Good Intentions

12: He's Not That Bad.

DAMON'S POV

I was worried about Azalea, I haven't seen her in a few days. Last I saw her she stopped by the restaurant, she cried about her parents and then left with a smile on her face hiding the fact she was in pain from Klaus. She even said he didn't need to feel any worse. 

Klaus should be living with the guilt of kidnapping her, lying to her, manipulating her entire life for the rest of his pathetic existence. Zlea shouldn't be hiding things to stop the guilt from attacking him! But she's a nice person. She wasn't raised like a Mikealson, she was compassionate and she felt every ounce of pain someone around her felt because she was that empathetic. Sometimes being around her makes me sick because I'm so far from her but she reminds me of someone else I once knew. Only Zlea was a little stronger. I didn't always have to worry about her getting hurt because I knew she could handle herself. 

Though I did worry, and I am worried about her. Klaus could be compelling her to think anything, rewiring her brain. Maybe he was taking her blood to make hybrids. Because her blood can do that. One before one after. Just like Hope's did when she turned Hayley when she was born. Maybe that's why he wants to keep her around to build an army. 

Because she was so compassionate she didn't let others see her pain so I wouldn't have a clue if he was hurting her. I'd have to wait until I can see it myself. 

"Will you stop pacing up and down." Bon snapped at me. "I get it you're worried but you've met her, right? She'll be fine." "And you've met Klaus," I say back. "He could be doing anything to her." "No, he wouldn't do that. That's his daughter." Care butted in always defending Klaus even though he's in the wrong right now. "So sending her away to live with the power vacuums wasn't hurting her? Or kidnapping her and locking her in a basement? How about almost killing her by taking her power away." "That one was partly on you. You should have ne-"Caroline!" Bonnie snapped cutting her friend off. "I didn't take enough to hurt her, or even make her feel weak. They did that." I tell her firmly. They waited until she was in a vulnerable state so she wouldn't be using her magic to fight back and did the spell then. 

"I didn't enjoy having her laid lifeless in my arms and then having her dragged away from me. I had to watch her whilst she laid on the bed alone, not breathing. Care, I didn't do that to her! I wouldn't do that to her." 

"What wouldn't you do? What are you accusing him of now?" She asked me first and then Care. "Lea." I hugged her tightly like she had been gone for weeks. "I need a ride to school Fancy it?" She asked as her face was smashed against my shoulder. "School?" She nodded. "Hope's out with Hayley and Bex and Freya, have gone to New Orleans to find something... And Klaus is painting so school it is." "He's letting you go?" "He's not as bad as you think okay." She said looking down at her feet. 

"I'll drive you, get in the car." I tossed her the keys. "Thanks. Love ya." She said kissing my cheek and smirking at me. "You did it again didn't you?" I say unimpressed. "Wore it just for you." She smiled before leaving for the car. Bon helped get the lipstick off my cheek. She did this to me all the time. 

"See told you he's not that bad." Caroline defended again. "I'll see for myself," I say leaving to meet Zlea on the drive. 

We drove and it was silent, awkward even. "Did he hurt you?" "No." "Has he compelled you?" "No." I reached for her necklace and it burned my fingers they were still vervain in it. "They have noticed the necklace yet, or if they have they're ignoring it." She told me. "I haven't taken it off." Her blue eyes were looking back at me. "Don't ever take it off. Not even if I ask okay." She frowned. "I can still be compelled by the Mikealson's and I don't want the trust you have in me to be used against you." She nodded. 

"He's not that bad." She says again. "He's teaching me how to drive." "I would have taught you to drive." "It's something your parents do not your friend." "When your friend has been driving as long as I have you can ask your friend," I tell her. "Well Nik, doing it now. And we paint together sometimes... He's really good at mixing paints." "What about your social life?" "It's been kind of nice not to have to go to the parties or whatever."