflicted. Reaching the back door I turned the handle and it immediately swung inwards. So close. I tried to walk in, but the same invisible force prevented me from doing so. It had to be something to do with Jonas. Oh no. God. This is torture. The door is open. The house is safe. But I can't get in! Breathing hard I whirled when I heard the crunch of a twig snapping under foot. Wether it was a real sound, or something I imagined I took stock in the sound and allowed it to fuel me into my next move. I had to do something. Running off again I headed towards the creek a little way from the house. Hopefully if I followed it, it would bring me to another property with a house I could enter. If I could even reach it. I had to block out the thought that I was kidding myself. As if I could get away from Klaus. He'd let me run and get this far away from him. It wasn't by accident.
"Elena." His voice sing-songed into my ears as if he was standing just to my right. I thought I saw him there for a moment and swerved off the direct path my feet were taking me to the creek. I hissed in pain as I ran across a patch of prickles, swerving back to my original path when Klaus appeared to my left. My breath was rushing sharply in an out of my lungs and I knew I wasn't going to be able to run forever. As it was, my loose breasts were hindering my progress as each movement caused them to push oxygen from my lungs as they thumped against my rib cage. Knowing the odds were against me, at the same time I knew I couldn't just stop. I would not succumb to Klaus. Never.
Klaus flashed in front of me and my eyes registered him much too late for my body to react. I ran straight into his hard chest. So violently repulsed by him that I fell back onto the ground and shuffled backwards on my palms and heels even as I looked up at him terrified. He's got me. Tears filled my eyes, waiting to down at me Klaus lowered his gaze hungrily to around my thighs and I realised that much of the skirt of my robe was up over my hips giving him a view of my most intimate parts. Feeling a wave of nausea I flung the skirt down and kept shuffling backward till there was three metres between us and got to my feet.
"I hope you haven't exhausted yourself my pet?" He began almost affectionately. "We have much to do and discuss." He darted forward and grabbed my right upper arm in a crushing grip, causing me to yelp before I got it in my mind to twist away from him. My tears fell in a flood of misery.
"No! I screamed. "Let me go!"
"Certainly." He permitted before a rush of wind blew around us and I found myself half pushed, half thrown into the back of the van I'd run from. Immediately my eyes fell on Elijah. Scrambling over to him as he lay on the floor I looked for any signs of life.
"Elijah?" I whispered. The door slid shut loudly behind me and I started like a caged animal in fear. Turning away from Elijah to see Klaus inside with us I visibly trembled and scrambled myself back into a corner, never taking my eyes off him. In my peripheral vision I noticed there were no windows at all and only two doors. The side one Klaus had pushed me through and one at the very back. Moving from the door, Klaus sat on a seat closest to it and I noticed that the van had been decked out with a similar interior to a limousine.
"Now." He began in a measured drawl. "Last time we met I was in a playful mood, so indulged myself a little. However, time is lacking if I am to break my binds during the next full moon. So you'll have to forgive me if my manner is more business-like this time around." Swallowing hard I reigned in my tears and stared at him blankly. Damned if I was going to fall into a blubbering mess in front of him. "I'll take the absence of a reply to mean that you won't mind." He chuckled heartily and his eyes glittered with malice. "Come. Sit" He gestured by patting the seat next to him. The floor of the van vibrated as it roared to life and I felt the sway of the vehicle as it began to move. I shook my head sharply at Klaus who growled before lunging forward and grabbing my hair in his fist. Yanking me towards him. I gave a sharp cry and moved towards him to reduce the sting across my scalp as tears leaked from my eyes again. Sternly screwing my eyes shut to push out the tears I sat next to Klaus but managed to keep half a metre between us. "Now. Tell me. At what stage of the female reproductive cycle are you currently?" Remaining mute I stared at him incredulously. What would that have to do with anything? "Answering me would be your best option Elena." Klaus said casually. Somehow his simple statement was threatening and I grit my teeth together to prevent myself from showing too much apprehension towards the consequences for any of my disobedience.
"I don't answer to you, or anyone else for that matter." I said through my clenched teeth.
