A.N. Hey all! As promised I'm back with the latest chapter of Walk of Shame. I thank you all for your continue support. As always thanks for reading and replying. I hope you like the chapter, it's a long chapter, so enjoy!
"Loving me, is to love the light and dark of me."
Chapter 38: Nothing last forever, especially for a witch and a troubled hybrid
Flashback
We had spent the day running around doing everything under the sun, swimming, biking, dancing...lots of dancing and eating so much wonderful food. After all that, it had left me and Damon exhausted while Caroline and Stefan weren't winded at all.
"So, I've been thinking." Caroline says later that night, with a pause so long it made me open my eyes.
"About what?" I ask cautiously.
Caroline turns on her side, her elbow pushed into the bed while she rest the side of her face resting on her open palm. "Well, you silly."
"What about me?" I ask hoping we don't end up going down dark and depressing road that was Enzo and his demise. I didn't want to talk about him, not at all. In fact I wanted to bury everything about that situation deep down in the recess of my mind so that I never had to think about it or him ever again. "Please tell me you don't want to talk about Enzo again?" I ask not being able to hide my disdain for the topic.
"No, I don't want to talk about Enzo." Caroline says patiently. "But, if you ever want to talk about him...you know, I'm here." She says trailing off. "And I'll always be here."
I let out a sigh and roll over to face her. "I know you're here, I just– I just don't want to talk about Enzo and I think I never will want to talk about him." I admit finally. I felt nothing absolutely nothing about destroying someone that once loved me, someone I once loved too. Everything we once shared was long dead.
"That's fair." Caroline says lying on her side. "Especially given what you've been through."
"I don't want to give him that kind of power over me and my life." I say loud and clear. "I refuse to let him win, I won't let him defeat me."
Caroline nods her head really listening to my words. "Ok, we won't ever talk about him, ever." She says quietly. "Now, back to what I was saying," She says super excited. "You said that being in NOLA you felt different, that you love it and for the first time you felt like you belonged somewhere."
"It's true."
"Well," Caroline says sitting up with her legs crossed in the bed. "Why don't we just finish our reconnecting vacation in NOLA? I mean think about it," She says putting her hair behind her ear. "I can get to know the city that stole your heart and have a much needed talk with the man that stole your heart as well."
Now I sit up as well. I actually can't believe I'm hearing those words come out of her mouth, but the excitement I feel is so genuine. She's got me grinning like it's Christmas which is my favorite holiday, it's better than birthdays! "Are you sure, I thought you had this trip all planned out?"
Caroline shrugs. "I did, but I can be flexible on occasion."
"Matt said you were flexible on every occasion." I deadpan as we look at each other for a few seconds before busting into a fit of laughter.
Caroline starts to fan herself she's laughing so hard. "I've definitely been away from you far too long, between Damon and Klaus, who know what will come out of your mouth next."
I shake my head at that comment and opt to drink some water. "For what it's worth, I'd love to show the city, I know you'll fall in love with it just like I did."
End of flashback
When we arrived in NOLA I could feel the electricity of the city upon departing the plane. Everything here was so much more vibrant, fascinating and all together better here. Everything just felt right being here.
Lucy, Caroline and I had opted to fly back home while the guys had driven. Stefan had brought his own car to North Carolina and since he was in the process of letting go of the old and looking forward to the new, he had decided to follow Damon to NOLA. While Vincent had decided to finish his trip the way he started it, which meant he and Damon were riding together.
"I am so happy to be home!" Lucy exclaims while stretching her arms out. "Carolina was a string of bullshit events that I wish to wash away very soon." My cousin says looking my way as she pulls me in a hug.
I couldn't help but to agree with her words. "On the bright side, Elijah left you alone, guess he finally got the hint."
Lucy only looks to the heavens before looking back down at me. "Thank goodness for small miracles. I don't double-back and it looks like he is starting to grasp that concept."
Caroline who has been listening looks our way with big blue eyes. "You and Elijah were a thing?" Caroline asks blinking at the two of us. "You guys were dating brothers?"
Lucy and I share a look because whatever Caroline was picturing was probably similar to when she and I dated the Thorn brothers. Dating Klaus and Elijah was completely different in the I don't like your brother kind of way and vice versa for said brother.
"Like when we dated the Thorn brothers?" Caroline asks dreamily.
I let out a disgusted huff. "More like when we dated the Spencer brothers."
We share a look. "They were a mess!" Caroline says in horror.
I nod. "It started with the dad who was like the king of messes and trickled down to both of his sons." I say thinking back. "And they were so freaking whiny." I say remembering the brothers clearly. "I need a real man, not a bitch ass."
Lucy clicks her tongue. "I guess that's why you've been dating the biggest alpha male on the planet huh?" Lucy says with a twitch of the lips.
Caroline only hums. "If I remember correctly Nathan and Lucas Spencer were hot though, dad too."
I look her way and mouth yuck. "Need I remind you, who I got mono from?"
Caroline only wrinkles her nose. Her normal oceanic blue eyes turning stormy.
"Well, as exciting as both of those incidents sound, Bonnie and I had very different experiences with the Mikaelson brothers." Lucy says bitterly. I know she hasn't dealt with anything regarding her budding relationship with Elijah and it's fiery ending. She had liked him, really liked him and finding out he was an imposter the whole time must have been hard for her. That was the fault of me, I wanted to let Lucy make her own judgement about Elijah, till he pulled an Elijah and I couldn't hold back my disdain and disgust for him.
Caroline licks her teeth. "I mean, Klaus and Elijah couldn't be more different than night and day so–"
Lucy turns her head sharply. "Lets just say that Elijah is the perfect guy on the outside and on paper, but in real life, he isn't so perfect. Case in point I'm going on a vampire detox cleanse for at least thirty days."
"Damn." I mutter causing both women to look my way. I had learned after many trial and errors that I was the kind of girl, woman, witch, that was drawn to other supernatural beings . . . well except with warlocks. For some reason warlocks never did it for me, not really, not with Luka, definitely not with Kai, and not even Silas whose exterior was Stefan and every girl had a crush on Stefan. Back to Silas, I wasn't feeling him even before he tried to drive me insane, warlocks were just not my type. As for normal guys, well that was a mess as well. I had tried my hardest with normal guys but that was an epic fail.
"I'm really sorry about everything Luce, I could've stepped in."
Lucy stops me quickly. "Elijah was the problem, not you and now he's someone else's problem."
Caroline tilts her head back from one side to the other and looks like she's trying decided if what her she's about to say well go over well with Lucy, before finally just blurting out what she's thinking. It's all quite comical to watch in my honest opinion.
