Warning: Hi all, just warning again that this chapter has rape in it. And because it's Klaus, well. It's particularly not nice. Though the severity of it really has no affect on the status of being nice or not nice. It's never a nice thing.
Anyhoo. Enjoy.
CHAP 22:
Klaus pounced. Crouching down over me he grabbed my hair, twisted it around his hand and stood. Drawing his hold upwards with a long hard pull I was forced to my feet whimpering as I tried to alleviate the sting of my scalp. He drew my back against his front with an arm across my waist and yanked my hair, so that my head rested back at an uncomfortable angle against his shoulder. From this position I could see his face out of the corner of my eye.
"Please! I'm not hiding anything!" I cried angrily.
"That remains to be seen. I'm just after some honesty Elena. If you're taking any contraceptives, that wont continue here. Unless you've hidden them on your person. Which has been as good as thoroughly searched, therefore doubtful." He smirked.
"I am being honest you bastard!"
"Perhaps. But I always like to be sure. And with your downright sexy defiance I can't help but want to aggravate you in the process." He nipped at my neck with his lips and trailed his tongue up to my ear. I shivered in disgust, but by Klaus' chuckle he was interpreting it as a pleasured reaction. That or else he just enjoyed anything I gave him.
"I'm not taking anything. I promise. Just leave me alone." I whispered.
"It is the truth brother." Elijah's voice interjected. "She's never taken any form of medication in the time that she's been living with me. I took her from her home without allowing her to pack in any case, so anything she may have been taking would have well and truly been rendered ineffective by now."
"Thank you for your input brother. Because I have so much faith in your word." Klaus responded darkly. "However. Elena will benefit from any reinforcement of my dominance over her. Even if it's purpose seems redundant. She has to learn. Besides, I think we are due for another round don't you Elena? And, it would be good to know for certain that every opportunity I take to plant my seed in her has the possibility to bring me ever closer to my goal." My mouth went dry. Not again. Tomorrow. Leave me alone till tomorrow at least. Please. "Which brings us full circle. Are you certain there's nothing you'd like to tell me sweetheart?" Klaus' arm around my waist moved upwards to allow him to grope my breast. Stomping my right foot down with as much force as I could, I was saddened when his reaction was to just laugh. In a flash his hand had left my breast and he'd dug a couple of fingers between my ribs again. Pressed until I was screaming in agony. Tears ran freely down around my cheek bones.
"Nothing. There's nothing to tell. It's the truth." I seethed through my clenched jaw. Finally he removed his fingers and the pain became an intense pulsating ache. Breathing easier I slumped against him in relief and found his arousal pressed against my lower back. Yuck.
"Oh, you love it." He projected into my mind. "I think you can take your leave now Elijah."
"Is it a requirement that I leave?" Elijah asked stiffly. Klaus turned us to face Elijah, disgustingly forcing "Mmm." into my head as he ground slowly and deliberately against me in the process. I closed my eyes, almost grateful for the hold Klaus had on my hair. It prevented me from looking at Elijah. Something I wasn't willing to do right now.
"Why brother. I didn't realise you were into watching! You're most welcome to stay if you wish." He said wickedly before releasing me for an undetectable moment to widely open the front of my robe. The fastened belt keeping the material bunched at my hips. While Klaus had reclaimed my waist, he'd left my hair alone and I looked down when I felt cool air on my front. Upon seeing the blood stains on my thighs and Klaus' dried semen, that gravity had kindly drawn from me; I was certain that I was going to vomit again. The feeling left me weak. Was I going to feel like this all the time? I needed to look away. Out of sight, out of mind. I was only torturing myself by continuing to look at the tormenting stains. But I couldn't break the focus my eyes had."I hope you don't like to instruct brother. Because I am the controlling party when it comes to sex." Klaus trailed the fingers of his free hand along the side of my rib cage. I looked up slowly. Watching Elijah without looking at him directly.
"Rape." I corrected softly. Klaus' caressing hand moved down to my hip.
"It's only rape until you begin to enjoy it love." His deep voice told of justification. I tried to struggle again as his hand moved from my hip to my trimmed triangle of pubic hair. "Yes." He hissed and his voice turned guttural. "Mmm." He gripped my waist tighter, pulling me impossibly closer to him as he ground himself insistently against me. I stopped struggling. Be damned if I was going to provide any further enjoyment for him than he already got with my fight and powerless human body. "Don't. Stop." He whispered the order and dipped his hand lower and his fingers slid into my folds. I wanted to stay still. In fact I strictly ordered myself to do so but his disgusting touch had my skin crawling. I grabbed his wrist and tried to pull it away to no avail. Despite his arm across my waist I tried to arch my back away from him. Finally I kicked my legs out and Klaus had to hold me up. Not that it was difficult for him. He chuckled.
