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I lay in bed next to Klaus, who was peacefully sleeping. Last night we barely got any sleep. After cleaning Klaus up, he was still in phase which made him believe I'll leave him. His biggest fear was being alone and he fairly thinks I'll leave him forever. I think after a few hours, he grasped the idea that I wouldn't do that to him.
The night consists of long talks and he revealed so many stories I never knew about. Of course, I told him about my life, it wasn't much since I've only been alive for 18 years. I don't know, it's like I know everything I have to know about him.
And I know what you're probably thinking; Why would you forgive him? He killed your best friend's mom.
There was something in me that wanted to push away his flaws and forget all the bad things he's done, and only focus on him. The side of Klaus he wouldn't dare to show anyone.
"What are you thinking about, sweetheart?" I hear Klaus besides me, which makes me gasp in surprise. "Just about last night." I respond, facing him.
"Thank you for helping me last night." he says and trails his fingers up and down on my arm. "Of course." I give him a smile and he returns one.
Klaus gets off the bed and goes to his drawer, grabbing his shirt and putting it on. "Where are you going?" I ask, sitting up.
"You and I are going to your Lake house." he says and walks to the bathroom. I get up and follow him. "My lake house? Jeremy is there with Damon, why do we need to go?"
"Your brother is a hunter. You're a hunter. Don't you think you should train him?" he asks. He starts to brush his teeth and I do the same. "Since when did you care about my brother?"
"Since I met you."
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I walk along with Klaus as I tell him some memorable Lake house stories from when I was younger. "That right there," I point to the dock, "is where I slipped and broke my wrist."
"You broke your wrist?" Klaus chuckles, looking over to the dock. "Yeah, the dock was really slippery and I slipped. I think hit my wrist really hard. I don't remember much."
I turn around when I heard Jeremy's voice. "Don't act like you care about my life. You care about the hunter's mark and curing Elena so she's not sired to your ass."
"Both require you to be alive. Which is why I updated our relationship status to 'it's complicated.' Have you talked to her at all? Elena?" Damon says.
"Maybe. Why? Running out of voicemails to listen to?" Jeremy snaps.
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"I'm sorry. Did I interrupt play time?" Klaus jumps in and Jeremy stands up, eyeing both Klaus and I. "What the hell are you doing here?" Jeremy asks, looking at Klaus and gives me a smile.
"I'm simply appreciating the sights and smells of nature, neither of which presently include rotting vampire flesh, so I'm a bit concerned." Klaus says and turns to Damon, "How many vampires has he killed?"
"If we throw Jeremy out into the real world right now, he's chum."
"Yeah, see, that's not a number. Twelve. That's a number. That's how many of my hybrids I slaughtered with my sword. Three. That's how many days it took to quell the urge to kill your brother after he knowingly watched as I walked into a death trap. One. That's the number of purposes you serve. You are here to grow Jeremy's mark, so I'll ask again...How many vampires has he killed since he's been here?"
"Zero." Damon answers and Klaus smirks. "That's a pity. I'm going to need that cure sooner rather than later. Hybrid shortage and all. How can I help?"
Damon picks up the gun and I raise an eyebrow. "You know, now that you mention it...Jeremy, watch and learn." He shoots Klaus with wooden bullets. Klaus leans against a tree, grunting from pain, and looks angrily at Damon. "That's for Carol Lockwood."
I widen my eyes and rush over to Klaus. He starts to pull out the wooden bullets and glares at Damon once he's done.
I walk over to Damon and snatch the gun from him. "Let me handle Jeremy."
"Sorry to upset you, Ms. Grumpypants." Damon smirks and watches me as I walk over to Jeremy. "That was cool, can I do that?" Jeremy chuckles, mentioning when Damon shot Klaus.
"No, you will not." I tell him and he rolls his eyes at me. "Why did you bring Klaus, anyways?" he asks me and I cross my arms. "Because I wanted him to."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. Now go grab some more stakes in the house before you piss me off." I say and he rolls his eyes again, running into the house.
Jeremy comes back and sets the extra stakes down. "What do you want me to do now?" he asks and I grab a stake, "Let's start now."
"Now? Like, right now?" He widens his eyes, obviously not wanting to train at the moment. "Yes, Jeremy. Vampires don't have patience."
"But I don't want to hurt you." he says and bites the insides of his cheeks. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine."
"Ready?" I ask, holding the stake tightly. "Ready when you are."
I charge at him and he rushes aside. I turn around and push him to the ground, pretending to slit his throat. "And you're dead."