"Well, survey says good luck with that cleanse, because Stefan was checking you hardcore." Caroline says in that way where's she's super excited while others are just not into whatever she's talking about.
I don't know who flinches harder me or Lucy.
Stefan gross. The younger Salvatore was still on my I don't trust nor like you list.
Lucy looks my way first. "That will never happen." She says assuring me. I had delved into the ins and outs of M.F. and Lucy was the person I confided in. She knew about all my relationships with everyone and had taken note on which people to keep a watchful eye on. Stefan was at the top of that list. "Besides I'd never ever entertain one of the chew toys of Katherine." Lucy says finally to Caroline.
Caroline and I share a look while we follow behind Lucy. I was no way near team Stefan at the moment, but he managed to rack up the ladies and Klaus. I got what they saw in him, but after everything I'd been through with him, I was done and his physical appearance did nothing for me.
Once we're by baggage claim it's then that I spot Danny, whose got an old school poster board with Lucy written over it in glitter , the girl in question all but skips over to her friend while they embrace in a tight hug. I spot Josh not too far away looking at the spectacle like it's a spectacle . He meets us halfway mere seconds later.
Once we're standing close, Josh brings me into a surprisingly hug. "I'm glad you're alright."
"Thanks bud." I say pulling away from him. "And thanks for picking us up, I know today is your off day."
Josh shifts his weight from one foot to the other, a sign that he's nervous. "Josh?"
"Um," Josh says scratching his head. "Actually I was on the job." He mumbles. "Marcel wanted me to lurk around in case anything... uh happens." He says not making much eye contact.
I understood what he was trying to say. Although since I had come to town Klaus had been relatively calm. Unless you count that incident at Gloria's, and the warlock who was openly disgusted by the two of us seeing each other. Or the town meeting where he literally attacked DeClair. But all of those time he had been defending me. Everyone knew Klaus, had a temper it was notorious and seemed to flare up when he didn't get what he wanted and between me and Haley– I don't know who ticked him off more.
"How is he, with everything?" I ask not being able to resist.
Josh looks around as if he looking for someone who might be listening before letting out a sigh of relief. "Marcel and Hope spent the night with him camping outside."
I smile because I'm sure that was what not only Klaus needed but Hope needed as well. "I wish they took pictures."
"I actually knew you were gonna ask about that so I came prepared." He says sheepishly. "I don't know who would've kicked my ass quicker, you or Rebekah had I not made sure to get as much photos as possible." Josh says easily.
Josh whips out his phone which has a photos he had taken and sent to both Marcel and Klaus. The three of them, Hope, Marcel and Klaus look so adorably happy in that moment. It was good that Klaus had come home, Hope needed him. And it was even better that Haley was able to let go of her pride and do what was best for Hope which was being with her father and brother.
"As for everything else." Josh scratches his neck looks to Caroline and then back at me. "You know, Klaus. He's been his normal moody, grumpy, angry– self." Pause. "He's been quiet for him, so everyone is kind of on the edge. " He says with a lick of the lips. "He.. He kicked everyone out of the house the night he came back. But Marcel and Rebekah have been really good, keeping an eye on him."
Caroline reaches out and grabs my hand comfortingly. "Thanks Josh for letting me know."
Sigh. "But, once he see's you, his mood it'll change, it always does."
Caroline must sense my apprehension because she soon clears her throat giving me the perfect opportunity to introduce the two before we make our way home.
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Klaus
True to her word Camille had been an excellent distraction. And she had managed to keep him distracted without the use of her lips. That kiss was something he hadn't expected. Camille had always shied away from his advances in the past. Flirting was one thing, he flirted with everyone, but he had never been the type of bloke that had loose lips. That was why when Camille kissed him he hadn't kissed her back.
Flashback
In the past, when he thought about he and Camille he thought when he got his chance with her, he wouldn't screw it up. But when the time came, it was so much different then what he expected.
When her lips met his, he thought he'd wrap his arm around her, bring her closer so that his scent was all over her, he thought he would've enjoyed it, toyed with her for a bit– dragged everything out till she was breathless and gasping for more. But instead he sat still, so very still, until Cami pulled away with wide eyes.
It occurred to him that Camille was no longer the woman he wanted, not even as a rebound.
To be honest, he always thought he would feel much better once Camille had shone her light his way but right now all he could feel is the emptiness that followed without Bonnie. The very emptiness he planned on filling with every vice he had, till Bonnie, the lush green of her eyes, the way her heart shaped lips curved into a smile and the way she fit perfectly with him was a distant memory, like all the other distant memories.
"I can't believe I just did that." Camille says flustered, her face beet red.
He tries, to put his next words delicately because in the end he did cherish his friendship with the very sweet Camille. She had known all his secrets and hadn't run away when she should've. In the back of his mind he can hear a tiny voice saying Bonnie had seen him at his worst, she had lived through his worst moods and still she opened herself up to him.
He snorts at the tiny voice. Bonnie would let him in, yeah she'd give him her body over and over again but that was it, he was good dick, that was it. She'd never love him, not the way he loved...not the way he cared about her. That was evident when she chose to stay back instead of coming with him. She made her choice, she made the wrong choice.
Tuning into the anxiousness around Camille, he looks down at his drink before tossing it back. Turning to her, he speaks. "You got caught up that's all." He says offering her a smile. "I did ask for a distraction and you are quite the distraction Camille." He says smoothly.
"It's unprofessional, I'm your therapist!" She murmurs in an attempt to be horrified. He saw something else in her though, he so the truth behind the lie.
Instead of even bothering to ask for another round, he simply hops over the bar and grabs himself a bottle before hopping back into his seat. "It's fine." He says waving her off as he pours himself a drink.
"Your girlfriend wouldn't think so." Camille says exasperated. "I told myself I wouldn't be that girl, that girl that went after someone else's boyfriend and yet here I am that girl." Camille says almost on the tip of a nervous breakdown. Or a realization that she may just be that girl.
"Camille, you're my friend, probably my only friend so when I tell you it's ok, it's okay." He says passing the bottle in her direction.
He watches and she doesn't even bother fixing a glass and drinks straight from the bottle. "What about your girlfriend, what about Bonnie?" She asks with so much interest he almost raises a brow Elijah style.
He's silent for several seconds. "My girlfriend..." Pause. He stops yet again to think of his next words, to be able to admit the next words out loud. "Bonnie, is planning her future without me?"
Eyebrows furrow. "What happened?"
He chuckles. "Her friends, her love for them, her love for Damon Salvatore." He nods his head. "Her life is not here...it's not with me it's with them."
Camille puts her hand on his yet again. "Klaus, tell me why you're so determined to think the worst of her– when all I've seen is the best."