"Ah. But that is where you're wrong. You do answer to me. Now tell me, where are you in your cycle?" Klaus asked it like he was a doctor and it was beneficial for him to know.
"That's none of your business!" I fired at him. Why would he need to know such personal information?
"Hmm. You're awfully defensive. Are you menstruating now? I should be able to smell you if you are. But my bother may have decided to mask something as obvious as that."
"Again. That is none. Of. Your. Business!" My skin was crawling with his interest of something so personal.
"Everything." He growled and quickly kneeled on the floor in front of me. "Concerning you is my business. You are mine Elena Gilbert." With that he forced his left forearm across the front of my waist. Pinning me into the seat as his right hand moved swiftly up the inside of my right thigh. I tried to remove his left arm and kicked out at him while trying to keep my legs pressed together. It took only a moment for Klaus to have his hand up between the very top of my thighs. Grabbing the wrist of that hand I tried to push it away, but the next moment Klaus had roughly entered a finger in me and my stomach somersaulted. My body convulsed as if I was going to vomit and I lurched forward with Klaus' finger still within me.
After a few excruciatingly long moments Klaus removed his invasive digit and assessed it. I made to move away from him, but he continued to keep me still with his forearm across my abdomen.
"Hmm. Thought not. Now do you see? It's easier if you just answer me." He manoeuvred his head back and forth trying to keep my eye contact as I tried to avoid his. "Unless you enjoyed that?" He licked his lips as if my enjoyment would be delicious to him.
"Easier for you." I mumbled.
"Elena. I am not all unpleasant. You'll come to realise that. But I will never be sensitive to your needs, if they stand in the way of my own. I need to know where you are in your cycle because you are required to be with child for the ritual. That is, with my child."
"What? No! You can't!."
"But I can." Klaus said shrugging.
"Your a vampire."
"And you are a very special doppleganger. Capable of conceiving the un-dead's children." He grinned joyously. "It has been a closely guarded secret that your sacrificed ancestor conceived a child with me prior to the ritual being performed to bind me. That extra bond to me made the whole affair even more powerful. So we will need to recreate that."
"We will never do any such thing. I will not willingly help you at any time. I will not comply to anything you ask of me. I will not be your damned slave." I spat defiantly.
"You don't need to be compliant, my dear Elena. Surely you're not so naive to assume that I will respect you?" His use of the words respect sent shivers up my spine and I had to work hard to keep my lower lip from trembling. Rape. He would do what he wanted to. And he'd wanted to do that last time. It would happen. My heart pounded in my chest and I briefly wondered if I could stall him in some way by answering his questions about my cycle. I didn't know where I was going, but I wouldn't be able to do anything until I got there. Klaus wouldn't simply let me out of the van.
"I don't know."
"Excuse me?"
"I don't know where I am in my cycle." It was sort of the truth. Sort of.
"Explain." He asked simply.
"Not that it should be any of your information." I began bitterly. "But I have always had unpredictable cycles."
"When did you last bleed?"
"About ten months ago." Klaus narrowed his eyes as he looked up at me scrutinising my face for any tell that I was lying.
"Hmm." Came Klaus' response as his eyes travelled down my body hungrily. Doing nothing to ease how sick to my stomach I felt. "Potentially problematic. But no matter. Perhaps some vampire blood might rectify whatever causes that." He mused. "And the amount of time we'll be spending together will ensure you fall pregnant." I looked over at Elijah sadly wishing he'd killed me before Klaus caught up with us. "Oh, don't worry about him. " Klaus' hand directed my face away from Elijah to look at him. "He'll be back with us soon." Klaus' tone was cheerful and I looked at him sceptically.
"Back with us?" I asked. Klaus began running his free hand up and down my calf, I frowned and tried to move my leg away.
"Yes." He hissed. "I wouldn't want Elijah to miss out on all the fun."
"Fun?" I said sourly. "I don't-." My next word was muffled when Klaus' mouth forcefully claimed mine.
I tried pushing him away from me but it was no use. He seemed harder and stronger than last time and I knew he truly must have been playing with me then. This time he was serious.
