CHAP 29:

Apart from ducking out to go to the toilet I stayed in Klaus' room all day. When I came back from my first trip to the bathroom the bloodied sheets on Klaus' bed were gone and it was freshly made. Because all-powerful hybrids can't be bothered making their own bed. As much as I wanted to bathe after all that happened last night I didn't. It left the disgusting dirty feeling coating my skin amplified. Which made me feel better about not feeling so sick at what I had done. How I had willingly had sex with Klaus. Climbing back onto the bed atop the covers I curled up in a ball and let my tears out. I couldn't say how long I cried for. But eventually my tears dried up and I sat on the edge of sleep, but very much awake as I reviewed last night over and over again in my mind. It was mental torture. But I couldn't force myself to think of anything else. Not when I felt so deeply betrayed. The only consolation was that I thought I would never perform certain acts that I had. If I had had an ounce of control I would never have had Klaus' cock in my mouth. Never. The thought of giving head had never appealed to me. The thought ordinarily made me sick, so no wonder I had been so violently ill overnight. And yet. What disgusted me most, was that I had enjoyed every single moment.

I found myself mulling over Klaus' skill in more detail than over night as well. It shouldn't, didn't matter. He was still vile. But, damn! Stop thinking about him! I didn't know where those thoughts of Klaus were going. Wether the fact that something involving him had been so pleasurable as opposed to painful was screaming for attention. Klaus kept telling me he wasn't all bad. Would it be superficial of me to take stock in the fantastic sex I would experience as a prisoner of Klaus for eternity? It would have to be superficial. Because sex would be all that it would ever be. Meaningless, earth-shattering sex. I certainly wasn't going to get attached just because Klaus' is male and has me at his disposal. Not even for some sort of connection during carnal activities. Time seemed to get away from me as my head ran around in circles. In startling realisation I noticed the light that came into the room via the window had dimmed dramatically. There must have been only minimal light from the sun still casting rays on this part of the world judging by the borderline darkness of the room. My mind, triggered into the present, associated the level of light with evening and I wondered what time it was. Then, how the time related to when Klaus would have me again. Still I didn't make to distance myself from his room, from his bed. Continuing to lie in the very same position I had stayed in all day. I was wallowing. The shame and guilt was eating away at my resilience and nothing but fading away from it all interested me.

I didn't even react when the door opened to let in a dim glow of warm light before Klaus stepped inside and turned on the light. Any other time tension would have surged within me. Instead, my response was the shift of my eyes to look at him.

"Not wishing to evade me this evening Elena?" Klaus asked cheerily as he moved closer. "E-le-na." He singsonged when I didn't answer him. Sitting on the edge of the bed Klaus rested the palm of his hand on my hip and frowned. "Have you been here since I left you?" He waited patiently for a response which I neglected to give. I felt him move his hand upwards from my hip to peel the bottom of my shirt away from my skin. I assumed he was looking at one of the larger smears of dried blood I'd barely glanced at when dressing earlier. "You've not washed." He murmured then placed the back of his hand across my forehead. "Have you some physical ailment, rather than a mental affliction?" He sent another question my way which I didn't answer. "Elena." His voice turned dangerous. "Elena." This time my name was spoken aggressively and Klaus grabbed my shoulders roughly and shook them.

"What?" I asked simply, looking him in the eyes for the first time. But not before I'd noticed all the blood-like splotches that nearly turned all the material of his shirt a different colour. I looked back down at his shirt. "What happened to you?" I asked out of interest rather than concern.

"So you are present." Klaus stated smirking a little through the frown that remained on his face.

"What happened?" Gesturing to his shirt with a nod of my head, my gaze travelled further down the length of his pants as the splotched pattern continued. After watching me for a few long moments he answered.

"Today's venture got a little messy. Not the way I like to enact my plans. But I got what I was after. So nothing lost. Except these clothes of course." He stepped back from the bed and stripped off his shirt. As his firm abdomen came into view I remembered exploring every inch of it. Yuck. It wasn't that Klaus was unattractive. He was far from it and in great shape. But it was Klaus. Still, I couldn't help when my gaze wavered on his bare torso. Hearing Klaus chuckle I looked to his face which was smirking down at me. "Something caught your eye love?" Rolling my eyes I ignored his comment.

"So the blood isn't yours then." Came my bitter response.

"No. No, not at all. Your concern is touching. But you don't need to worry about me. I'll be alive and kicking forever." His pants fell to the floor instilling within me, the urge to bolt from the room.

"What's the time?"

"Shortly after seven." Nearly projecting myself off the bed I sat up at these words before scrambling off the bed to the door. Klaus remained where he'd been disrobing next to me laughing in his underwear.