He gets up now and stands in the middle of the bar. "Because she always gives them her best!" He shouts. "I've seen how this plays out and it doesn't end well for me." Pause. He cups his hands together. "If she gives it all, her all to them, which I know she will because that's what she always does– it leaves nothing left for me."
He feels Camille watching him with a trained eye of a therapist. He didn't need a fucking therapist right now, right now in this instant he needed a friend who would let him be angry, and let him be hurt but most of all she wouldn't take the side of the witch that was tearing him apart!
"Camille," He says his voice lowering. "Right now, I don't need a therapist." He says as calmly and rationally as he can. "Right now, I just need a friend." He breathes out raw and honestly.
She licks her lips, though he can see the clarity his words brought. "Fine." She says throwing her hands up in the air. "You seem awfully determined to stay in this mind set." She muses. "I guess we might as well let the chips fall where they may." She mutters.
He shrugs his shoulders calming down only a smidgen. "People let you down all the time, why not prepare yourself for it before it happens."
If he expected Camille to turn around and say something to deter him, she proved that in this instant she was his real friend because instead she picked up her phone and keys. "About that art showing, when does it start?"
He looks down at his watch. "In about fifteen minutes."
"Good," Camille says with a bright smile on her face. "We're gonna turn that frown upside down at any cost." She says walking away to the back.
It's then that he can hear her giving the staff instructions for the day and night just in case. Once alone he finds himself looking at a video of Bonnie laughing as he tickled her without any mercy. It's a short video of her laughing but he remembers the day vividly. Her laugh was something musical and once he finished tickling her, he placed kisses all over her stomach till her laughter turned into moans.
He's brought out of his memory by his phone chirps, letting him known he's got a message, the message is a picture of Bonnie and Caroline on bikes, looking happier than he's seen either.
End of flashback
Some hours later he and Camille are walking into his house, he's feeling much better. Art has always been one of the most grounding ways of expression in his opinion. It was the perfect distraction.
"I told you, you would've enjoyed the art exhibit." He says almost cheerfully. "This was by far the best year yet!"
She shrugs following him inside. "I get that you like realism and the symbolism behind it, but abstract art is more of my style." she answers before finding a comfortable cheer to sit in.
He can feel her eyes watching as he goes to the drink cart immediately upon walking into the house. He can only snort at her words though because it was typical Camille. She was a thinker an analyzer and her brain was one of the most beautiful things about her.
"Of course you would see it that way." He says tossing her a look over his shoulder. "The only reason you prefer abstract art over anything else is because you see it as way to look deep into the soul of the artist." he admits as Cami looks over at him, a look of surprise that he's paid enough attention to realize her quirks. They were friends after all.
Surprised she closes her mouth for only a second. "I'm surprised you've noticed, especially since... you always seem to have a lot going on."
He keeps his back to her, still inspecting his liquor cabinet, he's searching for the perfect drink for this moment. "I pay attention." He says simply. His answer wasn't just specified to her, although he could understand why she would think so at this moment. He actually paid attention to his surroundings at all times. "You think abstract art is the window to ones soul and that's why you like it, it makes you feel like your uncovering the artist as a whole." He says finally finding the perfect bottle for this moment.
She rubs her arms at the sudden chill running over her. "I'm a therapist, I can't help myself." Camille purrs excitedly before launching into a discussion about said art. He only listens while pouring the two of them something good and vintage.
"Here." He says walking over to her drinks in hand. "You'll like it."
She looks up at him then, a troubled look in her eyes. "I like everything when I'm with you." She admits biting her lip immediately. Her fingertips brush against his briefly, a flash of something in her eyes.
He wonders briefly, where was this version of Camille before Bonnie lit fire to his life? "Liar." He drones out, deciding to keep things light. They were friends and friends could joke with one another.
She chuckles and it's a soft chuckle, one that gives him pause."Well I can find myself liking more things when I'm with you and that's a problem." Camille continues.
He has meandered his way across the room putting some much needed distance between the two of them. "Camille," He breathes out. "It's not that deep." he says as nonchalantly as possible.
Camille shakes her head. "No, it is that deep." She doubles down on her words. "You're in love with her." She explodes. "You're in love with Bonnie." She says calmly, putting her therapist hat on.
He can see through the cracks of her facade and sucks his teeth. What the hell had he gotten himself into? Is this an impromptu session or is this a declaration of some kind of feelings? Either way he would like to exit stage left or right.
"You wanted a friend, I'm here as your friend." She says halting his next words. "You look at your phone when you think I'm not paying attention. You try and pretend like everything is okay when it's clear you're not okay. And to top it off, you've kept a drink in hand since this morning." She says throwing her hands up in the air.
He licks his lips. "I'm a hybrid, in case you've forgotten."
She tilts her head to the side. "You're running away from your feelings Klaus." She simply. " No amount of alcohol or art exhibits or distractions by me is going to change that." She says patiently with a hint of sadness and a tinge of regret.
Annoyed he places his glass on the table loudly. "I won't let a 5ft, 100 pound witch turn me into Elijah, or even worst Stefan." When Cami only furrows her brows he decides to rephrase his words. "I won't be turned into a sap for the love of Bonnie." He roars. "If you don't want to be here, you can leave."
She crosses her arms in front of her chest, body language telling him she's displeased by his latest actions. "I didn't say I was leaving." Pause. "I'm here for you– for the long haul, even though I think you're being a bit dramatic."
He only licks his teeth. "I'll take it." He says relishing in the silence.
The silence only last for a few moments before she speaks again.
"What happened between the two of you, what changed so drastically that you're willing to throw in the towel." She asks suddenly. "I ask because you were happy days ago, even though you'd never admit it."
He sends her a glare. "I'm not throwing in the towel, im accepting the inevitable."
She tilts her head to the side. "Your avoiding the answering the question which can only lead to speculation on my part and I can tell you all the things I speculate, we can even speculate in alphabetical order if you like." she says her tone teasing.
He rolls his eyes. "Fine." He grumbles. "Everything was fine, as fine as it could be given the mere fact that my brother hated the woman I loved." He says the words slipping out. "We had a situation with Elijah, one that resolved quickly and then, out of nowhere another situation popped up with a crazy, stalker ex that was unable to let go." He says with a lick of the lips.
Cami swallows hard. "That sounds serious, how crazy are we talking?"
"Not as crazy as me." He says with a bright smile before getting serious. "He was more on the whiny side which shouldn't surprise me given her affection for whiners." He snips under his breath.
"Klaus." She calls causing him to roll his blue eyes skyward.
"Anyway." He says playing with the bracelet on his wrist. "She's been through a lot in her young life." He admits while trying not to be effected. "She's got trauma, demons and scars that run deep and rival my own." He says with a putrid taste in his mouth. "And that s. o. b. used all of them against her."