"Stop. Please." I begged as my fight began to leave me and my legs no longer kicked with swift defiance.
"Mmm. Your pleas are like music to my ears! Don't you agree Elijah? Almost as lovely as her screams and moans." He released me and I fell in a heap on the floor. Finally I looked up at Elijah who was looking at my face intently. His tortured expression and the tension in his body so harsh that to look at him, I was filled with what I could only relate to the excruciation of dragging finger nails down a blackboard. Goosebumps covered my skin and I drew my robe shut. I looked at the door wistfully. I didn't know what else to do but run. Escape. But I couldn't do that. So I sat, unsure of what I would do as I turned my eyes on Klaus. He was taking off his shirt. Shit. "I can't let you join in brother, but if you'd like I could ask Sarah to join us and we could all indulge ourselves." His trademark smirk had moulded from his lips again.
"No brother. I'm not staying to indulge myself. I am here for Elena." Elijah said stiffly his demeanour dark. I really wished he would leave. I didn't want him to see this.
"Go." I implored, looking back to him. "Please. Go." He just looked at me with dark soulless eyes and gave a slow ashamed shake of his head.
"So when you start relieving yourself while I'm buried in your love, I'm to believe it's just a nervous twitch?" Klaus laughed heartily and removed his belt. The front of his slacks were strained and my eyes widened. Get. Up. I stood and Klaus looked at me hungrily. "Why don't you get comfortable on the bed, love?" He invited but in an ordering tone that stood out even through the thick desire in his voice. I just shook my head sharply. Glued to the spot I watched him hang his belt over the end of the bed.
With only his pants on he stepped toward me. Swallowing hard and backing away from him frustration overwhelmed me. I didn't know what to do. There was no point to this. Why couldn't I just stand and take it? Then at least my actions wouldn't entertain Klaus so. His expression was predatory as he moved closer while I continued retreating. Finding myself on the left side of the bed and running out of room I jumped on the high bed and scrambled to the other side. Dropping my legs over the edge to unite my feet with the floor on the other side I began to stand, when Klaus appeared and towered down over me. My blood ran cold and I fell back onto the bed as he hovered just centre metres above my body. "What are you doing, love? Not trying to escape are you? Surely you haven't forgotten the consequences if that should occur?" His breath wafted over my lips.
"No."
"No. You're not escaping? Or no, you haven't forgotten?"
"Both." I said dejectedly.
"Then, what are you doing?" Slowly one of his hands came up and stroked my right cheek. Slapping at his hand I jerked my head to the left. What was I doing? Klaus' other hand caught my mouth and forced me to look up at him. He'd raised his eyebrows expectantly.
"I don't know!" I spat viscously when his hand left my mouth. As soon as the last word left my mouth Klaus' crushed his lips down on mine. Wriggling wildly beneath him, he laid his body weight down over me, pushing me against the firm mattress beneath me. His hands took hold of my legs and he adjusted himself and how I was lying with vampire speed so that he stood between them. Standing himself back up in the process. It was a small reprieve as he brought his bare chest down against mine again. But not before he'd ripped my robe in two from beneath me and pulled the useless material from my arms. In shock I tried to cover my breasts with my hands as my frantically beating heart thrummed in my chest. Klaus' own hands stopped me by taking hold of my wrists. Waiting for the squeezing pressure he so liked to inflict on them I scrunched my eyes shut.
"Respond sweetheart." He growled. Surprisingly he held my wrists gently and moved them above my head. I was then aware of the skin of his torso against mine as he kissed me again, forcing his tongue inside my mouth. Releasing my wrists his hands trailed down towards my shoulders. Stopping at my upper arms and feeling around the inside methodically in an adjacent fashion to the lay of muscle. Is he checking for a contraceptive implant? I felt him smile against my lips. "Yes. And lucky for you, you weren't lying. I already know you're au natural in your cervix." His tongue, the heat of his mouth, it was all so sickening. I couldn't bring myself to respond and I didn't even decide to do it. The reaction was an unconscious one when I bit down on his tongue like I had the first time he'd invaded my mouth. Blood seeped from his muscle between my teeth but this time I wasn't concerned with spitting it out. I swallowed it, trying to ignore the faint buzz of wanting that I began to feel for him. Pain shot through my ribs again and I released his tongue with a painful gasp. The room swirled suddenly and something on my face blocked out the light. Realising I was on my stomach I lifted my head away from whatever I lay on, then opened my eyes to find myself face down on the bed. I saw the tortured face of Elijah. His eyes dark, there were subtle veins surrounding them and he looked positively murderous. Pain tore through my most private area and I screamed.