"Help!" I screamed at the top of my lungs when Klaus' mouth moved down my neck. "Help me, someone!" Inwardly I begged the universe for mercy. He bit painfully into my neck and I began pleading with him to leave me be, knowing it was useless. As he drank from me greedily my head became foggy and I hoped it would continue so I wasn't aware of what else was going to happen.
"Please. Don't do this."
"You'll be begging me for this eventually Elena. Just give it time." He said gravelly when he brought his mouth away from my neck. I managed to focus on his face to see my blood smeared around his mouth and down his chin and was even more revolted by the man. Willing my eyes to lose focus so I didn't have to see, Klaus must have noticed my disgust and wanted to push it further. He rejoined our mouths and I could taste the metallic flavour of my own blood on his tongue when he forced it between my lips. I tried to pull my head away from him but he held me too firmly. It wasn't like I'd forgotten any of his rules. That I was to respond to him. But forgive me if I wasn't in the mood. I didn't realise he'd moved me so that my back was on the floor until he lifted my torso and head up off it closer to him, before slamming me down again. The back of my head was scorched with intense pain and I lost all thought and focus as my brain rattled against my skull. Groaning my eyes rolled back in my head and my mouth slackened to permit his tongue. I teetered on the edge of unconsciousness, but it never claimed me. Why couldn't I have just blacked out? To fall unconscious and escape everything at least for a little while. "You are to respond to my affections." He spoke fiercely. Affections? So I don't ever have to respond then? Because nothing about you is affectionate you brute. I lay limp beneath him gradually becoming more aware as he grabbed at my breasts having parted the top of the robe, while he kissed my unresponsive mouth. Swiping his tongue around every inch of it as if painting it with my blood. Deciding to play dead I just lay there.
It was really all I could do in any case. While I'd been focused only on the pain at the back of my head he'd parted and pinned my legs down beneath him. "I know you're aware Elena. Stop being difficult and respond."
"How could anyone ever respond to you." I said disgustedly, with no conviction whatsoever. My voice sounded hollow. Had I given up? I suppose the only control I had was on my reaction to Klaus. So if it seemed like he wasn't getting to me, then that was a little win in this situation. I allowed my eyes to close and tried to take my mind elsewhere. Within moments there was intense pressure around my neck and against my windpipe. Keeping mental control of the situation I slowly opened my eyes to see Klaus' intently watching me as he continued restricting my air supply. My cheeks reddened and I parted my lips uselessly, as if by trying to facilitate more air I could rid Klaus' restrictive hands. Finally my eyes bulged and my air starved body convulsed beneath him. My cool demeanour broke as the stress on my body heightened and in desperation I tried to remove his hands from my neck.
"Don't you dare remove your mind from this. You will not disrespect me by casting my actions aside. Women have longed to be in your situation. Women who I could not have cared less about. But you. What you represent and how positively decadent you are, will not insult me by treating this with such disregard as to not react at all." He released my neck and I rapidly sucked air into my lungs. Coughing and spluttering when the air I managed to inhale wasn't enough. Has he crushed my windpipe? The pressured bursts ofoxygen that I forced in and out of my lungs soon widened my windpipe and I was breathing easier. My ears picked up on the sound of a fly opening. Oh god. Don't react. Don't react. Don't give him the satisfaction.
"So I can scream and fight you all the way in repulsion and that's better than willingly responding to you fucking me?" I asked hoarsely, looking up at him to gauge whatever reaction he gave.
"Precisely." He drawled and parted the lower part of my robe despite it hardly covering me by now. His grabbed my mound within his palm and narrowed his eyes at me. I raised my eyebrows at him with an uninterested expression firmly set upon my face. Sneering down at me he shoved one finger inside me again.
