Torn ( klaus love story)

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Hey guys this is my first time writing a fan fic, my friends said im a really good writer so i decided to write a fan fic about klaus from the originals, it takes place in 1886 Veracruz mexico, cause well im mexican so yeah ;) anyways ima shut up now and let yal read chapter one.. Leave comments and vote i update every week! Ok im shutting up now...

Alexandra---

Im in the middle of town square sitting by the angel fountain. I play around with the water, it has been along day. I count the money i earned from selling flowers, its my second job. I work at the Monte de ochas's house on the weekdays as Regina Montes de ochas's personal maid, and on Saturdays i sell flowers in the town.

The church bells start to ring signaling it is now six in the evening. It is getting dark and there aren't many people around so i grab my things and make my way home. I should've been home an hour ago so i pick up the pace hoping Manuel, my brother, wont be mad when i arrive.

Three men step out of Miss Marlen's saloon. They seem to be drunk, so i walk quickly to the other side of the street.

"Ey Miss where are you going a pretty little thing like you shouldn't be out this late". They start folliwing me and tell me to slow down but i ignore them. "Come here girl, we're not gonna hurt you we just want to show u a good time."

They won't leave me alone, they start speeding up so i run. I run to the end of the road and turn to a corner down an alley. At the end of the alley there are gates and through them is a short cut to my home. I push on the gate door but it's locked, it just had to be this night that the gate is locked.

"Nowhere to go now miss" says a man with a smirk on his face, an alcohol bottle in his left hand. I put down my flower basket and look the men in the eye,

"if you want me come and take me!". The man with the bottle in his hand takes a big drink and hands it to the man on the right.

He aproaches me, i hold my chin up. The man throws himself at me but i dodge him, he falls to the ground and i kick him three times in his ribs. The other two come running for me. The one with the bottle tries to hit me in the head with it but i duck and punch him in his face. The other gets behind me and pulls my hair. I stab his foot with my left heel and he shouts in pain,

"AGHHH! You stupid bitch!". He tries to come at me again and i punch his gut leaving him breathless. I should've ran right then but i kicked him in the ribs two times. One man grabs my ankle and makes me fall backwards.

Two of them pin me to the ground holding my arms and legs down, i try to release myself. The man i was kicking before comes to me.

"Your gonna pay for this, you little harlet". He bends down to me and starts undoing his pants.

"HELP SOMEONE HELP ME!!" I yell as loud as i can, the man strikes me and the one who pinned my arms gags me. My lord i can't belive this is happening. I close my eyes praying for someone to save me or atleast hope it will be quick.

The man takes his pants off and begins kissing me... I feel my soul dying please God dont let it happen. I can hear the man laughing when suddenly they stop.

"Who goes there!" Says the pantless man. "Go away this is a private matter!" The one pinning my arns yells.

"Gentlemen, i ask you to let the lady go." I hear his voice, the voice of my savior...it sounds British. I say Help me as best as i can, i am gagged.

"Leave now boy or we will hurt you more than we hurt her." They start laughing, so does the man with the British accent.

"Is that a challenge sir? Because i am one who is fond of challenges. Now gentlemen i won't ask again, please step away from the young lady." He says very calmly,dammit do something! The pantless man gets up and puts his pants back on.

"Your trying my patience runt, i belive you shall be taught a lesson as well." The man starts walking up to the british man. I cannot see anything but i hear wooshes of arms trying to punch and some received hits. Someone screams i think it was one of my attackers because the other two get up and run to fight. By the time i get up the three men are on the floor, and the British man stands with his back to me.

"Th-Thank you sir" i try to say, not knowing if i should run from him as well, he did knock out three men in a matter of seconds. He turns around and the first thing i notice are his eyes, those dark hypnotic eyes, "Your welcome love and please, call me Klaus."