She nods. "That must've made you feel helpless."
He looks up now. "I'm the strongest alive, nothing can hurt me and certainly not a baby vampire with a grudge. "But he, the ex did get to Bonnie he used her fears against her by going after Damon." Pause. "He got in her head, the only way an ex lover could."
"What upset you more, the fact that an ex got close to destroying her, or the fact that Damon appears to be her Achilles heel?"
He bristles at that comment. " I watched as he, Lorenzo broke her down till she questioned herself, her choices." He says lost in thought. "I promised I would take care of her, and I would end Lorenzo and his reign of terror on her life."
"That was very gracious of you."
He only chuckles yet again. "I'd never seen her so low, and then it was like watching a real life phoenix being reborn." He says brightly. "She looked me in the eyes and said she refused to let Lorenzo continue to hold her back, she refused to let him win and that she would be the one to end it for once and for all."
When he looks up Cami who usually has a passive face when he's telling her all about his life looks anything but passive or indifferent for that matter. "What did she do?"
He sits up and leans forward. "She ripped his heart out."
Camille gasps loud. "My goodness."
He only shrugs, lips curved into a smile. "Long story short she needed me to save Damon, he had been turned human and he was fading fast." Pause. "I saved him, for her."
Cami nods her head slowly a resigned looked on her face. "That's love Klaus."
He can't help but scoff at her words. "She's with him right now." He says holding up his glass in mock toast fashion. "She's with him and everyone else from her past." He says silencing Camille with one look. "She's with ever sweet Caroline, broodingly handsome Stefan and whiny bitch ass Damon." He says, his voice sounding quieter as each name is mentioned. "She's with them," He says with a resigned nod. "When she could be with me." He says looking out into the distance. "When she should be with me." He says looking down at his drink.
Camille watches him with a keen eye she probably has lots to say but for once she keeps her words to herself and lets him throw this pity party for himself.
Looking up he catches eyes with her, see's the pity in them, and offers her a bittersweet smile.
"So much for love." He whispers softly.
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Bonnie
Nothing had felt better than returning to my very own home. This place, this city had become more home then the several homes I had back in M.F. Here, my house...my home felt comfy and calm– it was mine.
"Look at this house Bon!" Caroline gushes, while barreling through and dashes from one end of the room to the other all the while inspecting the living room with a Caroline Forbes since of scrutiny. "This house and decor is all you!" Caroline says pleased once she's assessed as much as possible. She then picks up a picture frame that held pictures of the two of us through out our lives. The first photograph is us in Kindergarten, Caroline is holding my hand, the second photo is us with our arms slung around each other gap and gown on for our H.S. graduation and the last photo is the two of us with each others college diplomas a toothy grin on our face as we point to each other.
I grin over at her. "It's got a lot of my flare, but most of all it's just a cozy place." I toss over my shoulder while putting my keys on the nearby key hook. Turning around to face Caroline, I see that she's still trying to decipher every decorative choice and the meaning behind it all. "It's got a bit of Damon in it as well." I remind her. "He does live here too."
The eye roll Caroline gave me was classic. "Yeah well, I'm sure he won't let you or anyone else in your life forget it." Caroline pouts.
I send her a look all the while trying to stop myself from laughing. "We did room together in college." I remind her.
Caroline crosses her arms in front of her chest. "But that was eons ago and still a shitfest at the end of day. Here you have a home."
"That we were renting as a vacation home." I add.
"That Damon ended up buying for you and then the two of you went shopping together to make this place, all you." She says her voice catching. "You guys made a life here, so far away from my life in M.F." Caroline says finally causing my stance to soften.
I make my way her way putting my arm around her. We stand hugging each other for the longest time till I say the one thing I know will brighten her mood. "How about I let you decorate the guest room, if you want it can even be your room."
Blue eyes widen. "Really!"
"Really." I say with a nod as we break away. Besides this place needs a bit of your sunshine."
Happy Caroline claps her hands excitedly. "Excellent." She says turning her eyes to the floor. "This ancient rug screams Damon." she says with a wrinkled nose.
I chuckle. "He insisted upon it, but I got to chose the color for obvious reasons." I say gesturing to the room.
"And lets not forget this massive demonstration of your friendship." Caroline says gazing over the candid art piece Damon had of the two of us in a blown up to fit on the wall.
I smile looking over at it. "That day was a good day." I had many good days with Damon, some bad days, some days where he got on my last nerve but we were good place now. We put all our cards on the table and despite those cards not matching, our friendship was still intact. "And superficially we look good, it's a beautiful picture." I admit.
"True" Caroline says standing on front of the art piece as Damon referred to it. "But, it's such a Damon move that on instinct I want to repel it like bug spray."
" c." I spell out bumping hips with Caroline to do the same. "Come on let me show you the rest of the house, including the guest room and pool house."
BB-CF-BC
Once I've finished giving Caroline the home tour and fed her we had pizza and wine which is always a treat, we're sitting in the living room when Caroline looks my way.
"So I've noticed you've played the role of best friend and host, but what about girlfriend?" Caroline asks causing me to choke on my wine.
I cough so hard my eyes start to water. Wiping my eyes I finally speak, but not after a sip of water. "Klaus," I say with a heavy sigh. "Hasn't replied to any of my texts so, I'm guessing he's still dealing with his private matter." I say taking a tentative sip of water.
Caroline tilts her head to the side. "True. Or he could want a face to face with you."
I see where she's going with this and shake my head, I'm not going to ditch her for a guy, even if it is Klaus. "I'm not about to ditch you, for dick!" I burst.
Caroline only grins. "You're not ditching me, I'm practically kicking you out of your house for dick...I mean Klaus."
I send her a look. "Caroline."
"Bonnie. I know him" Caroline burst out causing me to pay more attention to what she's saying. "I mean, I'm not trying to discredit how well you know him because..."
I wave her off. "Caroline, it's fine."
With a sigh of relief Caroline speaks again. "He's like me, you know." She says twisting her engagement ring around her finger. "He turns things inwardly, takes everything personal, makes little things much bigger than they really are and self sabotages without a look back." Pause. "Just like yours truly." Caroline admits as her insecurities show.
"You're not that person anymore, you and Tyler found your way back to each other." I smile. "You've got a big engagement ring to show for it."
Caroline leans forward. "This isn't about me, this is about you." She reminds me. "You care about Klaus and I care about you." She reminds me for the millionth time. "Go talk to your boyfriend and I'll check in with my fiancé."
