Paranoia(Klaus Mikealson Fan-Fic)

Blue Eyes

Alice's POV
I felt wonderful after that kill, well breakfast I would say. It was quite disturbing though, I keep thinking about Elena and my other friends, I haven't talked to them yet. Just Klaus. I'm not quite sure what Klaus is for me. A toy? Boyfriend? Mate?

Klaus and I are walking silently in the woods, hand in hand. Klaus is the guy that doesn't want to feel, I can tell by the way his heart beats and his reactions to me. He's holding something back, like he is afraid of something or someone. I've never really been the relationship type, that was all Elena. So this was quite weird for me as well...

The blue sky, as peaceful as the morning shores of a blissful ocean beach. It was just silent. Klaus wasn't talking, and neither was I.

"Love?" Klaus asked, interrupting the silence.

"Yes?" I question back.

"What are you afraid of?" He sternly asked me. I looked into his blue eyes, now turning a dark blue. I've never seen this side of him. All I've ever seen was anger and lust but now I'm seeing sadness and worry.

"Well I'm afraid of you." I said looking at him, he widened his eyes, as well as opening his mouth in shock lost for words, I added, "I'm afraid of you leaving me, well anybody leaving me. I'm quite a broken person. And you're the only one that can mend my broken soul. I don't care if we just met a few months back. I've never felt this powerful surge flow through me. When you touch me, I get goosebumps even when I'm burning hot, I get shivers when you breath against my skin. If I ever lost that, I could never love again." Now his eyes filled with wonder, and maybe acceptance?

"What are you afraid of?" I asked. He cleared his throat and started to explain.

"I'm afraid of you figuring out, my real monstrous ways. What I am capable of. How quickly I could end what we have. As well if something took you away from me, I would kill and show no mercy until I had you in my arms again. Love, I don't want anybody to know my weakness." 

"What's your weakness?" I asked. Shocked and scared of what it might be.

"It's you my love." He smiled looking at me, then kissing my hand slightly. Which made my cheeks turn the brightest of reds.

"Well you don't have to worry about me leaving, I would only leave if it would be protecting you." I said looking at him. He smiled as we still walked.

"Well I need to get cleaned up, and I'll meet you down at the bar?" I questioned he smiled as we both ran off to our next destinations.

I walked into the hotel, and ran to our room.

I walked into the bathroom, and stripped off my bloody clothes and shoes, and jumped in the shower.

The water felt so relieving, as it shot against my skin and ricocheted off, leaving my skin with a intensifying never ending warmth.  I looked at my hands, as the bloody water drained into the small holes of the shower as I watched it swirl around in circles.

I always wondered what it would be like to be immortal. To be strong. But now all I ever see in humans is food, my meals.

I watched the blood of that man, slide in watery droplets down my now soft, and moist skin. I have to wash away all of my regrets. I never felt regret until after my kills, but this one was a lot more closer to the death than usual.

But I shut off the water as I finished cleaning my self, and dried off, brushing my damp curly hair, as I lathered in lotion and decided to wear a tight black dress that went down to the middle of my thigh, with a slight slit in the side leg.

Adding black flats that had flimsy straps that wrapped around my ankles, and grabbed my usual jewelry, and undergarments. I put everything on.

And admired my self in the mirror, grabbed my purse and sunglasses. As I walked out, but to find a group of black coated men surrounding my door. But before I could react they snapped my neck.