Lily woke up startled. Where was she? Then the memory of last night began to return to her and she stared around the room. This must be Klaus' home she thought; a little shocked that such a young man would have such vintage taste. The room with its dark mahogany furniture and golden drapes and duvet set looked like something right out of the Victorian era.
Yawning and stretching she dragged herself out of bed. Now that the adrenaline rush from last night was gone, she could feel the pain in her limbs. Her ribs from the last beating ached so bad it was hard to inhale and her legs felt like jelly. She had been walking for miles before she bumped into Klaus.
Deciding to go and find Klaus, she left the room and was surprised to find herself standing on a balcony, looking down into an enclosed courtyard. What was this place? It was huge and certainly no ordinary home. She looked around but saw no sign of Klaus, which made her anxious. She had let this stranger take her home. Had she been too desperate to get away from her life? Had she made a foolish decision? No she chased the doubts away, she was better off here, away from her so called family, they were evil monsters. Besides despite not knowing this Klaus she couldn't help but feel a warmth towards him. She continued to peak her head into all of the rooms, finding each one empty. Finally she came to what looked like a baby's nursery, but it hadn't been used in a long time, the furniture had all been covered in white sheets that were now thick with dust and the room was full of beautiful but rather disturbing paintings. She stood staring in awe. These were amazing. Had Klaus done these? Was that why she felt connected to him, they were both tortured souls? Whoever had painted these, had clearly been through an awful lot. As she stood taking it all in, she didn't notice Klaus appear in the room before she was being pinned up against the wall.
'WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE!?' Klaus growled at her and had her pinned to the back wall in an instant, his blue eyes turning yellow.
She struggled in his grip.
'I…I was only looking for you and I seen these paintings…I'm sorry' she panted her eyes full of terror.
Klaus dropped her, his eyes returning to the same blue as hers. Lily was trembling, clearly in pain. What had he done? This girl that he wanted so much to protect and he had gone and scared and hurt her. He took a deep breath and flew out of the room, ashamed at himself.
Lily fell to the floor in tears. Why did she make everyone angry? Her mother, her so called family and now Klaus. She had to get away from here. She didn't want to upset Klaus anymore he was clearly a man with… problems and that thing that happened with his eyes? Did she imagine it? Wiping up her tears she crept to the room she had slept in and changed into the clothes that Klaus must have left there for her. What was it with this man? He had been so kind taking her in and giving her a bed and now clothes…. But yet he had gotten so angry just minutes ago, pinning her against the wall… that was beyond angry, that was rage, and although he had scared her, she couldn't dislike him. Opening the dresser she found some paper and a pen and quickly wrote a thank you note, leaving it on the bedside and left the compound.