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CHAP 28:
Darkness. My eyes were open, but nothing came into view. Feeling incredibly comfortable and taking note of how a crisp material covered my body, I felt fresh. Like I had slept for an age and was awake for the first time. If I could see anything, I'm sure whatever I set my eyes on would seem wondrous regardless of how basic it might be. An incredible sense of empowering fulfilment was like hot goo within me. Oozing within my limbs I sighed, smiling to myself.
"You're awake." A whispered male voice stated before the darkness was graced with dim illumination. Squinting my eyes slightly at the soft lighting my eyes began to outline who had spoken. Despite the shadows, despite his soft expression I recognised the vampire who had me hostage. And then it all came back to me in a rush. Klaus lacing my food with Elijah's blood. Making me unable to resist him because simply put, I would have sex with anyone who got close enough and didn't pull away. Which was exactly what I did. Willingly. Oh god. All that had transpired before I crashed into an exhausted sleep when Klaus finally decided I'd had enough flashed at lightning speed before my eyes. How I begged him to touch me. To relieve the fire he'd ignited just by kissing me.
He'd only kissed me while barely moving his hands for what seemed like an age after he drank some blood to transfer to my mouth. He'd wanted me to taste myself. The result was a bloody mess that our tongues wrestled in. Though I loathed to admit it. I had liked it. Presently I brought a hand up to my mouth and touched my lips, then drew my fingers across the skin surrounding as I stared at Klaus. They easily picked up the dry flaky coarseness of what had to be blood. No doubt smeared around my mouth from the mutual devouring that had taken place. Mutual. When Klaus deemed our making out to have progressed sufficiently. It had been I who eagerly undressed him. Took his-. Oh, god. This time I was going to be sick as I felt the hot feeling rising within me. A strangled cry escaped me in horror, sounding more like a wail. Uncharacteristically, I thought I would never eat again. Shakily sitting up and instantly looking to the door I rolled away from Klaus and shot off the side of the bed. Realising I was naked I barely noticed grabbing the sheet and managing to draw it around my shoulders as I bolted out the door and to the bathroom. Making it in time to throw myself on the floor by the toilet diagonally across from the shower, I vomited. As horrible as it was. As betrayed and violated as I felt. The relief was amazing. Breathing deeply between each heave I felt the most truly relaxed I had since Klaus brought me here. Screaming as Klaus came striding in through the door I'd left open. It seemed like only a moment before Elijah appeared.
"Dont! Stay away from-" I screamed loudly in terror before I hurled again. Drawing the sheet around me a little more, unsure of how much it was actually covering.
"Klaus?" Elijah all but bellowed for an explanation. Klaus had flickered to my side and sat on the floor before gently drawing my hair back from my face and the toilet bowl.
"Don't touch me!" Came my yelled plea to him as I tried to scramble away shivering, only to scurry back again in order to reach the loo. Tears streamed down my face and I sobbed.
"Shh. It's all right." Klaus soothed securing my hair in a loose pony tail before rubbing my back gently.
"N-no. Get-." I heaved again. "Away." I groaned out shivering more at his touch.
"Klaus!" Elijah yelled before Klaus' hand left my back. Looking around I saw Elijah pinning Klaus to the wall looking more fierce than I'd ever seen him. Wide-eyed I took in the harsh veins around his eyes to how savage his face looked with his fangs out. His body was rigid with fury as he held his brother against the wall. "What has your unconscionable mind thought up now?" He growled. "Elena has been as willing to your demands as she can manage. What have you done to cause such hysterics? What have you done?" Elijah demanded. As I shifted my gaze to a smiling Klaus.
"I would say Elena's discomfort is not so much at something I have done. But rather what she's done." He replied cockily. Both of them turned their heads to me then and I brought my knees up to my chest.
"No!" I sobbed shaking my head sharply. "You. It was all you!"
"Ah. So it was I that wasted an opportunity to impregnate you by milking me with your mouth?" I paled and turned back to the toilet bowl to heave into the toilet once again.