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Bonnie
After spending a good amount of time going through the wedding plans of the future Mrs. Caroline Forbes Lockwood and just spending some time talking together. I had finally made my way over to finally check in with Klaus.
Pulling into the Mikaelson estate dressed flawless in a teal summer dress that reaches just below my knees. My lips are painted a fiery red while my hair is in a simple pony tail.
A wave of sudden nervousness hit me once I spot Klaus's car. We hadn't spoken since the day he left and I was a bit anxious to have this face to face. With a deep sigh and a little pep talk I hop out of the car and walk straight up to the door, expecting it to unlocked because vampires never lock their doors.
"Klaus, It's me, open up." I say with another knock.
Just as I'm posed to ring the doorbell Klaus opens up the door. I'm used to him pulling me into a embrace the moment he see's me, use to the dimples that deepen as I lean up on my tip toes to greet him with a kiss.
When I get a good look at him, a chill runs down my spine. His hair looks unruly, his eyes are bloodshot and the look he gives me, it gives me pause. I've seen that look on his face before, that look in his eyes before ...I just can't seem to place it.
"What are you doing here?" He asks running his hand through his hair. He looks me up and down, his eyes still giving nothing away.
I shift from one foot to the other. "Hey!" I smile. "If you would've checked your phone you would've known that I came home early." I mumble wrapping my arms around his waist hugging him. Klaus only hugs me for the briefest moment before letting me go all-together.
"I thought this might be a good surprise" I say pulling back to look into his eyes.
He wipes his chin. "And what a surprise it is."
"I thought you'd be happy, I came back home early– for you and us." I say confused by his actions.
Klaus turns his head to look elsewhere. "You came to see me." He says tilting his head back to laugh. "Should I be grateful that you've graced me with your presence." He says drink in hand.
Oh so that's how we were going to do this, the hard way. He was lucky I was resilient, most of all, he was lucky I had come to terms with my feelings about him. I knew who I wanted to be with and it was Klaus and all his moods, and temper tantrums, it was Klaus and everything that came with him.
"Your drinking."I surmise. "Have you been doing this for long?"
He finishes his drink and holds the empty glass up. "I'm fine."
He doesn't seem fine, in fact he looks on edge. "Did something happen?" I ask though he refuses to look me in the eyes. Tired of it, I turn his head, my fingers touching his stubbly chin. "Klaus, what's wrong?" I ask as he's silent for far too long.
I get it, he's not in the mood, but we were together which meant we had to work through whatever came our way as a unit. North Carolina had taught that it was ok to let Klaus in, all the way in and be as good to him as he had been to me. It wasn't just about sex, not anymore. We were more than that and that was why I had turned Damon down, I knew what I wanted, I knew who I wanted it with and that was Klaus.
Jaw set he finally speaks after looking at me for what seems like hours. "Did you come here because you needed someone to fuck the pain away?" He asks thinking better of it and getting closer to me. "Oh, wait no more pain, I solved that problem for you." He says leaving the door open to circle around me. "What could you possibly want from me, except–" He clenches his jaw. "Another go, before you go." He says wagging his head while his eyes slide up and down my body. "I'm game."
I push at his chest, halting his advances. "What is going on with you?" I ask perplexed. "I came here for you...for us." Pause. "I had an epiphany and I wanted to share with you because you deserve to know about it."
He chuckles bitterly. "How fitting." he snorts. "You say you're here but for how long huh, how long before–" He stops himself. "I won't beg for you." he says his eyes dark. "I'm through begging for pieces of you."
I'm so confused by his words, that I stand still. "Klaus, I gotta admit you're sounding kind of crazy right now." I say causing him to chuckle. "Or maybe you're just drunk because you'd have to be drunk to think it's okay to talk to me any kind of way." I
He grins, his teeth on display. "I'm not drunk."
"Except from the smell of alcohol on your breath." I point out. "Klaus, what did you do? You can tell me anything." I say hopeful.
He chuckles. "Please." He says sarcastically.
Not liking the way he's speaking I put my hands on my hips. "Whatever mood you're in, I'm gonna need you to tone it down. I'm not some clueless twit who will take your shit because you're good in bed, have an accent and some dimples."
He chuckles bitterly. "Of course I'm the problem not you, never you." He says bitterly. I watch as he leans close to my ear. Now you can feel free to go back to Damon, or Caroline and anyone else on your pathetic list of people that suck the life out of you, the people you allow to feed off of you." He says pulling back. "Now, if you excuse me, I have a lady waiting for me."
My eyes widen at his words. "You're with another woman!" I ask hearing the sound of my heart so loud that it nearly topples me over from the pure sound of it.
"Yeah." He says with a sinister smile. "And before you interrupted us, we were getting down to the nitty gritty of things." He says as his eyes finally light up as he finally pounces on his prey.
"I don't believe you." I say my stance never wavering. Klaus was a lot of things but a cheater, that had never been ingrained in him. In fact if anything he was more so devoted to the people in his life. Yeah he had a crummy was of showing it sometimes but when it came to me, he had always been straight forward and honest even when I didn't want the brutal honesty.
His eyes widen at my words. "You don't believe me?" He asks nearly spluttering on his words. He's on me now, close so close that I can feel the heat of his body and the fire that's in his eyes, as they are rapidly changing from my favorite shade of blue to the color of his wolf.
"No. I don't." I admit. "You may still be angry, you can be reckless and you have a tendency to lash out at people, but your not a cheater." I say. "You don't play games and you're brutally honest, sometimes a bit too brutal but you're real."
Klaus who had melted himself basically against me brings his lips close to mine, very close. "Is that what you really think?"
I cup his cheek. "That's what I know. Besides you may be drunk but you're not obtuse and despite whatever you got going on inside your head, you wouldn't wreck us."
It's the smile he gives me that should've given off warning bells, that would've given off warning bells in the past but I trusted him, for the first time in a long time I knew that I could trust someone really trust them, even with my heart.
Instead of saying anything he launches himself on me, our lips meeting in a scotching kiss. The amount of alcohol left on his tongue nearly leaves me drunk, as he scoops me up, my legs going either side of him. His fingers slide up my thighs as he palms me, as his incisors prick my lips.
Something suddenly washes over me, causing me to pull away slightly from him. When I meet his eyes this time I see something different, something sinister. He must read the question on my face because he lets me go, sitting me back on feet. "You, you wouldn't wreck us," I ask repeating my previous words this time as a question. "Right?"
Klaus only leans closer his voice hot on my ear. "Did you think you were the only one who could do whatever you want to do?"
Time suddenly seemed like it stood still. I could hear Klaus talking but it was all mumbled so whatever he said was lost on me. I legit blacked out after he said asked me if I thought I was the only one.
