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"Those who stand for nothing, fall for everthing."
His angry footsteps could be heard throughout the entire apartment complex. Even if Katherine didn't have advanced hearing she would still know she fucked up.
She made a decision on a whim. She would rather try to climb out of the window and risk burning to death over dealing with Klaus. He had taken her daylight necklace but she didn't think about that as she swung a leg over the ledge.
"Now what do you think you're doing?" A cunning voice startles her.
She feels his strong hands grab her and yank her back into the apartment without a care. She thuds to the ground and a sharp pain hits her in her side.
"Ugh.." She groans.
She moves onto her back to look up at him to see him standing over her body with a glare settled on her.
"You thought.. you thought you could get away from me? Again?" He laughed but there was no humor in his voice.
Her stare was filled with horror as she realized how deep she was in.
His lip curled, "Get up."
She was yanked up by her arm and thrown against the wall. Even being supernatural didn't soften the blow.
"I'm going to ask you this once. Are you hiding anything from me?"
She knew the answer. He knew the answer.
She didn't respond. And his anger grew.
He twisted her arm in a spiral way, while yelling, "You fucking lied to me!"
Her screamed echoed off the walls but she knew no one was going to save her. And she knew he wasn't going to stop for a while.
"What was your plan, huh? Going to stun me long enough to escape? As if I wouldn't hunt you donw again?!"
"No! No!" She denied and it was the truth.
She didn't know why she didn't tell him. Maybe she got off on the fact she knew he froze up at the sight of her. That she knew his end was nearing and he knew it too.
He didn't go easy on her as she expected. But it was worth it to know he was spiraling.
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"So we go to the dance and find him." Damon says causally as he plops down on a leather couch.