"Klaus. Stop this." Elijah hissed dangerously behind me. Hearing a loud crack I looked about again to see Elijah pushing himself forcefully off from the wall he'd been thrown against, back toward Klaus.
"Brother. You're not assuming you have a say in the matter are you?" Seethed Klaus who's anger sent shivers up and down my spine. He was positively boiling with anger as Elijah directed a fist crushingly into his chest, forcing him to impact the wall with a crunch. I couldn't tell if the resulting sound was from the wall cracking or Klaus' bones. As adrenaline rushed through me at my concern for Elijah my nausea dropped to a lower level and I laid myself down in a ball on the floor so I could watch the two vampires duelling.
"I do have a say Klaus. Wether you listen to my concerns is unjustifiably up to you." He growled. In the blink of an eye Klaus sidled from between the wall and Elijah before taking him by the material of his shirt and forcing him against the ground with a sickening crunch. I saw the crack in the floor from the impact and alarmingly, how Elijah's body had stilled. Screaming I started to crawl toward him.
"No!"
"Oh, he's fine! Just give him a few moments." His tone was so calm it was like Elijah'd called a time-out. Kneeling down he took hold of Elijah's right leg with his hands before giving it a sharp twist. The range of movement the leg now had was unnatural but I didn't know exactly what Klaus had done.
"Stop it! Don't hurt him!" I practically bawled as I made it to Elijah and gave my best effort at trying to stop Klaus from doing the same manoeuvre on his other leg.
"Get away Elena."
"Leave him alone!" I moved over Elijah and held him. Covering him in the process as if my presence would protect him. He twitched beneath me and I gasped both at his movement and the arm Klaus hooked around my waist to pull me away. Elijah's eyes snapped open wide and his mouth gaped as he roared in pain. More tears flowed down my cheeks as I watched him stiffen as if in a seizure. Scratching at Klaus' arm with my finger nails I tried to get free of him. To get to Elijah's side, but he wouldn't let me go. I watched as Elijah's legs moved at odd angles and appeared in their correct placement again, leaving him gasping for air. The next moment he'd blurred toward me and he had his arms level with Klaus' neck, his forearms beside my ears. Warm liquid coated the back of my own and ran down over the front of my shoulders to leak into the sheet. Elijah's face was decorated with a streak of rich red liquid that ran from his adams apple up over his chin to finish at his cheek bone. His face was contoured with rage and his arm muscles were taught, resolute in their hold. As a gurgle could be heard from Klaus behind me I whimpered. Relaxing the muscles in his arms when I did Elijah seemed to come back to himself. He drew his arms back and I saw the coating of blood on his hands. The gurgling began behind me again before it turned into Klaus' laugh. Elijah's face was ashen with shame as we stared at each other.
"Shall I make the phone call now Elijah? Or would you prefer to drag out the death of Elena's aunt until sunrise?" Oh god. My heart beat raced. Jenna! I hadn't thought past Elijah fighting with Klaus. What it would mean.
"Klaus." His voice pleaded softly. "Don't punish Elena for my actions. Please."
"But I'm not. I am punishing you. The result is rather instantaneous too I can see. I suppose you don't relish the thought of hurting Elena?" Pulling the sheet around me where it was revealing a bit too much skin, Klaus released my waist and brought his mouth to my ear. "You may want to make your way to the loo sweetheart." He was right. I was going to hurl again.
Once I had, I curled up on the floor again to watch the two vampires who'd been watching me silently as my last meal continued to leave me.
"So brother. What will it be? Now or once the sun is up?" Elijah hung his head.
"If you'd assign an alternate punishment. Anything else. I will willingly endure it. Please Klaus. I am begging you." Elijah made sure to accentuate begging to appeal to Klaus' greed for power. Considering him, Klaus walked toward me and I tried to shuffle back into the corner more when he sat next to me again and rubbed my back.
"Go get Elena a glass of water." He ordered. The sound of air stirring indicated Elijah had used his vampire speed to do as Klaus asked.