It was his tone that got to me, it made me sick to my stomach and when he looked at me now, it was the look he had given decades dance where he was in Ricks body stood at one side of the hall while I was at the other.
"Who is she?" I asked feeling the same amount of hatred I felt for him the same night of the decade dance as he suddenly had for me.
"It's none of your concern sweetheart." He says towering over me.
On reflex I push at his chest wanting him far away from me! "Screw you and that bitch you were with." I say pushing past him. I wanted to see her, if our relationship was going down in flames I was dragging her down along with us.
Sidestepping Klaus, I make it inside the house. No sooner than I cross the threshold, I'm greeted with the sight of Camille coming down the stairs shirt and pants in hands all the while wearing an oversized henley that belonged to Klaus. My stomach sinks so far down that I feel almost weak at the sight. "Of course it was you." I say as Cami stands at the stairs a deer in headlights look on her face.
I take in her appearance and know what that means, it's how I even got involved with Klaus in the first place. I knew how Klaus operated and given the fact that Cami had wanted him all along, nothing could've stopped them, not even the thought of me.
Cami has the nerve to look spooked as if I was the problem in this instant. "Bonnie!" Cami says pulling at the henley that adorns her body. "I had hoped we might've been able to avoid all of this, but you're here." Cami says as she takes one step down the stairs and then notices the look on my face and thinks better of it. "I know how this looks but, I can explain."
"Surprise, surprise, yes I am here." I ground out, "No need to explain anything to me. Your lack of clothing has explained everything for you." I spit it. "And just so you know, you reek of lying, trifling bitch!"
Klaus walks in then as we're having a stare off.
Whirling around I bring hurt eyes his way. I felt like such a fool. Here I thought that maybe a witch and hybrid could actually be something together. But nothing last forever, especially for this witch and that hybrid.
Swallowing hard I speak. "I get it now, she's the reason you couldn't be bothered to answer my texts or my calls." I say though Klaus refuses to look my way. Where had all the bravado gone, where had the smugness gone? "Look at me!"
When he does look my way it makes everything hurt that much more. My fingers tingle, with fire, electricity and anger as my heart breaks.
"I told you, I was with someone else, now you see it for your own eyes. You did this, not me." He says putting his hands in his pockets Elijah style.
"Right it's my fault not yours- you're a punk bitch, who couldn't bother breaking up with me and you–" I say looking over to Cami now. "As for you Cami, you're a lying bitch."
Cami holds her hands up. "Bonnie, this does look bad but if you give me a chance–"
"I gave you a chance!" I yell. "I gave you the benefit of the doubt when it was always clear what you wanted. I even asked you woman to woman if you were in love with him." I sniff. "And you said," I shake my head swatting at the tears that are falling. "I guess it doesn't matter what I said because the moment I was out of sight you went after my boyfriend!" I scream so loud one of the windows in the foyer shatter.
In my head I'm replaying everything, trying to figure out the signs I had missed, how I could be so stupid and wrong. But most of all how he could do this to me. We were good, we were so good and he did this, he wrecked us. My body heats up with every memory that comes to surface, I want to scorch them out of my mind forever. I want to forget him, and forget him!
"Bonnie, calm down." Klaus calls out from behind me. He sounds alarmed, probably because he wondering what I'll do to Cami. She's due for a good slap the shit out of you slap.
"Screw you Klaus! You're next." I say my attention on Camille and her lying manipulating self.
I thought Klaus would get the picture because he was next on my list. Instead he does something unexpected and he walks closer to me, I can feel the heat of him on my back. He's close now, too close. I feel a hand on my shoulder and easily recall at his touch. "Don't touch me!" I say lashing out at him and pushing him away from me.
"Fine." He says through gritted teeth. "But you need to calm down," He says looking and sounding anxious suddenly. "Your heart is beating too fast."
"Don't worry about my heart!" I grit. "It's not yours to worry about." I say leveling him with a glare.
He chuckles bitterly and mumbles something. I vaguely can hear the words Damon and heart. I'm not interested in what he said at all.
Cami descends the steps now. As if this is the perfect time because my attention was divided. She though wrong. "Bonnie, you really need to calm down. You're getting overworked for nothing." Cami says with her professional voice on now.
All I could think was bitch please. She was not going to counsel me after being the problem.
"I don't need to do anything you say Cami! You're standing before me in my boyfriends shirt, looking like the picture perfect side-bitch." I spit out. "I hope he stomps all over your heart like he did with mine, but I hope when he stomps over your heart it's with his claws."
Klaus blows a loud whistle causing me to turn my attention his way. "That's enough, you came, you saw and now you can leave." He says still not looking me in the eyes.
My nostrils flare. "Look at me and tell me why?" I say grasping his chin. I hated being this weak, I hated pleading with him but I needed to know. I had to know why he did this to us.
For a brief moment he looks sad. "You know why." He says his words coming out slow. "You need to go home." He says finally looking in my eyes. "Just go." He says solemnly.
I don't know why, but hearing him say this hurts me so much but it does. It just reminds me of every other person that pushed me away and here he was doing the same thing. He ruined us! The man that I fell for, the man that I believed in had wrecked our life. He wrecked a life that could've been good, a life I wanted with him. If I was going to hold Cami to the fire, Klaus was going to pushed into it.
My mouth forms into a small smile while I lay my hand on his cheek. I left up on my tippy toes so that I'm a bit taller. "I'm not going anywhere." I say leaning up against him. "Till I'm finished with the both of you."
I say as my magic comes to life swirling around the house closing the open door and locking it.
Cami had wanted to the be third person in our relationship for so long, so wanted Klaus all for herself and now the three of us were going to have a little chat.
When Klaus looks at me now, I can see the surprise that written in his eyes and on his face. He's studying me in a calculating way as if he's trying to figure out my next move. I leave him waiting
and opt to walk out of the foyer to the parlor and pour myself a good ole drink. When I return, I make him wait for me to finish my drink, which infuriates him.
As for Cami she sits down on the stairs knowing its not a good idea to say a word.
"You're enjoying this?" He asks suddenly super close. "Having us in the palm of your hands, at your mercy? You're devious side is showing." He tsks. "Are you sure you want others seeing how dirty you can play, how dirty it can get?" He asks eyes lit up in excitement. "Let Cami leave, I'm the one you want."
I chuckle as Klaus looks down at me with heated eyes. If my heart hadn't broke, if I didn't despise the sight of him, the touch of his hand on my skin right now, I'd make Cami watch while I took him down and made him beg for me.
"Oh no." I say looking over to the stairs. "Cami gets to stay and she can even watch." I say as Klaus pushes himself against me.