Hot tears flooded my vision in pain and at the knowledge that Klaus had once again entered me. His hands held my hips in a bruising grip as he moved slowly within me. My unprepared body apparently too tight for him to pick up a fast pace. Not that it mattered since Klaus moaned as if in heaven behind me. I gripped the bed clothes in my hands and fisted the material. Trying to take purchase on something. As Klaus withdrew slowly I pushed myself up onto my arms. Trying to kick my legs backwards and pull myself forward just to dislodge myself even a minute amount from his hold. But our position only allowed me minimal movement and anything I did increased the pain of Klaus stretching my unprepared walls. Klaus didn't approve and he bit into my shoulder. Releasing a cry from me as I tensed until he withdrew his fangs.
"I think you'll fit right in when you get your vampire tendencies Elena. You seem to have an affinity to biting. I like it. A lot. But if you bite my tongue one more time, that won't bode well for your family." He breathed the threat through jolts of pleasure as his voice hitched a few times. Klaus forced all of himself roughly into me and I fell forward onto the bed groaning as pain ripped through me. Sobbing softly I stole a glance at Elijah before turning my head to the side away from him and closing my eyes. Klaus lifted my pelvis up off the bed and increased the pace. As he began to pummel me with his invading member I tried to ride out the pain and grit my teeth. Klaus increased to a near vampire speed. I couldn't look at Elijah. I had to ignore him. He was so perceptive of me, and the way he was looking at me. Like he was forcing himself to see me suffering. Tormenting himself because he didn't deserve to walk away and leave me. I wouldn't allow myself to cause him any more pain by letting him read exactly what was going on in my mind. Perhaps he'd be more relieved if he knew that I wouldn't get pregnant. But that wouldn't alleviate the fact that I was being raped before him. Eventually I stopped tensing with every wave of pain, my tears ceased their purging and I stopped making any noise. Remaining quiet and still I took myself elsewhere within my mind to escape everything that was happening. The hopeless feeling that I'd be doing it a lot wasn't at all comforting. Hearing Klaus' pleasured grunts as he closed in on his peak. I sighed. It would be over shortly. Finally he came. There was no mistaking the spurting warmth as he emptied into me. Done. Breathing heavily Klaus lowered my pelvis to the bed with him still inside and collapsed on top of me. Any minute now he'll get up and leave me alone. Any minute. It didn't feel quite right. But I was content. The pain wasn't as intense now that he'd stopped moving. If this was as much of a reprieve as I was going to get, then I was thankful. His breathing slowed and eventually he stirred. Lightly kissing trails across my shoulder blades he removed himself from me and stood. Hearing the rustling of material I snuck a look behind me to see Klaus fastening his pants.He noticed my gaze and smiled softly at me. Wordlessly he sat back next to me on the bed and turned me onto my side so that I was facing him and away from Elijah. Automatically I moved my arms to cover my breasts. Avoiding him with my eyes I glared at the bed covers. Leaning his head down to the side of my neck he gently sunk his teeth into my flesh. One of his hands stroking up and down my arm as he did so. Immediately I felt slightly lethargic and put my right hand on his shoulder and tried to push him away. Amazingly he relented drinking and licked the bite clean before positioning his head on the bed in front of mine so that he could gain my eye contact.
"Beautiful." He murmured appraisingly and ran a hand over the side of my head, smoothing my hair tenderly. But this was Klaus. He wasn't anything but forceful and ruthless. He's playing some sort of game with me. After being rolled onto my back he sat me up despite my futile protests and I groaned in pain. Elijah appeared by my other side and Klaus practically gnashed his teeth and growled. "Get. Away. Brother. You're intruding on my doppleganger time." Elijah retreated and Klaus drew my legs up with an arm beneath them. Whimpering a single tear leaked from my left eye as he lifted me from the bed and placed me beneath the covers that he must have drawn back. As soon as he'd released me I rolled away from him and he brought the covers up to cover me. When he placed his hands on either side of my body I shrunk down in the bed as he leaned down over me again and kissed my cheek. Vile bastard. "Rest my lovely." Piss off. He chuckled softly before I heard him speak to Elijah. "Shall we?" Klaus enquired. I had to assume he wanted Elijah's company.
"I'm not leaving Elena after what you've just done." I heard Elijah say in a severe tone.
