I have killed over 70 vampires today and yesterday. They just keep coming nonstop. I am soaked in some strangers blood walking down the street toward Marcel,!toward my stolen home.
78 vampires I have killed now.
I push open the double doors and see a bunch of people partying, there are vampires partying. So I decide to slaughter them all.
"Klaus," I hear Marcel yell, "I see you've made it to my...party," he says as he walks through the maze of dead bodies.
"Marcel, I want my home back, now," I yell at him.
He puts his hands up in surrender, "sorry, I can't do that old friend," he says, "you ran away from it and I picked it up."
"I could could destroy you the same way I made you. I'll even destroy this whole town just to get what I want!"
"But when you get it there will be nothing left," he says with a smirk.
"I don't care," I say slowly, making my way over to him, ready to attack.
His smirk falters, "you'll have to kill me for it," he says.
I move so fast he doesn't even have a chance to blink. I grab a piece of sharp wood and shove it in his chest, just centimeters away from puncturing his heart.
"I raised you as my own and this is how you repay me? Now look where it's gotten you," I say and twist the wood so it goes through his heart and sticks out of his back.
I drop him and he falls to the ground in a grey skinned heap.
Now all I have to do is get Florence back. It's only been two days and I miss her like crazy.
I make my way into the dark streets and go straight to the house. Rebekah is sitting on the couch looking freaked out. When she sees me she looks absolutely terrified.
"What happened to Marcel," she asks.
I pour myself a large drink, "he's dead little sister, there wasn't any hope for you love anyway," I say and gulp it all down.
She doesn't say anything else so I go upstairs and shower. I don't want Florence to see me like this.
When I get out I put on dark jeans, a black shirt, a black leather jacket, and my normal shoes.
I ruffle through my hair and hurry downstairs.
"Where are you going," Rebekah asks me.
"To Florence," I say and leave to Mystic Falls.
About a couple minutes later, I'm at the house and practically over flowing with happiness.
I open the door and see that everything is quiet. She's probably sleeping. I run up the stairs and into our bedroom to see that the bed hasn't even been slept in.
"Florence," I call out her name but I don't get an answer.
She's probably out shopping or something so I wait for a while until I start to get impatient.
I rush out the door and start looking all around town, the mall, the grill, the park, even the woods, but I don't find her anywhere.
Now I'm boiling with anger. I come back to be with her and she isn't even here. Where has she gone? There is only one place I haven't checked. The Salvatore boarding house.
I hurry over there and pound on the door.
Elena opens the door and her eyes widen.
"Where is she," I ask, trying to stay calm.
"Who," she asks.
I listen in on the voices inside. Stefan. Damon. Stefan. Damon. Florence!
I grab Elena by her throat and toss her aside. I step inside easily and follow the voices into the parlor.
I see Florence sitting on their couch scared out of her mind and the two brothers talking about her punishment.
"Excuse me," I say and they all turn to me.
Florence leaps off the couch and gets behind me.
"What's this I hear about a punishment for my dearest," I ask. "Florence, go wait outside," I tell her and she runs out of the room.
I pick up a table and break the legs off.
"I was in New Orlens to collect what was mine and killed one of my most trusted allies to find that my love has been kidnapped, again, by the same people. I thought you learned your lesson from before?"
"Bring it on," Damon says and I smirk.
I throw the wood through his chest first, just barely missing his heart. It'll take him a while to pull it out without puncturing his heart. I throw the other through Stefan's stomach.
"If you touch her again I'll kill Elena and everyone else in this town," I threaten and leave.
Florence is sitting on the steps and I help her up.
I see a bandage on her neck with two red dots of her blood seeping through it.
No, I think I'll kill them all now. She notices me going back into the house and stops me.
"Nik no," she says softly and clutches my shirt.
"They hurt you, I won't tolerate this," I say and try to go back in, but she holds me back.
"Nik please, stay with me," she says and then I can't help it.
I face her and she hugs me.
"I've missed you so much," she says in my shirt and I can feel her crying.
Iift her face so she can look at me.
"Don't cry, I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere," I say and she smiles through her tears.
I peck her lips and she smiles brighter, that makes my day.
"Let's go home," I say and pick her up.
As soon as we get to the house, I set her down on her feet in the living room. She goes back to hugging me and I hug back, missing her small body on mine and her touches, her voice, her lips, her eyes, her hair, her everything. I could go on forever!
I break the hug but keep my hands on her waist, "is the baby okay," I ask.
"I'm not sure, Damon took a lot of blood from me," she says.
"I'll kill them, okay? They will never hurt you again," I say and hug her again.
"No, you can't kill them Nik," she says.
"Why not, they hurt you so much but you don't want revenge?"
"No, I would never wish for anyone to die. It's just so wrong to me," she says softly.
I don't deserve her. I kill lots of people everyday without her knowing, if she knew she would have been gone a long time ago.
"Fine, I'll leave them alone," I say and she hugs me tighter.
I kiss her cheek and hug her for a while longer until I feel her slipping a bit out of my grip.
I lift her up into my arms and carry her upstairs to the bedroom. I lay her on the bed gently and pull the cover over her.
I push the hair out of her face and admire her beauty for a moment. Her pale skin, her jet black hair, I am the luckiest man on earth. I get in next to her and wrap an arm around her waist.
She is so brave to have dealt with all this, to have been able to put up with me being a vampire and everything.
A strand of hair falls in front of her eyes and I smile. She is the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on. I tuck the loose strand of hair behind her ear and plant a kiss on her forehead.
"I love you," I whisper against her skin.