"I'll break your spell." He says hotly. "I'll use my tongue and break your spell, I'll grind against you so hard that you'll be trapped in all the ways I use to screw you, that your concentration will beak." He breathes. "It'll be a parting gift, a fitting climax for our ending."
"You bastard!" I roar, my eyes begin to tear up and I push him away from me. I thought we were more than this?
"You couldn't wait mere hours for me? You had to hop in bed with Cami? So much for you caring about me. I guess everyone was wrong about you and me, but mostly I was wrong about you, and about us." I say emotionally charged as always.
My words seem to hit the mark because Klaus take a step back at the blow of my words. He looks almost hurt, in fact he looked gutted by my words but just as quick as I saw the look cross his face, it's gone and I'm left wondering if I imagined it all. If was just looking for hints of the person I thought he was?"
"What I do, doesn't matter?" Klaus says his words strident, though his voice cracks just tiny bit. " You were with Damon, you made your choice!" He rages. "You made your choice live with it." He seethes.
It's then that I can't help but let the tears fall. "I am living with it!" I scream back. We had never fought like this before, he had never been this cold.
He rocks from side to side. "You should be thankful then, you should be thanking me because I gave you what you wanted! I always gave you what you wanted!" He says walking away which only irks me to no end, so I follow him into the parlor.
"Spare me your whining." I say as he sits down at the piano in the parlor and begins to play something dark and gloomy which just so happens to match both our moods. "All you need is a violin to go along with it." I say as I send a violin his way nearly crashing into him, but he dodges it and captures it in his hands.
He's mocking me now, with a skill that someone as ancient as him as he plays the violin masterfully.
"You wanted me to take the pain away and I embraced it, and now I've given you the best gift of all." He says spinning on the piano bench. "So leave and do what you will with my gift."
In that instant, I realized I was holding onto someone who didn't want me. I was just prolonging the evitable end and why would I want to do that. "You know, you're right, this is probably the best gift anyone has ever given me and as soon as I get out of this house I'm going to run with it." I say finding my moxie. "But first I need you to hear me," I say sniffing.
"I'm listening." Klaus says as he pulls out his phone and makes a show of picking out pictures of us and deleting them.
"I don't regret staying back in North Carolina,"
"Of course you don't."
"But what I do regret, is choosing you from the beginning." I say causing Klaus to look at me for the first time the stone wall he had presented with from the beginning begins to crack. I see the hurt and anger all over him. Good now we felt the same way.
Cami clears he throat. "Guys come on, this is getting heated and it doesn't have to be this way."
"Shut up Cami" I spit out.
"Not now Camille, let her talk, let her get it all out." Klaus says hostile. "Let her tell me what a mistake it was to get involved with me, that I'm so bad yet Damon is such a saint." He growls out. "He bit you before, was mad at Katherine for being Katherine and turned his anger on you. Tell me how much worst than Damon who flipped a coin with Stefan to see who would end you for good because Elena was always much more important."
"Wow." I nod my head. The fact that he would bring up things that hurt me so bad, things I was still working on showed me everything I needed to know. This argument had nothing to do with anything from my past it was about us, about how he broke us. "Play the victim if you want Klaus but I didn't do this, you did." I say pointing at him. "You're a liar and a cheater."
He flies from the piano stool to the bar and fixes himself another drink as if he needed it.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night sweetheart, even if its all your lies." He says after taking a sip.
I look at him like he's a stranger now, like maybe I was dickmatized to believe any and everything he said to me, like I meant something to him. How stupid could I possibly be, thinking that maybe we had a chance that me and Klaus of all people had a fighting chance at something good? I had been so foolish but not anymore. "You want to hear the truth,"
"Finally." He boasts. "Go on say it." He says holding his glass very tightly.
"While you were with Cami, I was telling everyone I could–" I say swallowing hard. " I told Damon, I told Caroline and I told Lucy that at the end of the day, I chose you."
Cami who had never been to far lets out a gasp. "Oh my god."
Klaus who had yet to say anything stands still. "I told them, that I couldn't let us go. When in reality the moment you got on the plane, you let me go." I say to a silent room.
After several moments pass I'm poised to say something to Cami when Klaus finally speaks.
"Wow! You play the game better than I thought." He says looking me up and down. "You stand here and try to manipulate me into feeling bad when you really chose your precious Damon." And to prove his point he pulls out his phone. "I saw the pictures!" He says bitterly "what a happy reunion for the two of you."
I briefly looked at the pictures and scoffed. "That was hug between two friends." I say through clenched teeth. "That was him accepting I chose you." I say stepping back. "I believed in you." I whisper bitterly. " I trusted you." I say louder. "I chose you," I say wiping a stray tear from my face. "You just didn't chose me!" I say so loud the windows rattle. "You didn't have faith in me or in us."
He stumbles back by my words, blue eyes wide. It like for the first time he's hearing my words, seeing my pain, the pain he caused me. "You– you chose me?" He says suddenly he voice coming out small.
"I'm gonna go find the laundry room, perhaps even get lost in this house." Cami says suddenly.
I wipe at my face the tears that had fallen. "No. I'm going, you can have him." I say with disgust. I would not continue to cry over this man. I was stronger than that, better than that, better then him and her. "Whatever I've left here, burn it all, I don't want it." I say marching to the door. "Anything that yours that's at my house I'll have Josh pick up because we are done." I say with my back to him.
I said what I needed to be said and now I was leaving. I make my way out of the parlor only for Klaus to use vampire speed to approach me, he's got his hand on my wrist. "Love," he says pausing.
"Don't call me that!" I exclaim. "I'm not your love, I'm not your anything." I say as my voice gets gravelly.
"Please, don't go." He says his voice pleading as he reaches for me.
"Watch me!" I voice yanking away from him but to no avail.
"Not till you hear me out." Klaus says determination written all over him.
I wrestle to get my wrist free but he holds it firmly. "I don't want to hear what you have to say. I seen and heard enough of you for a lifetime." I seethe my anger causing my magic to lash out and thus scorching Klaus in the process. I use this as the perfect time to take my ass home.
I get as far as to opening the door only for Klaus to come up from behind me and slam his hand against the door effectively shutting it.
I let out a labored sigh before turning round to meet his eyes. Eyes that look so much softer like a light denim blue. His eyes are soft now, if hadn't seen Cami and heard the nasty way he talked to me, I'd think he felt guilty. It looked like Lucy wasn't the only Bennett on a vampire cleanse.
"You don't want to do this with me." I say my tone low.
He crowds my space. "You're right, I don't." He says cradling my face. "But I will." He says his voice downright sinister. "I'll do whatever I have to do."
