The Royals (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 4

Alisa's POV

Amsterdam, Netherlands

"What's wrong with you?" I asked. He looked really mad that it almost scared me. I stayed quiet, and stood still. He seemed like a whole other person, and I didn't like this other person.

"Um, Klaus?" I asked. He stood there, silent, while looking out the window. Not saying a word. I slowly got up and walked over to him.

"Klaus..." I said again, trying to get his attention. He slowly turned to face me. His eyes looked glassy, yet he seemed so angry, and full of rage. I stood there, not knowing what to do. I just looked right at him, right into those turquoise with grey eyes of his.

"She's dead." He said.

"She's dead." He said again, a tear now rolling down his cheek.

"Who is?" I asked nervously.

"She's dead..."

"Klaus, who is. Tell me, you need to tell me. Who's dead." I said, not getting scared.

"She's dead...She's dead. She's dead. She's dead. She's dead. SHE'S DEAD!" He yelled. His hands grabbed my shoulders, and he pinned me against the wall.

"She's dead, and it's all my fault." He quietly said. My eyes widened in shocked.

"Who's dead Klaus?" I asked, now crying. Klaus was also crying, and i've never seen him look so vulnerable.

"She is." He simply said.

"Her name, Klaus." I said, but he just shook his head.

"I can't-I can't say, h-her name." He said. Then he burst out crying. He then lowered his head onto my shoulder. I stiffened a bit, not knowing what to do.

"Klaus?" I asked. But he kept on crying. Why was I crying. I'm sure I don't know who this girl is, but here I am, crying with him about a girl who I don't even know the name of.

I slid down the wall, Klaus also sliding down with me, his head still on my shoulder.

I found myself hugging Klaus, while he hugged me back. Both of us still crying. I guess you can say I was crying for my mom, since it made me think of her right now. But I knew Klaus was crying for someone totally different.

I later heard silence. Klaus had stopped crying, but he was now sleeping. I had stopped crying too, but I was still awake. Looking up at the ceiling. Would he remember this in the morning? I have no idea. I tried not to think of it for some reason. I soon felt my eyes got heavy, and my head slammed down onto Klaus's shoulder.

"I'm sorry." My head shot up and I looked at Klaus. Had he said that? Or was it just my imagination.

"For everything." It was definitely him. What was he saying sorry to? I shook it off, and laid my head back on his shoulder. I slowly fell asleep, wondering.

....

My eyes shot opened. Everything from last night was flooding into my mind. I saw Klaus still sleeping. His cheeks had stained tears on them. It was early in the morning, maybe somewhere around six.

"I have to get you out of here." I said. I gently and slowly took his arms off of me. I lifted myself up, laying Klaus's head gently on the floor. I stretched, feeling uncomfortable from the position I was sleeping in.

I lifted Klaus up, putting his arms over my shoulders, and holding onto his wait.

"God you're heavy."

I opened the door, looking left and right, making sure no one was there. I ran out of the room, heading towards Klaus's room.

I opened his door, only to see Larissa sitting on his bed.