Chapter 9
Expression Witches
Andrea smirked down at Klaus. He looked so graceful, tangled within the sheets, his arm curved around his waist.
Suddenly his phone began to ring, she glanced over to see the name of, Stefan Salvatore. She couldn't help herself as she answered the phone.
"Mikaelson bedroom" she answered.
"Who is this?" Stefan demanded.
"You know that witch, who isn't actually a witch, who gave you that really, really nasty werewolf bite" she rambled. "Would be she" she announced.
"Where's Klaus?" he demanded.
She glanced over to the still sleeping figure of Klaus. "Incredibly hungover, can I pass on a message?"
"He's a thousand years old, he can't get drunk" Stefan argued.
"You'd be shocked about what I can do" she retorted. "What do you want Salvatore?"
"I need to see Klaus" he declared.
"Wonderful will tell" she stated, hanging up the phone. She rolled her eyes, looking back at Klaus, before running her fingers up his arm, around his tattoos but she still received no reaction. She slipped off the bed, grabbing one of his shirts and throwing it over her head. And he was still asleep.
"Don't underestimate the allure of darkness" she muttered, to herself.
Even then she couldn't help but chuckle at the fact the original hybrid was sleeping in. For some reason, it just seemed unnatural.
~*~
She poured another glass of tea as her phone began to ring.
"Yes, Klaus" she sighed.
"Ouch, I was expecting more of a, I had a great night last night Klaus, the whole pleasure until 3 am with an unlimited supply of -"
"You can stop now" she snapped.
A chuckle ran down the phone. "I need your help love" he declared.
"Why did I have a feeling you would say that."
"Can you help?" he asked.
"Yes, but it depends what you need" she teased.
"Come to the Salvatore Manor and you'll find you."
"You are an ass, and you're out of tea" she whispered.
~*~
"I'm here, you dicks!" she announced, slamming the door shut behind her.
When she reached the living room Stefan and some blonde girl was staring at her with contempt, meanwhile, Klaus was doing his best not to laugh.
At the end of the day, she didn't want to be there. If she hadn't spent the night with Klaus, she wouldn't have even bothered. But, in a way, she felt indebted to him. She just couldn't explain why.
"Caroline, this is Andrea" Klaus chuckled. "Andrea, Caroline."
"Pleasure, I'm sure" Andrea declared, giving the girl a short smile. She turned to look at the glaring Salvatore. "About that whole wolf bite thing, Stefan. I've never actually done it before and it was really meant for your brother" she smiled.
"Sure" he replied, ignoring her.
"Charming" she muttered, glaring at him. "What do you lot, want then?"
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Abominations | Klaus Mikaelson
Fanfiction*DISCONTINUED* When a hybrid shows up in Mystic Falls in pursuit of the cure, Klaus Mikaelson can't help the intrigue he feels, toward the mysterious new witch. ***** She's the only one of her kind, as far as she knows and shortly after the death...
