Color ~ Klaus Mikaelson*

37:Nosso futuro

nosso futuro; our future.

Klaus watched me from a distance as I sat on the single couch curled up in a ball. He hasn't said a word to me since the other night. I haven't said a word either. I could tell he was getting irritated. "What happened last night," he asked. He was referring to the level 7 earthquake that I caused.

I wouldn't answer him, just looked the other way. "Answer me," he yelled coming closer. My anxiety got the best of me and my legs started shaking and I started biting my nails. "I won't say it again--"

"Do not yell at me," I screamed standing from my chair. "I at least deserve that right," I mumbled. "What rights? You deserve no rights after you left. You left because you were scared and for some amazed reason you found comfort in a dead family that you'll never have. Cameron, I warn you right now. Family is not all that it's meant to be," Klaus said.

"I did not leave because I was scared. I left because I had to. What do you think would've happened if no humanity Elena found out I was partly to blame for her brother's death. I was hurting. Jeremy was like a little brother to me too. You know nothing of what I feel."

"Then explain. Give me the slightest idea as to why you left," Klaus said angrily. "Because I love you. And I hate it. Which has left me with the burden of sleepless nights and haunted dreams of you. I'm hurting and now I'm pregnant. Because of you. You are the best and worst thing that has happened to me. So please, let me go," I cried. I started to lose my way of breathing and I fell to the ground sucking in air.

I was having another attack. Two in less than 24 hours. Because of him.

Klaus kneeled down to my level and looked at me. He then cupped my face and kissed me. Everything around me stopped at the touch of him. It was so soothing and caring but it brought so much heartbreak. Truth is, I was scared of us. If I were to lose him tomorrow, what would I do? I couldn't take the chance.

But this is me taking the chance in kissing him back. He stopped and held me as I cried into his arms. I've never cried so much in life.

<~>

I've been sick. For the past few days, I haven't been able to drink or eat anything. Klaus is more worried than he lets on and Elijah has been pushing him to come near me because he hasn't since I cried in his arms.

He's also been in and out of the house probably doing something that he has no business doing. Right now I'm chilling in the living room of the plantation house with Hayley and Hiraeth. We heard somebody coming in and Hayley left with a crowbar.

"Who the hell are you," she asked. "Ahh. You must be the maid. My bags are in the car. Get them, will you," Rebekah said. I sighed in relief and went towards them. "Rebekah, how nice of you to stop by," I said smiling wearily.

"Oh my goodness. You look sickly. I was expecting to see some supernatural baby bump. Guess you're not showing yet. Who is she," Rebekah asked bluntly. "Hayley, Rebekah, the sister. Rebekah, Hayley, I introduced them. "You have your brother's manners," Hayley said. "And his temper, too, so watch it. Where's Elijah," Rebekah asked.

"I don't know. Klaus said he left. He's long gone by now," I said. "What do you mean long gone," Rebekah asked. "One minute he was here making epic promises about protecting Cameron. He was all poetic about how we're family and then Klaus told us he bailed. That's what we get for trusting a vampire," Hayley explained.

"Elijah is not just any vampire and he doesn't break promises. Which means Niklaus has done something dastardly and Klaus-like. Klaus, get out here and tell me what you've done without brother you narcissistic, back-stabbing wanker," Rebekah yelled. I didn't know he was even here.