"How do you feel?" He murmured gently.
"I've never felt worse." Came my mumbled loathsome response before I sat up to hover my head over the toilet bowl again. It was a false alarm. But if Klaus continued to touch me I didn't doubt I would be further emptying my stomach. "Stop touching me. You're making it worse." I sobbed.
"There, there. You'll feel better soon." He didn't remove his hand or move away from me.
"Are you not listening to me? Leave me alone. I can't stand you so close!" I shrieked.
"Shh." He continued to rub my back soothingly. "Now. How shall I reprimand Elijah for his disobedience? I can't have him interrupting us. It's an unnecessary nuisance." He mused. By us, he was referring to him and myself.
"I don't care. Just get away from me." I groaned before being sick again.
"Of course you care love."
"It doesn't matter what I do or do not care about. You're the one calling the shots." Lowering my upper body to the floor I curled up in a ball again and closed my eyes.
"Mmm. But I do like to hear you views. Should I make an exception for his behaviour? Something other than the death of your remaining family?"
"You know-," my voice dripped with sarcasm despite tears rushing forth from my eyes again. "I would love for you to play God with my family's lives. Just that fact alone regardless of the circumstances gives me immeasurable joy." Klaus just chuckled and a draft announced Elijah's return.
"Elena-." Elijah started before Klaus cut him off.
"Out Elijah." Opening my eyes to see Elijah frozen where he stood with his eyes on me, I connected with them. His beautiful deep brown eyes were torturously apologetic. I noticed as well that Elijah wasn't carrying himself with his usual air of confidence. Klaus stood up and took the glass of water from him. "Out." Klaus commanded again. "You are not welcome here for three days. Not on the grounds or in the building. Nor are you to communicate with Elena in any way. If you've any objections, then I'll default to my preferred consequence for your ignorance." Klaus growled at him.
For a long moment Elijah and I continued to stare at each other. Giving a slight incline of my head to communicate my understanding, he finally turned and made his way from the room. There he goes. For three days. Could my life get any worse? God that's a stupid question! I sobbed and more tears left my eyes.
"Now. Let's get some of this into you." Klaus' words interrupted my increasing despair.
"No." I mumbled and closed my eyes as he shifted toward me and sat himself down again.
"Come on a sip." He encouraged gently.
"No." I tried to ignore him. The clink of glass against the floor and Klaus shuffling closer were the only sounds making my ignorance difficult.
"Please?" He asked again. His voice seemed so genuine. Like he knew what was best for me. The tone compassionate and caring. Opening my eyes to the glass of water in front of my face, it was very tempting. I would love a drink, or to rinse my mouth out.
"If you think I'm going to accept anything from you after what you did, you've got another thing coming." I croaked out as my mouth and throat suddenly went dry, knowing I could quench my thirst but wasn't willing to. Closing my eyes again I ignored him and the water while the hopelessness set in. After my next heave I gave in to the temptation of water and swirled some around my mouth before spitting it out. As I slowly sipped from the glass again Klaus shifted to he could sit with his back against the wall and gently pulled me back towards him so that I was leaning back against his chest. Not feeling well enough to struggle I allowed it. As soon as he was aware that I wasn't going to pull away he rested the bottom of his jaw on top of my head and drew his arms around me gently, comfortingly. I don't understand him! Not that I want to. Why would he act like this when he doesn't actually care? I had to wonder if he had some multi-personality disorder that made him act contradictory at times. Setting the glass down I tried to zone out Klaus and the memories of what I'd done. Logically. I hadn't done anything. I wasn't in control of my actions at the time. But it sure felt like I had done a hell of a lot. And I had enjoyed it. Klaus' skill couldn't be denied. But the amount of pleasure he'd given me had been so intense that I'd classify it as torture. Remembering how I'd orgasmed so hard and for so long as one wave of pleasure raced after the other.
