19. Myself To Blame

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Chapter 19

Klaus POV

                “What are you doing? Go after her, Nik!” My sister yelled at me after Elijah left.

                “She doesn’t want me to. Can’t you see she hates me?” I reprimanded myself for not telling Ariel about her best friend getting turned into a vampire.

                “Then why did you do that to her? That boy was like a brother to her! You broke her heart!”

                “I didn’t want her to know that he was killed and made a vampire by our brother who she watched die! I was trying to teach Ethan control! Kol is going to get it!” I could see I was starting to scare my sister, her eyes wide in fear with how I was shaking.

                “Nik. Nik, you need to calm down. Okay?” Rebekah tried to sooth me. I walked past her and out the door, slamming it on my way out. Rebekah followed me as I knew she would. Kol, Ariel, and Elijah were nowhere to be found, not that I thought they would still be here.

                I ran down the drive way and down the main street to Lafayette Cemetery. The only light that helped me navigate was the moon that would be full in a day. When I reached the witch’s place and sought out a dark skinned woman with black curly hair, I grabbed her and spun her around, “Celeste!”

                “What are you doing here, Klaus?” Celeste hissed at me.

                “I’m sure your little witches won’t mind this visit.”

                “If this is about Ariel, I won’t tell you why I lied.”

                “Let’s just say, if I didn’t need your powers right now you would not be well off!” I released my grip on her and smirked. Celeste looked around at all of the witches staring at us and beckoned me to follow as she walked down a dark corridor, stopping at the opening to the outside cemetery. I leaned against the wall opposite of her, “My brother, Finn, he’s back.”

                “Why does this concern me?”

                “Because, the last time anyone saw him, he was dead.”

                “This is not funny, Klaus, if you don’t mind, I need to get back to work.” Celeste tried to walk away.

                “I wish I was joking, love, but Ariel left because of Finn. She went back home with Elijah and Kol. She killed her best friend that Finn turned and I kept locked up to try to tame. Now she hates me.” I smiled my toothy smile that some say makes me look like a villain.

                “How do you expect me to help with that?”

                “Finn was seen with Esther.”

                Celeste’s face contorted with fear, “You need to leave. Now!”

                “What? Aren’t you going to do anything about it?” I called after her.

                “I’ll work on it, just don’t go telling people that Esther’s back from the grave.” She whispered as she walked away. She knew we faced a huge threat, so did I. On my way out of the cemetery, I ran into Rebekah.

                “There you are! Where did you go?” The moonlight danced off of her golden hair and her light freckles across her cheek and nose glowed.

                “I went to Celeste for help. At least one of the witches should know Esther’s back!” I continued walking while my sister followed.

                “Why is it so bad that she’s back? I mean, compared to our father, she is nothing.”

                “Mikael is not my father!” I snarled.

                “Nik, I’m sorry. You know I didn’t mean it like that. We can do this okay? We can stop Esther on whatever she is plotting.”

                “That’s not the only thing I’m worried about, Rebekah,” I said as we walked up to our house. My hand was on the door knob when I turned to face her, “You know that.”

                As soon as I entered the house, I went up to my bedroom, indicating the conversation was over. Ariel’s clean undershirt was sitting on my bed, crumpled up in a ball. I picked it up, and squeezing it, I pressed it up to my nose. The shirt still smelled like her. It wasn’t all flowery and perfumey like most girls. It was a warm, woodsy scent that reminded me of autumn. A wave of anger surged over me and I threw her shirt on the floor, blaming myself for what happened. It was my fault she was gone and n more danger than she could’ve been if with me. I took my phone out and dialed Elijah’s number.

                “Hello, Niklaus?” Elijah answered his cell phone.

                “Elijah, how’s Ariel?” I asked.

                “Fine. She woke up and last I knew, she was working on her schooling. Why?”

                “I’m worried that if Esther’s back, Ariel might be in trouble. Please check on her?”     

                “Alright,” Elijah said. I could hear him knock on her door, “Ariel is not in her room. Do you have any notion to where she might be?”

                “How would I bloody know? Just look wherever you can until you find her.” I insisted.

                “Niklaus, I am afraid I have to let you go now,” Elijah said after I heard a muffled bang through the phone’s speaker.

                “Wait! Elijah! What was that?” I frantically spat into the phone, “Elijah!” He hung up the phone. This was all my fault. If I hadn’t lied to her, she would be with me now and in my arms, trying to go to sleep. With my anger, I hummed my cell at the wall and left the house, in hope that a walk might calm me.

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Author’s Note:

                Hey everyone! How are you doing? I apologize for the shorter chapter this week, but I think the next chapter will please you. I have a little surprise for you all in the next chapter. I am afraid to say that I will not be able to update next week on my Friday-Sunday schedule. I am getting surgery on the 27th and will be drugged up on painkillers. I might be able to make the next update early, but I don’t think I will be able to do that with school.

Please comment, share, and vote if you enjoyed this story. J  You can comment anything you want to comment.

Again, I’m sorry I am going to miss next week. The surgery is to remove a non-cancerous mass from my nose. It is a result from a genetic disorder called Neurofibromatosis (type 1). It is not severe or life threatening, but if you guys want to find out more, here is an easy to understand web page about it: http://kidshealth.org/parent/general/aches/nf.html#a_Types_of_NF

Thank you for understanding. J

-Alex XOXO 

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