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"I thought it'd be easy." he frowns and I get off of him. "Hunting isn't easy. I just had lots and lots of practice." Even after Alaric died, I still trained. Klaus actually started to help me train and we still do it.
After a long session of training, Jeremy definitely did improve. He was always trying to not hurt me, which annoyed me, so I had Damon join us.
"Where are you going?" I watch as Jeremy starts to walk away. "I'm taking a break." he responds and I cross my arms. "There's no breaks."
"Can I at least get some water?"
I nod and roll my eyes. "Fine, go have a break. Be back in 30 minutes." I wave off to him and he gives me a smile before running back to the Lake house.
"I'm impressed." I hear Klaus crept behind me and put his hands on my waist. "I never knew you had that much in you."
"Hmm, well now you know." I smile and walk away from him, bending over to grab the stakes. We were in the woods because I thought it'd be easier to train somewhere more realistic and not on a lawn.
I turn around and see Klaus leaned up against the tree, eyeing my every move. "You should wear those pants more often."
I raise my eyebrows and look down. "They're yoga pants?"
"Yes, and they look fantastic on you." he smirks and walks towards me. I drop the stakes that were in my hands as Klaus puts his hands on my hips, pulling me closer.
He kisses my neck, sucking softly. I roll my eyes back in pleasure and flutter my eyes shut. Klaus moves up to my jawline before finding my lips. My hands find his hair and I tug on it softy as we kiss.
My back quickly presses up against the tree and I take Klaus' black coat off. My lips still attached to his. He begins to take off my shirt when I stop him. "Klaus, we really shouldn't be doing this."
"Why not?" he smirks, traveling his hands all over my body. "Because we'll get caught." I answer bluntly. He gets closer my ear to the point where I can feel his hot breath. "Doesn't the feeling of being caught turn you in a bit?"
My breath hitches as he trails his long fingers down my stomach. "K-Klaus." He raises his eyebrow and hands stop right above my pants. "Whatever you want."
"Fine, take us far in the woods."
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By the time we walked out of the woods, it was nighttime. "My coat is gone." Klaus says besides me as I take some leaves out of my hair. "We'll find it tomorrow."
"And I can barely walk, help me." I tell him and he sighs, putting his hands on my waist as he guides me.
"There are you are! I've been waiting two hours for you. Where did you guys go?" Jeremy asks, running up to me. "We trained some more...and went on a long walk."
"I could of went with you guys." Jeremy states and I try not to laugh. "No, mate. I think it's best if you didn't."
Jeremy furrows his eyebrows at Klaus' comment. "Well, uh, Matt is here and he helped train while you two were gone."
As Jeremy walks away, Klaus whispers in my ear, "You know, I'm surprised out of all people Jeremy couldn't catch on."
I turn to face him. "Yeah, well, he doesn't see me as the person to have sex in the woods." I tell him and he chuckles. "Consider me impressed with your new change."
We walk into the lake house, which I invited Klaus in earlier. I spot Damon who's sitting at the table, sharpening wooden bullets, and I sit across from him. "If you're here for payback, go for it, 'cause you'll be stuck baby-sitting the little hunter that could." Damon says to Klaus, who later lets go of me and sits down.
"You know, if you adjust your angle a little bit, you'll find a sharper edge." Klaus tells him and Damon looks at him. "I know how to whittle, thanks. Now I know why those hybrids hated you. You are annoying."
"Actually, I'm just perplexed as to why Jeremy hasn't killed any vampires." Klaus responds. "Darwinism, Klaus. He needs to be able to protect himself before we hunt down his first vampire nest."
"And here was I, thinking you were the fun brother! Let's play a little game, shall we? Jeremy needs more victims, and there's a whole town of people down the road, just waiting to be turned into vampires for the slaughter." Klaus says.
"You don't think that occurred to me, Klaus?" Damon rolls his eyes. "Tragedy is, Damon, it did occur to you, and yet you chose to ignore it. My guess is you did it to impress Elena. Somehow, to honor her, you will find a way to spare innocent lives and walk Jeremy down the moral high road."
Damon smiles and I close my eyes, trying to relax. "That's why I've already made the necessary corrections." I open my eyes and furrow my eyebrows, "Klaus, what did you?"
I immediately get up, paining shooting up my leg but I ignored it. I go to the front of the house and see a dead girl in the middle of the room, staked. Jeremy lets go of the stake and gets up, looking at his arm. His invisible tattoo was growing.
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