My body couldn't even keep up. Back arched and my lungs heaving, I bucked out of synch to Klaus in the heights of pleasure. I probably looked like some erratic contortionist. Panting so much that suffocation seemed a possibility. He'd continuously hit my most sensitive area inside exactly the right way at exactly the right times. It was amazing. But it was also Klaus.
"You were a picture of pleasure sweetheart." He whispered against my ear after a long silence. I ignored him. "It's been a long time between conquests involving raw hunger and passion. Usually women feel the need for theatrics." He paused before continuing. "God you were stunning. Writhing sensually beneath me. A true temptress." He gently stroked a finger against the side of my neck and I stirred from his hold.
"Are you trying to make me sick again?" I grumbled.
"You were the one reliving this evening." Klaus shrugged and picked up the glass I didn't know I'd drained. "More water?" Despite wanting to tell him where he could shove his water I nodded. While he refilled the glass at the sink I was sick again. Handing me the glass as I leaned back against the wall he started to lower himself down to sit next to me again.
"Can't you go find someone else to destroy? At least until tomorrow?" He simply chuckled as he brought and arm around my shoulders and held me against him as I sipped the water. "Of course not." I could have rolled my eyes. Instead I closed them and tried to relax. Something which would have been disturbingly quick to do if I hadn't been so ill. Klaus truly made me sick.
At some stage I must have fallen asleep because I next woke in Klaus' room again, to Jonas mumbling something under his breath with his palm across my forehead. My stomach felt better than it had when I'd last woken and I had to assume that was due to whatever Jonas was doing. It wasn't a physical sickness, so there was nothing he had to fix. But my disgust had abated, which seemed to make quite the difference. I couldn't help how wrong it felt though. After what I had done, I shouldn't feel okay about it. I'd betrayed myself and Elijah. Sex didn't require love. But Elijah and I had reached a point where I shouldn't be, nor did I want to be so intimate with anyone else. Let alone his brother. Jonas finished whatever he'd been doing and opened his eyes.
"Do you still feel ill?"
"No."
"Good." He looked at me awkwardly as he took a deep breath. "I need to apologize again."
"No you don't. Klaus asks something of you. You have to do it. I get it." I paused. "Has Elijah really gone?"
"Yes. I'm sorry." I barked a soft laugh.
"You didn't send him away." I replied simply. A sound at the door announced someone's arrival
"My ears are burning." Klaus chuckled. "Has Jonas given you some relief Elena?" He enquired before a hand rested on the covers over my ankle, making me jump. Without looking at him I breathed deeply wishing for him to stop touching me.
"I was feeling less sick.-." I began before Klaus cut me off and squeezed my ankle tightly.
"If that's changing I'd say your feeling a little sickly due to not eating anything for so long." His hand left my ankle before he continued. "Lucky for you I've brought some breakfast. Or, due to the time; afternoon tea. Jonas? No change?"
"No. She is not yet with child."
"Thank you. You may go."
With a quick nod to me Jonas stood from the chair he'd been seated in and left. Leaving Klaus and I alone.
"Even though you're inside our room. We had company just now and you were on your way to delivering negativity toward me. Do you need reminding of what is required of you?" Klaus moved into my line of sight so I rolled away from him. "Well? Do I?" He asked to my back.
"No."
"Good. Can I tempt you with some-", he broke off and I felt the bed shift before a plate descended in front of me. "Jam and toast?" Pushing the plate away wasn't clue enough that I wasn't interested so he tempted me with the aroma of a hot coffee in front of my face as well. "I chose something light for you. In case you don't trust your stomach just yet."
"I trust my stomach. You, not so much."
"Are you saying I'm not a complete monster?"
"I suppose I am."
"Interesting. I didn't expect you to have decided on anything commendable about me so soon."
"Don't flatter yourself." I shot and made to violently shove the plate of toast away as the coffee retreated behind me in Klaus' hand. Klaus snatched it as the plate started to flip and managed to keep the toast aboard it's surface.
"There's that childish behaviour again." He chastised clicking his tongue. Having nothing in front of me I scooted forward to get away from him towards the other side of the bed.
