11. Alone In A Big, Big World

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I felt sad for my baby writing this:( Also I updated my cover! Sorry for the short-ish chapter.
Klaus

I throw the glass against my wall once I reach my apartment, its now broken pieces shattering to bits once it reaches the floor.

I angrily grab a new bottle of alcohol from the shelves, chugging it down my system while slouching to the ground, leaning against the wall. The universe hates me. No, it despises me.

"Fuck," I let the word slip from my mouth so effortlessly, resting my head on my knees.

As much as I don't want to admit it, Marcel was a genius. He found my one weakness and is using it against me. But what pains me the most is that he's using her and she doesn't realize it.

He's using Caroline and its breaking me.

I would never hurt her purposely. I can't stay mad at her. She's always in my mind. And yet he still gets her. He gets to hold her at night, to kiss her lips, to take her out and show her my city. Honestly, I would give up my whole damn city just to be with that one girl.

My phone buzzing in my pocket brings me out of my thoughts and back into my shitty reality.

Rebekah: Where are you?

I sigh a shaky breath, turning my phone off completely. I was sick of seeing Marcel and the girl I love together.

I get up after finishing another glass of alcohol, burning my throat as I take the last swallow. I wobble over to my bed, letting my thoughts take over. The bags under my eyes tell me I really should just sleep, but I can't get over the way Caroline laughed when Marcel was telling a "joke".

Her nose crinkled up and her grin was wide, her eyes twinkling. It was music to my ears, even when I was halfway across the bar, listening in on their conversation.

That's just how pathetic I was. I let my enemy take the one girl I truly care for and I can't do anything about it.

I let myself sink into the covers, kicking off my shoes as I do so. The bed engulfs my tired body- tired of every single shitty thing going wrong in my life.

Before I know it, my eyes are closing and I feel my body losing control. That is before I hear a loud call from outside my door.

"Klaus?!" Caroline?

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