"Ah. But it is still a portion of the night despite being early morning and therefore she is where I've outlined she needs to be. And that is where you aren't to be. It has been a privilege for you to be in here for as long as you have this morning. It won't be a repeated occurrence. So-." Klaus broke off and I heard the sound of the door opening. "Lets go. Come on Elijah. I'm being hospitable! I could simple tell you to get out. But instead. Let's get a bite to eat and catch up." I heard the door close and after waiting a few minutes gingerly sat up to look about the room lazily. At least I'm alone. Lying back I closed my eyes and waited for the vampire blood still in my body to heal me and rectify my fatigue. I hadn't slept all night and was in desperate need of some sleep. Even if all it did was allow a temporary escape. The only good thing about Klaus having drunk enough of my blood to leave me lethargic, was that despite the stress of my situation I should ease into slumber.
When I next opened my eyes I was greeted with the top of a dark head of hair on the edge of the bed in front of me. Familiar with the colour and cut I reached out and gently ran my fingers through the soft mess it had become, rather than it's usual elegance. Elijah's head was face down on the bed so that his forehead rested upon one of his palms. Having roused him to attention he slowly lifted his head and ran the hand he'd been resting on, through his hair as he looked at me. He looked horrible.
"You look shocking." I told him. His only response was a grim quirk of his lips. I turned my head into the pillow, not sure if seeing him made any positive difference. "Why didn't you just leave? You should have left." I mumbled.
"I would never leave you willingly. No matter the circumstance." Was his grave yet simple response. Sighing I screwed my face up in boiling despair.
"You've set your own virtuous torture then. Now that Klaus has me." I responded demurely and snivelled.
"Look at me." I shook my head into the pillow. "Please?" His raw voice asked.
"It hurts." Elijah took my hand in his and stroked his thumb across my knuckles.
"I know." Came his soft reply. Laboriously my mind ran through the processes required to turn my head to face Elijah. Tears stung my eyes viscously as though the thrill of overflowing was so enticing that they thought causing me more pain would help the glassy liquid reach it's goal. My heart rose achingly in my chest. Why had I let this wonderful man in? Why? I was hurting him so much as well as myself and knew enough from my own losses, to have enough sense not to inflict it on someone else. "I will think of something. You won't be slave to Klaus." His faced showed more discomfort as he reworded his oath. Which is what it was. Elijah was giving his word. He began looking dangerous again and it sent shivers up my spine. Not in fear for myself but for him. "What I mean is, you won't be bent to Klaus' will forever." He grimaced. I assumed it was his choice of the word bent. Finding it a sore point after how Klaus had last taken me. Squeezing his hand I took a shaky breath and prepared myself to say possibly one of the most difficult things I'd ever have to.
"There's no alternative Elijah. Don't waste your own existence concerned about mine. Besides. If anything happens to me he's going to take it out on Jer and Jenna. You're already restraining yourself from acting because of that fact. Even though if you were to kill me, I wouldn't have to live with the knowledge that they'd died because of me. Think of the world and what an army of hybrids might do." I pointed out, my voice soft from sleep. It's not that I was giving him permission to do so. But I was being matter of fact if worst came to worst.
"I'm trying to." He said in frustration. "Even if you've accepted this, this way of, life!" He forced out almost as a hiss before looking away ashamed.
"I haven't accepted it! Nor have I given up. I just don't want you killed again with that dagger. Every time I look at you I see the god-damn pain you're in and it kills me you fool! Just because you're so beautifully stupid that you can't leave me in this hell-hole of a situation with your atrocious brother." I bit back in a harsh whisper. The movement of our conversation having well and truly woken me up. Elijah had opened his mouth to cut me off until he stopped short upon hearing fool. One of his eyebrows rose the tiniest amount. It could have been barely a millimetre of movement but I didn't miss it. I suppose he wasn't used to being called a fool. Maybe it has a more offensive meaning than I intended. Court jesters also being called fools. His head had cocked to the side ever so slightly in addition and I let out a near silent burst of giggles. Turning my head back into the pillow to muffle my laughter which my body shook silently . It seemed it was contagious as I heard Elijah snicker deep within his throat.
"Fool? Is that right?" Elijah finally asked. I looked at him again and bit my bottom lip, trying to find an innocent expression without smiling.
"Uh, yeah." I admitted. "And beautifully stupid." I reminded.
"Hmm. I think I'll take that as a compliment." He stated grudgingly.
"Good. Because I'd never mean it any other way." I smiled and Elijah lifted my hand to his lips and kissed it. His eyes had warmed a little during the humoured air we'd slipped into. I didn't want to ruin it. But I did anyway.