"Was it something I said?" Suddenly behind me his outstretched arm next to my shoulder slammed the door I'd just opened shut. When he pressed himself against me I quickly stepped forward, but his contact followed me so that I ended up pressed against the wood.

"Get your filthy body off mine." I growled out.

"Come now. I've made no remark about your need to bathe. Why do you feel the need to comment on mine? After all, I've been out working today. Which is more than I can say for you it seems."

"You could be as clean as a hospital and still be filthy." I spat before trying to wriggle from between him and the door as anger boiled within me. "For fuck's sake! Get off!" I yelled when it was obvious I was stuck in this sick sandwich. Why did he have to take off his clothes? I would give anything for his bloodied clothes to be touching me instead of his nearly nude body right now.

"Tisk tisk. Such a mouth on you." He drawled. "You seem a little stressed Elena. Perhaps a long hot bath would relax you." No. No, no no. I have seen the size of the bath. You'll want to join me no doubt. "Yes. I'm sure a bath will do you good. I know it will me since I'll be joining you sweetheart." Klaus stepped back from me and I immediately spun to face him.

"No."

"No?" He cocked and eyebrow at me and titled his head slightly. The movements rendering his expression smug and coated in arrogance. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"You extended my relative freedom today. I won't be forced into anything until eight." I wasn't going to have that taken away from me. Who cares if I didn't take advantage of my time away from Klaus throughout today? Klaus hadn't been around, so it wasn't a big deal that I was in his room the whole time. Now. I intended to continue staying away from him with the time he'd given me.

"That's right! I did extend your free time. However. You'll remember I have the right to say otherwise." Swallowing nervously I reached behind me for the doorknob again. But Klaus stepped up against me again so that the front of our bodies touched. He angled his head so that our lips nearly brushed, while looking intensely in my eyes. "Quite persistent aren't you love?" He whispered in a tone of voice he hadn't used with me before. It was hard to describe. It was threatening but not. There was some sadistic glee within his words. But it was different to the threats he'd already made and acted upon up till now. Like there was a whole other world of pain that he would let me in on if my actions steered me that way. Truly frightening me, my hand slipped from the doorknob as my arm fell limp to my side. My breathing came close to hyperventilation as we continued to stand so close.

"Would you expect anything else?" I countered, my voice shaking. He chuckled.

"Not at all. But I find it interesting. Not to mention entertaining."

"So glad I serve multiple purposes for you." I bit back. My nervousness dissolving slightly.

"Mmm." Klaus' eye's left mine and travelled down past my lips to follow the length of my neck. In the next moment parts of the clothes I wore dug into my skin as Klaus ripped them from my body. Crying out as he did so I was soon left in only the underwear I'd put on. In the process of ripping my clothes Klaus had had to move back from me. In the space his movement provided I tried to cover myself. Bringing my arms up to cover my breasts. "Now. Off you go. To the bathroom. I'll join you shortly."

"What?" I croaked in shock. "Not like this!" I gestured to my state of undress.

"Yes, like this." Klaus encouraged. "It's unlikely that you'll come across anyone between here and the bathroom love. Though your modesty is endearing." He leaned forward and pecked my lips with his own. Earning me a hard thump on the back of my head as I pulled my head backwards away from him against the door.

"Oww." I grumbled and scratched the back of my head with my right hand. Klaus took the exposure of my right breast as an invitation when I did. Gently engulfing it with his hand over the material of the bra I wore.

"This way. I know you won't bypass the bathroom." He paused and looked at me pointedly, to which I glared and tried to slap his groping hand away. Unsuccessfully. "Now." He spun me to face the door he'd opened at the same time and prodded me out into the hallway. Turning back to him to take notice of whether he was outside his room as well, I saw that he was. Stepping into him I kissed him thoroughly before taking hold of his bottom lip and tugging it as I started to distance myself from him again. Smiling at him cheekily I bit down hard enough to make him bleed before freeing his lip from my teeth. My smile changing to a look of hatred while I did. Klaus gasped and anger flickered in his eyes. But as blood began pooling to the surface of where I'd bitten him he groaned in pleasure. Extending an arm in the direction of the bathroom he pointed and gestured for me to get a move on with a shift of his head in the same direction. Complying I began slowly walking to where Klaus intended on inflicting another torturous activity on me.

