Stole My Heart(Damon and Klaus fan-fiction)

Chapter 5: Good Grief

Damon and I were walking back with me passing out the whole way. Damon tried to get me to drink his blood but with rest I should be fine. The wound stopped bleeding which I was thankful for. I didn't feel like going to the hospital because of what I went through tonight. The whole walk was silent, until we got into the car. Bonnie and Stefan were there waiting for us and were confused that they didn't see my dad. I shake my head as the tears start to roll down my cheeks again. Bonnie came over and engulfed me into a hug. I won't lie because I am using her as support because I can't stand anymore. I felt numb all over and I think I was going to pass out again.
"Hey Brooke!" Bonnie shouted trying to get me to stay awake. Suddenly, I am exchanged to another one's arms.
"I got her," Damon says. He carries me bridal style into the car. I open my eyes to see myself in the passenger seat to see Damon driving and Bonnie in the back.
"Where's Stefan?" I ask in a hushed and tired voice.
"Just a wuss who can't handle blood." Damon smiles at me and seems to be paying more attention to me than the actual road. i blush uncontrollably as he continues to stare.
Bonnie coughs and clears her throat hinting our unspoken moment. But I can't focus on the two, all I can focus on is this pain that won't leave. I am on my own. I remember the picture and take it out of jean pocket. The man is standing with my dad by his car and I don't understand how they could keep this big secret from me. I immediately look at the man now as my brother and recognize my mother. Her beautiful white blond hair and her sparkling blue eyes. But my brother had brown eyes and blonde hair. He had my father's eyes. I start smiling but then it turns into a frown as I start to remember tonight. A tear falls again and I wipe it away quickly hoping no one will notice my weakness. But I know they do. They haven't kept their eyes off me the whole ride. I'm too focused on how I failed him. My goal in life was to make my parent's proud. But I failed them. Their both dead and it's my fault. People have been looking for me and my dad took the fall. All I want right now is to be alone with a bottle of tequila and to be drunk. But I know I can't do anything to rid me of this pain. It's all too real. I turn the card over to see a dress and I know that's where I have to go but I'm so afraid. This is my brother I've never met and I have no idea what to expect.
Damon pulls into the motel and I go directly to the room only to be spun around by the one and only, Damon Salvatore.
"What?" I ask.
"You don't seem okay," he says. I roll my eyes and laugh and he can tell the exact same thing that I am thinking.
"Yeah, my dad died but I'm fine," I scoff.
"Listen, Damon. I am all alone in this. People are coming after me and it's putting the people that I love in danger. It's putting you in danger, Damon. I can't meet my brother. I just..." I start to trail off thinking about all the things that went wrong tonight and how I am putting such a strong front on. The truth is, I'm depressed and I'm in denial. I keep thinking my dad is still on his trip and I'm coming to check on him and that he's doing fine. He's not. He's in a trunk of the back of my car. Wrapped up in a body bag.
"We should call the police, Brooklyn."
He puts both hands on my face. Caressing my cheeks. He puts his forehead to mine and I want to pinch myself hoping this is not a dreams. His lips are right on mine when we are interrupted.
"Well, this is unexpected," who I thought was Elena. I look over to see a woman looking exactly like Elena but is the exact opposite. Did Elena have a twin? Suddenly, I'm pushed up against the wall with her hand choking me. I gasp for air but none fills my lungs.
"KATHERINE!" He shouts. Suddenly she's thrown off me and Damon's in front of me an in protective stance.
"She one of your chew toys?" Katherine asks with a little jealousy in her voice.
"Leave her alone, Katherine."
"I missed you babe," She flirts. She walks towards Damon and frenches him which makes my heart ache. I mean we weren't anything. But I thought I mean't something to him because he sure as hell mean't something to me.
I walk over to the front desk.
"Is there a bar here?" I ask.
He points over to across the street and I can't wait to drink. Luckily, I brought my fake I.D.
I walk over and take a seat at the bar ready to get hammered and forget about this whole night. The bartender asks if he can see my I.D. which I show him. I order a glass of bourbon and drank... a lot of it.
"Well, great minds think a like," a thick British accent says. Of course one of the last people I wanted to see.
"Please sit. Nothing could make this day worse."
My voice breaks a little and he could tell yet I try so hard to keep my straight face.
"What happened, love?" He asks. Again a stray tear rolls down my face, then more follow.
"My dad was killed because of me."
He pulls a string of my hair and pulls it out of my face.
"Let me drive you home."
I follow him out wanting to get out of this town since it has nothing left for me.
He opens the passenger door and helps me to get inside. I take his hand thankfully and he helps me in so I don't trip over my drunk self.
"Do you wish to tell your friends where you are going?" He asks as he starts the car. I take my phone out and dial Bonnie.
"Brooke?! Where are you?! We've been calling and looking for you!" She shouts and I can hear yelling in the background as well.
"Calm down, Bonnie. I'm safe and I'll be fine. Just bury my father," I order. I hang up the phone not wanting to remember this night. Klaus and I slowly get out of town but it's like I'm leaving all my problems. My feelings for Damon, my father's death, and my hunters. I just need a break and to find my brother.

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Klaus took me to his mansion for some reason not wanting to take me home.
I was sure to look disgusting because of all my crying and depression.
"I should go home, I probably look disgusting."
Klaus shakes his head and laughs at my funny insecurity.
"That would be impossible, love." I start blushing do to his compliment and I'm sure with his supernatural skills that he notices. He pulls me into his room and I don't like where this is going.
"Look Klaus, I think you might have gotten the wrong-" I trail off once again once I realize that he pulled out a pair of boxers and a huge v-T shirt.
"Idea," I finish unsure of this sudden kindness.
"Love, I don't trust you to be home alone right now and you will be safe here." I nod my head.
"Thank you," I smile at him gratefully.
"Just tell me one thing. How did your father get in that position?" He asks.
I take a deep breath getting ready to tell him about my hunting and the people that are hunting me.
"Um, well, My family and I are hunters," I said. Then I start to think about how my Dad and Mom are dead.
"Well they used to. Anyway, my dad was taken by the group he was hunting. I guess because they are after me. So I think I killed most of them and then they killed my dad. I'm not sure if there is more of them or not," I say.
Klaus seemed shocked and he looked kind of upset about it and I didn't understand why.
"What?" He asks.
"Brooklyn, why don't you come stay with me. That way you will be protected."
I think the idea is crazy.
"Brooklyn, I am almost positive people are after you. I will tell you more but it's late and you look tired. Come, sleep." He pats to his side when my phone starts to buzz.
"Hello?" I ask.
"Brooke, tell me where you are and why you aren't home?" Damon asks concerned. Like he's care.
"Damon, I'm not your problem anymore. I don't need to tell you anything. Have fun with Katherine," I say as I hang up and take the clothes to change. The cut is almost healed and thankfully there was no blood on my face but some red in my hair. I didn't have time to take a shower so I just got changed. I open the door to see Klaus with his shirt off and he's taking off his watch. I couldn't help but stare at his bare chest.
"Like everything you see, love?" He asks flirtatiously.
I laugh as I shake my head and we crawl into bed. As I'm about ready to drift into sleep, I feel lips on my forehead.
"Good night, love."

A/N: That Klaus moment. Yeah, Katherine needs to leave. She's ruining everything. Sorry for the short filler.