"Where's Klaus?" The two worded question extinguished the warmth in his eyes with ease. "Sorry. I had to ask." Elijah stood up from the chair he must have brought into the room and took a few steps away. Turning his back in the process. Klaus is spending the day looking for werewolves. Now that he's quite certain that his plans are on track for the sacrifice, he's eager to assign who he chooses to join his ranks." He explained bitterly. "He has taken one other vampire with him, but the rest are still here."
"Is that so we can be stopped if we were to try leaving? Or rather if I was to try leaving."
"I suppose that would be a purpose they could serve, but Klaus doesn't put his trust in many. He's reclusive. It's surprising he's residing with even the small group that he is. But, knowing Klaus there must be an agenda of some sort. If he were to trust anyone with his affairs it would be Greta. Judging by her obedience with him. She's very willing in her service to him. Jonas doesn't even see the daughter he once knew in her any more."
"Have you two spoken?"
"Yes."
"I bet that was a reunion Klaus enjoyed." I commented distastefully.
"Not as much as he would have liked, it seems." He smiled but wasn't committed to the action. "While I am not happy about Jonas' betrayal. The motivation for his actions being family, it is something I honour. After some hesitant discussion between Jonas and I, we settled into quite easy conversation, with arrogant interjections from the other vampires. Klaus became bored of our relations and returned to you." The dirty feeling that had stuck since Klaus had abducted me from our second residence felt as though it marked me even more.
"I hope he didn't alleviate his boredom while with me." I said softly. Almost as a prayer to the universe. Thick silence settled between us and I slowly looked up at Elijah who was just staring at me. I couldn't read his face, but I was glad that it held no pity. Or if it did, that he was hiding it well. Good man. I did not need pity, pity wouldn't bring me strength.
"I am sorry Elena." He closed the distance between us and sat on the bed. "It doesn't mean much. But I truly am. I may have now missed my chance to give you a respectable, peaceful death. After all you've experienced in your life so far, you deserve peace."
Sitting up I kept the covers against my chest. Judging by my bare shoulders I assumed I was still naked beneath them. There was no pain at all and I smiled before stretching then scooted back a little to lean against the headboard. Looking back and forth between his eyes full of sorrow I raised my right hand to his left cheek and stroked my thumb across his cheek bone.
"Anything you do has great meaning Elijah. Death, however it may come doesn't have a swayed course. You don't need to apologise, because you didn't do anything wrong. You didn't." I placed my palm over his heart.
"I am not a righteous man. Don't have that view of me. I can't change my past if I expect to live in the present. But even now it seems I'm not deserving of a break in my suffering. Nor the damage I cause. Once again something, someone I love is being taken from me, no less being forced into unspeakable circumstance." he spoke angrily before shifting his weight to stand up. But I fisted the material of his shirt and he looked at me questioningly.
"Fool." I smirked when he frowned. "Don't tell me how I can and cannot view you Elijah. Otherwise I may as well not love you, not think you're incredibly handsome, regal, considerate, kind and completely deserving of my forgiveness. Which is the only reason you're speaking so resentfully of yourself right now. I forgive all that you've done, all you will ever do. And don't tell me that I have no ability to do so just because I don't know of all the things you've done." I finished and Elijah looked like he was mulling what I'd said, over in his head. He didn't think he was deserving of it, but he was also flattered by it. I could see he was bothered by the fact.
"Elena-." His tone told of resistance so I cut him off.
"I." Leaning forward I closed the space between our heads so that our foreheads were touching and our noses fitted perfectly side-by-side. "Forgive. You."
"You are ignorant-."
"I forgive you." He forced a breath of air out of his nostrils in mild frustration. "Is your vampire hearing on the blink? Shall I repeat that? I forgive you." His lips drew up into in a soft smile and his cheeks rose up, slightly lifting the outer corners of his eyes. Smiling! I laughed out loud and leaned back. Elijah placed a hand atop the covers so that it rested on one of my legs.
"How is it you are capable of laughing right now? This is the second time." He wondered aloud in disbelief through his smile remained. I shrugged and my stomach grumbled softly. "Are you hungry? There is food here Klaus has organised for you." I considered food with reservations. It had been a while since I'd eaten, and I was hungry. But I didn't know if I was willing to try some food in my stomach.
"I don't know. I am hungry, but I feel sick as well." I pondered aloud.
"I think you should try eating something, or at least have a cup of coffee. While you ascertain whether you're up to eating or not, shall I show you to the bathroom so you can clean up and dress in some clean clothes?" He asked with the predicted air that I would very much love to do that. My eyes brightened.
"Please." Was my enthusiastic reply.