I made it to the bathroom without seeing anyone but really didn't feel like going inside. It took me mere seconds to decide on going to the kitchen instead. I knew my defiance could put my family at risk. But if I played my cards right and respected Klaus if, or rather when he came after me. I would just delay tonight's activities at least until eight. Jenna and Jeremy should be fine. As I moved onwards I began to hear the low timbre of voices conversing. Assuming it was the other vampires and possibly Jonas and Greta I had a moments doubt of whether I should continue. I was about to walk out in front of them in lacy underwear. Not to mention the fact that my knickers were another g-string I'd picked out for today. Taking a deep breath as I continued forward I made myself believe I was in a bikini. That my bum cheeks weren't on display and that no-one would see my nipples through the mesh of my bra. It was difficult. But I managed. Leaving the hallway and stepping into the large open room that lead on into the kitchen the voices stopped. I glanced over carelessly to see Sarah with a vile look on her face, while the other female vampire had merely raised her eyebrows. The guys though. A few of them had obvious veins showing around their eyes. Perhaps not the brightest idea you've had Elena. Looking toward the kitchen I did my best to ignore them. Once away, I began looking for food. I hadn't eaten all day and there had to be something here that I could eat. The fridge was chock-a-block with blood bags. But I noticed there was some milk and margarine. Doing a quick search of the cupboards only found me some bread and crackers. Nothing particularly appetising. But then I didn't exactly expect to find some gourmet ingredients. I was a prisoner after all. I found it odd that I didn't see any jam. Since I knew there must be some around for it to be on my toast this morning. Mentally shrugging my shoulders I let the door to the cupboard swing shut to find I had company. One of the male vampires was standing right next to me. Jumping backwards and nearly out of my skin I was surprised not to find myself sat on the kitchen bench. Trying to act normal I breathed what I hoped sounded like a sigh of relief.

"Oh. You scared me." Awkward silence hung around us so I stepped away and around him to turn on the kettle. Deciding I would have a coffee. It was enough of a breakfast for me some mornings. Maybe it'd please my suddenly hungry stomach now.

"God you smell delicious." I heard him say in an extremely low, nearly silent voice. Very aware that I had my back and exposed bum to him I stared at the kettle and willed for it to boil the water inside instantly. "Your blood alone is heady enough to imprint yourself on one's mind. Let alone the scent of sex on you jerking my cock awake with just one whiff of you." My mouth went dry. Get out of here. Go back to the bathroom. But, Klaus is at the bathroom. I was in a stalemate. Staying in the kitchen, looking how I did with the attention of this vampire didn't appeal to me any more than returning to Klaus did. But I was familiar with Klaus. I didn't know what this guy was about.

"Uh. I have to get back to Klaus. Excuse me." I went to leave but he blocked me and with an arm on the bench behind me at each side he had me trapped. I could feel his hardness where the front of our bodies touched. Great. Someone else who wanted to get into my pants. Which I wasn't currently wearing. Why did sex seem to always be on a vampire's mind? Well, all the vampires I'd come across other than Elijah. I wonder where he is right now? My brain faltered. I'd never gone without any interest from guys. But I'd never been the object of multiple guy's attentions. These vampires could go and rape anyone they wanted to if they needed release. Yet one of them was going to have a go at Klaus' 'play-thing'? Surely no-one was that stupid. Klaus doesn't share.

I'd leaned as far back from the unnamed vampire as possible. Almost lying back across the bench as a result.

"Let me go." I spoke evenly, but undoubtedly firm. As he swiftly lowered himself against my chest I made to call out for help. I wouldn't need to make too much noise. Not with all the vampire ears around. But as I attempted to I found my back pressed into the bench top with the vampire's hands pushing hard down on my chest. They weren't feeling me up. Just applying steady pressure down on my ribcage. As I exhaled from the pressure my lungs fell and were forced to exhale. Lines stung around the sides of my ribcage and I knew the muscles were under strain if not torn. I would have gasped or screamed out, but the force applied through the vampire's hands wouldn't let me suck in any air to do so. Once my lungs were emptied I panicked. Struggling for the slightest amount of air.

"Easy there." He murmured as I writhed to get free and breathe again. Bending over me he managed to reduce my movement further. Stopping the soft thumping noises I made each time I knocked against the bench top. "It's obvious you're not happy with your role in Klaus plans. Let me remove you from it all. Take you away and show you a good time, put an end to all this. No more Klaus. That sounds good doesn't it? You can be my toy instead. Just lie back and let the darkness engulf you." My body was full of tension, spasming while I yearned for air and my face boiled with heat. It didn't sound as though this vampire was against Klaus. He just seemed to want his own play thing. Pity, because being taken away form all this was awfully tempting. Klaus! Where is he? I hoped Klaus had realised I wasn't at the bathroom by now because I needed him. Help! Klaus! Being bent over backwards gave me no possibility of fighting back even if he wasn't a vampire. I was so close to passing out, when over the thumping of my heart in my ears I heard the wail of the kettle nearing it's boiling cycle. Somehow I connected an arm with it to knock it flying. Impossibly, I screamed as a splash of boiling water landed on my skin. Though the sound that left my throat was more of a low groan. It was loud enough that I hoped it would attract attention. The clang of metal against the floor was louder again and I felt a smile creep onto my face.