I couldn't hide my wince and the soft grunt in pain within my throat was loud enough for me to hear, so there was no chance Klaus had missed it. It was easily assumed even before his expression turned gleeful and his eyes laughed down at me. I swallowed hard when he removed his finger and shifted his weight. Bringing himself to lie down on me somewhat. Here we go. This is happening. Least I wont fall pregnant. There is some hope for the world. This is going to hurt though. Positioning the head of his cock at my entrance I couldn't even justify the inevitable pain with long term gain. This wouldn't be the first time if Klaus had his way. As Klaus pressed himself against my entrance I couldn't ignore this any more and wriggled beneath him trying to move away from his imposing cock. Klaus growled in his chest and held my hips painfully still with both hands. Deciding my arms were still useful despite not being able to push him away I darted my hands towards his face and stabbed at his eyes with two of my fingers. With satisfaction it paused Klaus' actions. But it was short lived as he used his speed to force my arms above my head with one of his own and brought his whole body down upon mine attaching his mouth to my neck. Once he had me smothered he stopped all movement before thrusting up strongly into me. Screaming in pain hot tears ran out to my hairline as Klaus removed himself nearly all the way before rudely invading my dry tight space again. It was like his member was covered with sandpaper. With each thrust it felt like he was tearing me apart. Despite being well and truly aroused with Elijah not long ego. None of the accommodating results of our sex had remained. Something I was thankful for despite causing me pain. Crying out again as his thrusts became rougher I tried to relax but kept tensing up with fearful anticipation of each forceful movement.
"Yes." He hissed. "Oh, you are lovely." Klaus grunted a few times and his breathing wavered a little in his obvious pleasure. "So tight. So perfect.". Increasing his speed impossibly for a few thrusts before slowing down excruciatingly, I cried out again while I lay beneath him helpless not looking at his face. "That's it. Scream for me Elena. Scream for me." I barely felt the hard floor of the van beneath me that Klaus' weight and thrusts continued to push me against. Lifting his torso up off my chest he arched his back to bring his mouth down and bit multiple times across my collar bone and the tops of my shoulders causing me to jump and whimper with each bite. It surprised me how quickly I became used to the sharp pricks in my skin and ceased my pained sounds. Klaus wasn't happy about that and moved onto trailing his pointed teeth down across my breasts with enough force to rip open the skin and blood to well up in the grooves he left. The pain was searing across my sensitive flesh and I sobbed openly, praying for this to end. When he'd finished with his teeth he began swirling the surfaced blood around with his tongue which didn't seem too bad until he pressed it into the wounds. When Klaus focused only on thrusting into me again I looked up to see his face a picture of concentration. He looked like he was working towards the finish and my assumptions were enforced when he rammed his cock into me faster and faster. Stopping his thrusts for a moment he bit painfully into my neck again and suckled greedily, groaning before he began ramming himself into me over and over again. Eventually moving so fast he had to be using his vampire speed. Somewhere along the way the pain became numbing, or else I managed to ignore it somewhat. I felt so disgusting, I could feel smeared blood around my neck and on my chest as it cooled. And the nausea I felt was so intense. Closing my eyes when Klaus' breaths became harsher I waited for this to end. Finally he stilled and grunted a few times as I felt him empty his seed within me before collapsing onto me. When I felt him come it was the final straw on my stomach and I turned my head to the side in time to hurl about a cup of translucent blood stained liquid onto the floor next to me.
I began shaking at the reality that my emotional and mental revulsion of Klaus had physically made me sick. As he continued to lie on me breathing hard I was somewhat thankful that my vomit was just water and didn't have an odour. Eventually Klaus lifted himself off of me. Removing his violating tool and replacing it inside his pants which he then zipped up. I watched him do so uninterestedly through half open eyes. He licked my blood clean from around his mouth and looked down over my body with satisfaction.
"Thank you Elena." He said simply before crouching down to me. Thank you for what? It's not like I gave you permission you bastard. I only registered what he was doing when I felt his tongue licking the inside of my left thigh. I sat up and pushed myself away from him instantly, wincing in the process at how raw I felt. Catching sight of the blood on the inside of my thighs I thought I was going to vomit again."Surely you'd like to be presentable for our arrival? I was merely cleaning the blood off you." He raised his eyebrows and looked pointedly at me.
"Don't bother." I spat drawing the front of the robe shut and tying the belt before scuttling backwards into another corner. He smirked.
"Good to see I haven't broken your spirit my sweet. I had been eager to see if your fire remained after our first meeting. You would be tediously boring if you shut yourself away for eternity." He settled himself back on the seat he had originally and openly watched me. I felt as though his gaze shrivelled me and instead turned my head to look at Elijah while I leaned back into the corner.
