Losing Hope (Sequel to Little Wolf (a VD and TO story)

Chapter 48

*Hey guys, so this chapter is going to go a little off the plot line because I wanted to have kind of a fluffy chapter just so the story doesn't get too heavy! But I really hope you guys enjoy.. Graphic sexual Content btw*
"Hope Miranda Mikaelson you get away from there this instant!" I yell at Hope as she goes closer and closer to the burning fire in the fire place. She laughs at my yelling and keeps going closer and closer. I let out an aggravated sigh and set Faith down in her bassinette quickly. Once I do that I speed over in front of Hope and grab her. "You know you aren't supposed to go that close to the fire! How many times has Mama told you, fire bad!" I say as I pick her up and put her on my hip.

"Bad!" Hope yells at me. It's been a week since the incident with Aurora and I have been spending a lot of time with the girls. Every time I look in the mirror and see my short hair I feel ugly. My long hair was such a huge part of my identity for a long time. I know that sounds silly but it just makes me feel... Violated almost. Suddenly Faith starts crying in her bassinette and I let out a sigh as I put Hope down on the ground. I walk over to Faith and look at her crying in her bassinette.

"Mama's here sweetheart..." I say as I pick up the small baby and hold her in my arms. "Shhh, it's okay baby.." I say as I bounce gently trying to calm her. I turn around, expecting to see Hope, but she is not in the room. I look around under the couch, behind the door, everywhere. "Hope? Hope!?" I call out frantically. I go out into the hallway walk down frantically. "Hope!!" I call out as I look everywhere worriedly. I walk past a room and see her walking into Klaus's art studio where he is painting. "How did you get away that fast?" I ask her as I walk into the studio.

"I've been here, love." Klaus answers me as he looks up from his easel.

"I'm not talking to you, silly" I say to Klaus with a little laugh as I gesture to Hope. Klaus looks down at the waddling toddler and smiles.

"Are you having a rough time corralling our littlest wolf?" Klaus asks as he sets down the paint brush and picks up Hope, putting her on his hip.

"She's got wheels." I say with a little laugh as I hold Faith in my arms. I once again look run down with my hair in a bun and my disgusting clothes on. I kind of feel bad because I have been neglecting Klaus's needs as well as my own.

"I'm not going to lie, love. You totally look like a mum right now." Klaus teases me.

"Stop Klaus! I'm already insecure. I'm 23 and probably look like a 45 year old soccer mom." I say as I push a fly away curl from my face. Klaus lets out a laugh at my stress.

"How about you and me go out tonight? Just us two? We can get dressed up, get a bite to eat. It will be fun... A night off from the children..." Klaus suggests as he sets Hope down on the ground. I look at him reluctantly.

"Are you sure Klaus? I mean, there's just a lot going on, and it's the holidays..." I say, making excuses.

"Not another word, we are going out, and that's the end of that..." Klaus says as he comes over and presses his lips to my forehead. He then looks down at Faith who is in my arms looking up at us. "And you, you two are going to stay here with Aunty Freya..." Klaus says as he takes Faith out of my arms and holds her to his chest. I give him a small smile and he smiles back. Klaus is right, it's been a long time since we've gone out, just the two if us. Hopefully, tonight will be fun.

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I sit in the bathtub, soaking my smooth skin as Klaus showers in his shower.

"I'm not entirely sure why you didn't just shower with me.." Klaus says as the shower water runs.

"Hey, baths are nice and relaxing..." I say as I run a wash cloth up and down my arms. Klaus shuts off the water and steps out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist and shutting the shower door. Klaus looks at me sitting in the bath and I smile at him. "Stop gawking at me, it's creepy." I say as I take my now insecure curls and clip them behind my head.