"Please just go away." I sighed in exasperation when Klaus came face to face with me from the side of the bed I'd shifted to. "Please?"
"I want you to tell me why I have a redeeming quality." He smirked at me as he laid himself down next to me while maintaining eye contact. When I made to roll away his hand caught my hip stopping me. But it seemed that wasn't sufficient because after a moment the hand curled to my lower back and pulled me into him. I chose to look at his collar bone and not give him anything. No rejection, no acceptance. Just indifference. How I wished he would stop touching me.
"You haven't proven yourself to be anything but a monster. I trust in one thing about you. That you won't kill my family unless I give you a reason to. Even though your motivation not to harm them is only to reward my behaviour. It's as simple, and probably stupid as that." I voiced in a dead-panned tone.
"Hmm. So that little bit of trust has nothing to do with my choice to send Elijah away instead of offing your aunt or brother."
"Not really. I was forced into a deal with you. I will keep up my end of the bargain. And I hope, you yours. I can't control anyone but myself. If you had killed because of Elijah, then you would be carrying out your deal. The fact that you didn't just makes me think you're playing a game." Klaus chuckled.
"Everything's a game. Everything. Now. I'll leave you to your breakfast. I have some errands to run." He smirked and stroked my cheek to which I looked up from his collar bone. "It's nearly three o'clock so your day has gotten away from you my dear. Due to this, your curfew can be eight tonight." Once he'd finished Klaus kissed me forcefully while pinching my side so that I kissed him back. "Mmm. Strawberries." Klaus said and licked his lips and I looked at him confused. What?
Wondering what he was talking about I realised that my mouth tasted of strawberries. It was quite pleasant and not at all overpowering.
"Jonas must have a soft spot for you. I can only assume he's behind your freshly flavoured mouth. Much better than your sick I'm sure." He finished as he released me I pushed back to further distance us as soon as possible before sneaking a glance beneath the covers. Yep. Still naked. I had assumed I was still naked beneath the light covers, especially when pressed up against Klaus.
"Clothes. Where are some clothes for me to wear?"
"You don't have any." Klaus stated disinterestedly and his eyes darkened.
"Shall I just go out into the company of the other vampires naked then?"
"If you wish." Klaus began to look interested. "Would you have the guts to do so, I wonder?" If it was possible. I shrunk further into the bed. I did not like the look on his face nor how the idea of being naked in front of others had piqued his interest.
"Just tell me where some clothes are." I responded in demand. Eyes boring into my own for a few moments Klaus merely stood at the side of the bed. Finally his gaze dropped down and travelled along my body beneath the covers. I should have known what was coming. It was soo Klaus. He threw the bedclothes off me so that they were well out of reach. When my blood ran cold and I scrambled to regain even the slightest amount of material to cover me Klaus leaned over the bed and held me down with my shoulders. Trying to cover my breasts with my arms while kicking out, Klaus simply pushed me harder against the mattress. Leering down at me hungrily.
"I think you'd find exhibiting yourself naked quite difficult Elena. But if you're so willing to make smart comments which imply your ability to carry them out." He drawled into a pause. "I can throw you out this room right now in assistance. Throw you to the wolves. So-to-speak. I haven't got any actual wolves here at the moment. But my close circle of vampires would rather enjoy themselves with you." He winked before letting me go and I hurried to hide my naked body again. Surely he was bluffing. At the door Klaus bid me farewell, informed me where I'd find some clothes and promised something even more pleasing during tonight's activities. Because I was so eager. It was odd how his comments didn't make me feel vile. Whatever it was that Jonas had done worked a treat. Only, it felt wrong. It wasn't right that I should feel so at ease with what had happened last night especially. Sighing I looked at the toast Klaus had brought sitting on the chair Jonas had been with the mug of coffee. I was hungry. My stomach seemed settled. But I couldn't bring myself to eat it. So I turned away and stared at the wall feeling alone. I couldn't bring myself to get out of the tainted bed I lay in just yet.
