I never managed to go to sleep last night after what happened. It was just too much for me to take in, I am not sure about staying in New Orleans any longer then I already have and I have only been here 10 hours. It Is now 1pm and I still haven't left my room or looked out of the shattered window, I can hear distant music and passers by having conversations.
I decide the best thing for me to do is to find the local police station and report what I saw, unless of course someone has already reported it. I gather my belongings as I decide to head straight for the airport after I have been to the police station.
As I walk down the street I see why so many tourists come to visit, all the bars are lively and full of music, there are bands playing on the street and everyone seems to be smiling. Apart from me, if only everyone here saw what I witnessed last night.
I see a sign ahead pointing me in the direction of a local police station so I follow it, it is quite a fair walk but I don't mind as the fresh air is nice.
I reach the front driveway of the police station and stand there for a while just looking at the building before walking ahead.
"Watch where your walking love." A voice appears as I bump in to someone
"Are you following me?" I say
It is the same man from the plane and who was outside my window last night.
Who is he and why is he everywhere I go!
"No, I am not I was here first, I have been waiting for you." The man says
He is quite tall with dark blonde hair, he has a strong English accent and comes across very odd.
"What do you mean you have been waiting for me? Are you here to report what happened last night." I say
"Far from it love, I am just here to remove some things from that little brain of yours." He says smiling before placing his hands on my shoulders.
"What are you doing, get off me you weirdo." I say whilst trying to push him away but his body is rock solid not moving an inch.
"Ahh, I do love a good old English accent, makes me miss living there." He replies still not letting go of me.
"You have just come from there, you were on the same plane as me." I say
"That's correct, but that does not mean I live there. Now shall we proceed?" He asks
"Proceed with what?" I reply
He looks straight into my eyes, and his pupils become larger.
"You shall not remember anything that happened last night, you got off the plane and went straight to sleep, there was no attack or burning bodies. You also never saw me beneath your window." He says before removing his hands and smiling
"Are you trying to hypnotise me or something? now move out of my way I am reporting what happened and I did see you, I do not know what game you are trying to play but I am not interested" I reply slightly confused.
"How intriguing. you cannot be complused, I am sorry love but you are going to have to come with me." He grabs me wrist and pulls me with him as he walks towards a 4x4 car.
"Get off me, I will scream." I say getting very angry
"Please do, then I have an excuse to suck you dry, I Am the devil in disguise and you do not want to mess with me." He replies with a hint of laughter.
Suck me dry?
Is that meant to be a rude remark or just a very strange one.
I do not know if he is being serious or not as he is still smiling.
"Please just let go your hurting my arm." I ask pleading
"Sorry, no can do I need to get you to my sister. Now get in the car." He says with no emotion to his voice.
"Can I at least ask your name before getting in to your car?" I ask
"Yes you may." He replies still not telling me his name. This guy is so odd.
"What is your name?" I say rolling my eyes.
"Klaus, Klaus Mikealson. And you are?" He replies with a smile
"Tilly Bennett." I say before climbing in to the back of his car.
"Ah, yes, I think we may have a lot more in common then you may think." He says before closing the passenger door.
What does he mean by that?
Where the hell is taking me.
I don't think coming travelling on my own was a good idea after all.
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Author's Note.
Just want to say a huge thank you to anyone who has already read the first two chapters and voted, I really appreciate it.
I will try my best to publish chapter's every 2 day's.
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You Shall Be Mine. (Klaus Mikaelson)
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