The Royals (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 12

Alisa's POV

Amsterdam, Netherlands

I turned around and saw a very irate Klaus. His eyes were filled with rage, and his whole body was trembling.

"Klaus?" I asked. He looked past me, almost like he wasn't even looking at anything in particular.

"Klaus, what's wrong?" I slowly walked up to him, and I then saw cuts and brusises on his fist. "Klaus, what he hell did you do?"

"I hurt her too." My eyes widened and a name instantly came to my mind. I pushed passed him and ran up the stairs. I looked in his room, but saw nothing. I looked in Klaus's father's office, and then saw Larissa lying on the ground. I quickly rushed to her side, and knelt down next to her.

I know we weren't the best of friends, but I also know I'm no evil person. If someone needs help, I'll help them.

"Larissa?" I asked. She shook and opened one eye.

"H-He hurt m-me." She was sweaty all over, and there were big ugly bruises all on her arms, and one on her eye.

"H-He lost, control, a-and he did this, to me."

"What do you mean lost control?" I asked.

She stayed quiet, and I put her arm around me and gave get support to walk. I walked her over to a guest room, and gently laid her on the bed, and left to get supplied to clean bet cuts, and heal her brises.

As I was about to walk up the stairs, I saw an emotionless Klaus, he almost scared me.

"Are you crazy Klaus? You hurt her badly. Why would you do that to her, it's not right at all whatsoever." I said through gritted teeth. He looked up, and his depressed eyes turned into cold ones.

"I can do whatever I please." I put the supplies on the small table next to me, and walks sup to Klaus. I raised my hand and slapped him, hard. He turned his head, and then looked down at me. His eyes were filled with rage, sadness, and chaos.

What had this boy gone through go be like this?

He laughed historically, it almost scared me too.

"You think something like that is supposed to hurt me? Do you really think I'm supposed to feel bad for her?"

"You know, you can be a heartless piece of shit, an ignorant son of a bitch. Why would you dare ever lay a hand on a girl like that."  I said, now getting even more angry.

"You don't know me, you don't know the hell I've been through, the shit I've put up with. So stop acting like you know everything!" He yelled.

"You're right, I don't know you, and I certainly don't ever want to." I turned away from him, grabbing the tray that held a bowl of water, bandages, towels, and other things to help clean Larissa's cuts. I was about to go up the stairs, but then everything feel to the ground, and I was pulled away from the stairs, and my lips connected with another pair of lips.

I tried to pull away from Klaus, bit he had a tight grip on my arms. He pushed me against the wall, and put my arms over my head. I hissed in pain, my wrist still hurt, but not as bad anymore. I tried to free myself from his hold, but it was just impossible for me.

After multiple times of trying to break free, I finally gave in. Our lips moved in sync together. He let go of my hands, and I wrapped them around his next. My fingers ran through his soft light hazel hair.