"Too bad." I say laying my hands on his chest my fingers work it's magic as I begin to desiccate him like before. He must sense it because soon his lips crash onto mine. His hands fingers dig into my skin as he grips me close.
I bite his lip hard and push him away quickly sending him flying across the room. He recovers though and stands in front of me.
Our eyes lock and I realize then that this is fight is far from over.
"Nothing happened with Cami, not what you think." He says finally his breath labored though because I'm sending him as many aneurism as I could.
I chuckle and look over at Cami who has not left the room. "She's wearing your shit!" I point out. "I know how this goes, drinks, food and everything else in between." I say my voice cracking. "Did you forget our first time, it was the same way." I say taking a step back. "You couldn't wait to punish me for not doing what you wanted so you break my heart and not just any kind of way, the same way we started out." I spit out. "You purposely set out to hurt me."
He has the nerve to look shameful suddenly. "It was true, I did want to hurt you that's why I let things get this far." He says his denim blue eyes drifting to Cami before finding it's way back to me. "But it's only because–"
"I don't care!" I rage. "I'm done with this, and I'm done with you." I say finally. "Don't you dare try to make me stay."
Klaus nods. "What if I told you the truth." He suggest his tone softer.
I hated that he was able to pique my interest. "And then you'll let me go?"
Klaus only licks his lips.
"Fine. Tell me the truth, so that I don't ever have to revisit this ever again. So that I can learn from my obvious mistake." I say arms crossed in front of me.
Once again Klaus looks over to Cami then at me. "I thought I lost you." He says suddenly. "And I just wanted the pain to go away. Camille was there for me, and in a moment a kiss was shared between us, but nothing else happened." He says in a pleading tone.
I say nothing letting him have floor.
"She spelt her drink and since Bekah took all her clothes, I loaned Camille my shirt." He said fiercely. "It was never more than that."
I scoff.
"It's true." Cami calls out looking timid. " I drank too much and got caught up in my words, started talking with my hands and I spilt my drink all over me." Cami says still looking on rather scared. She should be, after what she did, she's lucky if she escapes unscathed from this whole thing. Though Klaus will feel my wrath first then I'll come see her.
My eyes glare at Camille, I never trusted her before and I don't trust her now. "I'm supposed to believe you?" I ask my arms crossed in front of my chest while I stand ready to make a move at any movement. "You're obviously a liar that's in love with him, and have been in love with him before I got into the picture." I say causing Cami to turn her head. "You'll do anything to make him happy," I say with the tilt of the head. "Even lie through your teeth."
My words seem to irk Cami because something crosses her face, something nasty and I'm waiting for it, though she bites down on it, which is a wise choice given my mood. "My feelings for Klaus," Cami says pausing. "They don't matter. He's in–" Once again she stops talking this time stealing a glance at Klaus before meeting my eyes yet again, this time she looks almost defeated, I don't trust it though...I don't trust her.
"Spit it out." I say impatient "Whatever you wanna say just say it."
Cami pushing her hair to the side. "You have every right to be mad at me, I kissed your boyfriend and I can't blame it on anything but the mere fact that I wanted to kiss him." She finally admits. "And you being away finally gave me that chance."
I raise my hands up. "Finally some ounce of the truth."
Klaus who had been looking at me the whole time turns to Cami slowly. "Camille?"
Cami shakes her head. "I know this is not the right time to say it but it's true. You guys wanted to talk about truth and honesty and so here I am doing what you want." Cami says now looking at me. "Yes I kissed Klaus, but that's as far as it went. Even if I wanted more that's as far as it would go because of you!" She says passionately.
Klaus is rubbing his forehead, now. "This can't be happening." He mutters looking around probably in search of his drink.
"Aww it's too much for your side bitch to be in love with you?" I say giving him my mock sympathy.
"It's not funny, this is serious." Klaus mutters.
"I'm not laughing though I should because I get the feeling that your feelings for Cami aren't that deep." I poke out my lip. "What a shame." I grin. "Poor little lying, deceitful Klaus and poor little it's too too late Cami." I sing song, feeling only a tiny bit better than before.
Cami must've gotten tired of being in the background because she spoke again. "My feelings don't matter right now."
I look to Klaus. "Did she just realize this or–" I stop mid sentence. "Listen bitch,"
"No you listen." Camille says causing Klaus to all but get whiplash as he looks her way.
"Camille" He says with a heavy sigh, though the way he says her name is harsher than she's probably use to. It must be such a burden to find out that his psychologist harbored feelings for him? Now who would he share his man pain with? Poor baby. "Change your tone when speaking to Bonnie."
I send him a glare. "I can take care of myself, I don't need your help."
Klaus ignores my words and comes closer. "FYI, I'm not going anywhere, Bonnie– I'll fix this."
"Stop it." I say lowly. "You're charms they won't fix this, because you managed to make sure there is nothing left to want to fix."
Camille lets out a little scream. "Oh my gosh, do you hear yourself?" Cami exclaims her face telling me that she's about to pull a deflection i 1. "You have Klaus, wether you deserve him or not is debatable." Cami mutters causing me to give her an eye roll.
"Of course my worth would be questioned by the likes of you." I say looking her up and down. She was the type of girl who M.F. would've loved. They the town and the people of it, would've ate whatever crap she served to them, they would've believed every word out of her lying mouth. But I could see past her words, even past her fake pleasantries with me in the past. I could see Cami, I could read her like a book, and sadly for her, I had been in this position one to many times with girls like her, so I knew exactly how to react to them...to her.
"Everything about me probably irritates you shit out of you." I surmise causing her to look elsewhere while I stand my ground. "I'm everything you're not, "Good that way you'll know I'm not going anywhere." I whisper close to her ear before pulling away to have her looking my way with her mouth open.
Cami only sucks her teeth.
"I'm everything you're not," I continue on. "A survivor, a fighter, someone who is supernatural when that's all you could dream of." I say chuckling. "That's why you're so interested in the tales of Klaus and his life, you only wish you could live a life like anyone depicted in his stories, and I'm the real deal." I grin. "And what eats at you the most is that he chose me, and never thought about choosing you."
You could hear a pin drop after my very real and very harsh words.
Klaus had been stunned into silence while I suspected the real Camille was waiting to come out. But first she brings out the tears because tears probably helped her many situations. Poor baby.
"You're right." Cami says wiping her eyes causing her mascara smudge down her face. "Klaus never chose me like he chose you."
I look to Klaus. "Cue the violins."
Cami only clenches her fist. "My feelings in this situation don't even matter, what does matter is that Klaus wants to be with you, not me. And if you're too high on your own pedestal then that's your problem not mine." Cami rattles off. "But if he ever came to me again, I'd never turn him down."
It's then that I crack and slap the taste out of her mouth.