DUALITY

Chapter 21: The old coven...

It was early in the morning when Yvette woke up, her eyes widening when she realised where she was.

Planning to tiptoe off and slip away, she slowly shuffled in the bed, trying to make as little sound as possible.

"Yvette?" Klaus asked with a knowing smirk. "You're being so quiet, quite unlike last..."

"Don't finish that!" Yvette warned. "Last night was a mistake."

Klaus nodded his head with a small smile. The words were expected, but they still stung. "I had a feeling you'd say that."

"Good." She told him simply.

Klaus hummed. "So why were you in such low spirits you had to use me for my body?" Klaus asked. "Frankly, I'm hurt."

Yvette rolled her eyes. "Oh, shut up."

"I'm being serious, Yvette," Klaus admitted. "What happened?"

"It's none of your business," she responded sharply.

Klaus shook his head. "It became my business when you called me, love."

"Oh well, poor you," Yvette told him, getting up. "Where's my bra?"

"I'm unsure," Klaus pretended to muse. "You'll find it somewhere," Klaus told her with a shrug.

Yvette rolled her eyes. "At least give me something to cover myself with."

"Why?" Klaus asked, pulling away the duvet she was going to use. "This sight is glorious."

"Piss off!" She exclaimed, going to grab the duvet again.

Klaus pulled it away again. "Tell me."

"I don't feel like it." She folded her arms.

Klaus rolled his eyes. "Your bra is under the bed."

Yvette sighed in relief. "You're not going to press further?"

"No, there's plenty of time for that in the car."

Yvette's eyebrow's knitted in confusion. "The car?"

"Yes, Amelie said to bring you back at 12 noon, Virginian time," Klaus informed her. "We're six hours ahead, so we have until six PM."

Yvette chuckled. "Good joke, but I'm not going anywhere with you."

"Not even if I say, 'pretty please'?" Klaus teased.

Yvette shook her head.

"Might I escort you back to Mystic Falls then?" Klaus asked.

Yvette's eyes widened, knowing Caroline had most likely told everyone by now.

"I thought as much." Klaus smirked in victory.

Yvette glared at him. "Fine." She forced out through clenched teeth.

Klaus smirked. "You had better get dressed then, love."

"Go away then, this isn't a free view," Yvette told him.

Klaus head tilted, amused by what he was about to say. "So you're a harlot?"

Yvette gasped. "Comment oses-tu!" (How dare you!)

"You said the view wasn't free," Klaus told her with a shrug.

Yvette glared daggers at him. "Get out!" When he stayed, her hand evaporated, turning into black gas and entering his body, choking him from his insides. "Now!"

Klaus conceded, rushing out of the room. "I forgot how fussy you could be at times," he teased as he left.

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Back in Mystic Falls, Stefan and Amelie had fallen asleep on the large sofa in the living room of the Salvatore house.