I'm All Yours, Klaus (Book 2)

CH. 24

TWENTY FOUR:

Thursday: March 8, 2012

Dear diary,

Tonight's a full moon. The first since... Dahlia cursed Hayley, and in turn her pack who suffers as well because of the werewolf wedding unification.

A part of me was so glad it was here. A big part of me was glad. It's only been 16 days since she's been human. And I know she's dying to see Hope. Two weeks this first time around is way better than having to wait a full month to see her after tonight.

The other part of me? Was terrified. I was full of worry and angst. What if Hayley hated me? She'd have every right to. It wasn't my idea to curse her... but I stood by while it happened. Not that I could stop Klaus or Dahlia. And she would understand that my hands were tied, there's nothing I could've done to prevent this. By the time I knew it about, the plan was set in motion. However, Hayley's is probably full of hate for Klaus and full of sorrow for being away from her daughter. I wouldn't blame her for not thinking rationally and blaming me for this too.

Not to mention, tonight, Elijah's coming with me. Just him, I, and Hope. He contacted me a couple days ago to tell me about the full moon. But I had it pinned on all my calendars already for the coming months. I had no idea how long this would last. I've tried to talk to Klaus about it, but he found excuses to avoid the topic at all costs.

Elijah didn't mention he had any clue on how to break the spell. He was rather bothered when I insisted that I was the one taking Hope. That Klaus spoke up on. He wasn't handing his daughter over to anyone but me and maybe Freya. Yes, his big sister is actually kinda cool. Unfortunately, she had no way to break the curse either. She's found no loophole for the spell. She's been looking into it in her free time from looking for ways to help Rebekah research ways to bring back Kol.

Anyways, Klaus said I could take Hope to see her mother. He told Elijah if he wanted to be with Hope and Hayley, I had to be present. Or he could just meet Hope and I there. Elijah didn't like that. He wanted to be with the two alone. His hate for me grew each passing day he was away from the compound.

I tried to brush the hurt away. I didn't care that he was mad at me. I did nothing wrong. Klaus killed Gia. That was an act of revenge. Of course I don't condone him using someone else to hurt his brother, however, Elijah did need to be served revenge for daggering my beloved.

Speaking of Gia, I talked to Marcel. He was rational, he didn't blame me for anything. He understood my loyalty to Klaus because one we were in love and two, my boyfriend did what needed to be done to get rid of Dahlia once and for all. She was a threat that needed to be eliminated.

Now that she was... things have slowed down. The drama has left the compound, thus my life. Keeping good on his promise, Klaus has left Marcel in charge of running New Orleans. Marcel was struggling to pull things together, unite the vampire faction. He seemed to be searching for a bigger purpose. He's been going to my hot yoga classes with me, every Tuesday. On Thursday's I go with Klaus and Freya babysits.

Yeah, we've all gotten into a nice routine. Klaus and Marcel don't talk directly, but neither is expressing any distaste for my relationship with the other. Marcel's been a good friend to me. He was cool. I always thought that. We're currently considering going to a kickboxing class on Monday. It's at night, around the time we have family dinners at home, so I'll have to see. It's also my main homework doing night. So we'll see about that.

Anyways, back to the routine. Klaus is finally helping with Hope in the morning. We kind of take turns. When I get up to get her, he makes me breakfast: an omelet and a green smoothie. Everyday. It's friggin amazing. Then I go off to school. After I either come home to do homework, change for yoga, or play with Hope. Another new tradition is a home cooked meal every night. Klaus, Freya, and I all take turns cooking. Or sometimes she'll cook with me. Klaus and I tried to cook together but it just resulted into me burning my body when he practically lifted me into a still hot stove top. It overheated from us using the oven, but still it hurt. And no amount of kisses on my ass or back of my thighs made it feel better. Freya made a concoction to rub on my skin, to ease the pain into nothing. Not even a scar.