A Battle For My Heart (Klaus Mikaelson Love Story)

Chapter 15: Kidnapped & Revenge

Klaus pushed past me and walked away from what I thought was going to be a fight.

"You just had to tell him I kissed you, didn't you." Marcel said.

"I wanted him to know." I said back.

"Do you want us to hate each other?" He yelled.

"No." I said.

"Then why do you always have something to say or do that makes him upset at me even more?" Marcel asked.

"I didn't know he'd get mad over that." I said.

"Yeah, sure." Marcel said.

"What do you want? An apology." I asked.

"No, I want you to admit that you still care for me, although what happened." Marcel yelled.

I stood there frozen. Marcel's thinks I still like him, does he not understand? I don't like him anymore, I do but it's very little, most of my emotion is detected towards Klaus. I wish they weren't but I can't explain it.

"Marcel I don't feel anything." I spoke.

"Come back to me when you're not compelled by Klaus." Marcel said then walked away. I really wish I'd never met Marcel. He has caused my heartache, and confusion. He betrayed me. I need to be rid of him. I walked upstairs to find Klaus. I seen him sitting at the desk. I got in my journal and wrote for today.

I'm so sick of Marcel. I want him gone. I want to forget about everything involving him. I can't live like this. Hopefully Klaus will help me. Until later, Leighanne.

I walked into the living room.

"Klaus, I want you to compel me." I said. He stood up and smiled.

"What exactly do you want to forget?" He asked.

"Marcel, New Orleans." I said.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yeah." I said. He starred straight into my eyes and grabbed my shoulders.

"You're going to forget all about Marcel Gerard and what happened in New Orleans. Now go to bed." Klaus said.

I came back to realization. I walked to a room and laid down. I don't know why I was going to bed, or who that guy was, or where I was, all i knew was that I had to go to bed. I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

I rolled over and seen the sunlight shining through. I opened my eyes and looked around. This looked nothing like my apartment in Maine. Where am I?

"Good morning Leighanne." A British voice said. I turned my head and seen an extremely handsome man standing at the door. I stared at him in confusion. Was I supposed to know him? I felt slightly scared.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Very funny love." He laughed.

"I'm serious." I yelled standing up.

"You forget don't you?" He asked.

"What are you talking about?" I asked. He walked over to me and lightly pushed me against a wall. He put his hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eye.

"You will remember everything except Marcel Gerard and Davina." He said.

I closed my eyes and opened them. I was surprised to see myself standing.

"Klaus." I said.

"Ok you're back." He said.

"Back? What do you mean back?" I asked.