CH. 9

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NINE:

Tuesday, January 17th
9:45 AM

I groaned in pain, clutching my stomach. "Owwww," I whined in pain. Klaus sighed, rubbing my back as he had one arm around my body as we laid facing each other in bed. "I want to die," I whimpered, trying to cuddle more into his chest.

"I know, love," he said softly,  kissing my bare shoulder. "Hopefully the medicine kicks in soon. Can I get you anything else, baby girl?"

"I'm kind of hungry," I pouted.

He laughed then, "Let's order room service and then I really have to go."

"But I'm dying," I cried loudly, wrapping my arms around his neck now. "Don't leave me."

"You feel like you're dying every month," he retorted.

"Mother nature is making me bleed! She's giving me cramps, sore boobs, and terrible back pain. She's preventing us from having sex. Not to mention she's sure to cause my face to break out right after giving me cravings for junk food. And–"

"Okay, okay!" He cut me off, laughing again. "Periods suck."

"I want waffles and ice cream for brekkie."

"Brekkie? You sound like Rebekah."

"Cuter when I say it," I retorted, rolling my eyes.

"Mhmm," he hummed, kissing my forehead. "Let me order cause I have to go soon."

"Okay, let me get ready," I grumbled.

"You don't have to come."

"Yes, I do."

"Why? Trying to keep me safe?" He teased.

"No. Just so you don't do anything stupid or have me worrying all day long about your whereabouts because you don't communicate very well."

"I do so."

"Whatever," I scoffed. "You promised me room service. Let's eat and then go."

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Tuesday, January 17th
11:30 AM

Klaus and I have spent the last hour looking for our story's evil villain. My boyfriend was beyond agitated. He was dragging me by my hand, nearly three steps ahead of me. His phone pressed to his ear now while I sipping a tall frozen margarita I made my older bad boy lover buy for me. I'll be 20 in a few more weeks then just a year to go. I'll be sure to pick up a drinking problem with all the stress this family causes me.

"I've searched the entire French Quarter. Finn has vanished. I can't remove the barrier that has you trapped until I have my hand around his throat," I heard Klaus speak into the phone. I could only hear his side of the conversation with Marcel because well, it wasn't on speaker and besides the streets were crowded and loud.

"Davina. She doesn't know it yet, but she's going to help me break his spell," My boyfriend was saying while I shot him a baffled look. "Your job is to keep Kol alive. At least until we learn Rebekah's whereabouts."

I smacked him on his arm, "Alive with no asterisks," I said loudly so Marcel could hear.

"You, drink," Klaus scowled, pushing my hand holding my drink up towards my mouth. I laughed softly, giving him a scolding look. "Are you listening to me?" Klaus snapped into the phone then.

Whatever Marcel said next made Klaus come to a halt. He sighed, dropping my hand to cover his forehead and eyes to rub at his temples. Stress factor just increased. "What's wrong?" I asked him, placing my hand on his bicep and trying to pull his hand away from his face.

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