A torturous moment later my lungs were able to fill as I was released from the male vampire's hold. Sucking in oxygen I was aware only of being free and desperately breathing out Klaus' name as I slid forward off the bench and my legs shakily collapsed me gently to the floor. Gasping for air and groaning at the piercing sting around the side of my ribcage I watched as Klaus set about inflicting damage on someone else for once. I found my eyes glued to him as he did so. He had a towel wrapped around his hips, giving him a vague likeness to a Roman warrior battling in skirts. Each blow he directed at the other vampire showing off the muscles and strength that gave him the obvious upper hand as he threw his opponent around. The pain in my sides eased and I began to breath easier as Klaus thrust his hand into the chest of the vampire and ripped out a dark red mass he held in his hand. The male vampire's now lifeless body fell backwards onto the floor and blood pooled around his still corpse. More blood than I expected considering my discussion with Elijah about how blood worked in a vampire's body.

"Great. He's just eaten." Klaus complained before turning towards me. Casting his eyes from the floor, up and over me he found what he was looking for. "Sarah. Dispose of him will you?"

"Was it necessary to kill him?" I heard Sarah's voice ask behind me somewhere. "He was one of your most loyal."

"Was, being the operative word. His loyalty is nothing if he has no respect. And he was hardly respectful to Elena."
"Carl probably didn't want to waste his time and energy." Scoffed Sarah.

"I won't allow you to regard Elena as anything lower than yourself Sarah. Keep in mind that without her I couldn't be certain in offering you such a grand opportunity in your afterlife."

"Oh shut it." Shot Sarah before she came into view as she passed me and took the heart from Klaus and moved closer to the body on the floor. Though happy to just sit as I was with my legs folded beneath me on the floor. Klaus stepped forward and squat down before me watching me as though my mind was elsewhere and he didn't want to startle me. I didn't feel like I wasn't present. But maybe seeing a little bit of death this evening had sent me into shock. Wouldn't I know? Relief had left me quite content to simply sit as I leaned against the bench. I may as well have forgotten that I'd disobeyed him. It seemed irrelevant right now. He'd just done a good thing. I wasn't about to ignore it to only focus on whether I would be reprimanded or not.

Taking hold of my left wrist with his bloodied right hand Klaus coaxed me to my feet. The sticky red fluid was still warm. After searching my eyes curiously once I was standing he began wordlessly directing me from the kitchen.

"I-." I began.

"Shh." He cut me off gently as he steered me back toward the bathroom. An arm protectively rather than possessively around me. I wasn't sure how I knew the difference, only that it wasn't Klaus' usual need to touch me. Once in the bathroom he released me and I distanced myself from him, watching him patiently. "I find myself forgetting your tendency for juvenile behaviours at times Elena." He spoke gently as he set about running the bath, before turning to face me. "And then you go and parade yourself in front of my comrades in lingerie. It almost hurts that you would act so, rather than obey me. I haven't treated you all that unkindly you know." As I watched him I wrestled with being infuriated at his use of the word juvenile and how he thought he hadn't treated me unkindly. Yet I felt obligated to thank him for stopping Carl. After a pause Klaus continued. "Well. Do you have anything to say for yourself? Or has your pride been bruised into silence by your disobedience?" As much as I wanted to show at least an ounce of gratitude. Wether because it was polite to, or it may lead to Klaus trying to receive more I didn't know. He really didn't deserve it since last opening his mouth. I settled on a half arsed method instead.

"To think I felt you deserved my thanks." I started out haughtily. "But since you seem to be ignoring the fact that I am ajuvenile. I think gratitude would be wasted on pigs. You'd know that I'm still at school. Was still at school." I clarified. "And you've done nothing to make me want to obey you willingly. Threatening me or my family doesn't count. In case you need that delusion pointed out." I glared at him with my hands on my hips. "I'm sorry, for not going to the bathroom and continuing outside. I wasn't aware you were being truthful about the character of your comrades this morning. Not to mention I thought you were in control of them. What just happened says otherwise. You can't control them just as much as you can't control yourself." Klaus lazily closed the space between us.

"You already thanked me love. I was your saviour just now. Your mind was desperately pleading for me to save you." I cast my eyes away uncomfortably, so I didn't have to look him in the eyes. "You put your trust in me." Klaus moved closer and kissed my neck. I tensed and stood stock still. "You needed me." Klaus ran his hands down my sides. "Just as you did last night." He mumbled as his lips kept making contact with my skin.

"Last night was fake." I countered through gritted teeth as I tried to ignore how my skin tingled where his hands touched and his lips skimmed across the side of my neck.

"Just like your heart beat jumping in your chest at my touches is fake."

"Misinterpreted actually." I stepped backward from him, but surprise, surprise he stayed right with me.