The Little Lockwood

Fourteen

EDITED

I stir awake in the back seat of Klaus's car as I hear two doors slam shut.
How did I pass out? I think to myself as I rub my temples.

Then the night before hits me....

"Debria! You can't keep kissing strangers and pretending that it's him! Let's go!" Klaus orders me and yanks me away from yet another strange man whom I locked lips with.

I wobble slightly in his grasp as I look up at him in shock,

"Klaus let me go. I can handle myself."

I grab another drink from the bar and down it in two gulps, the tequila burning on it's way down but I shake my head to steady myself.

I just wanted to drink until Damon was no longer real to me. I couldn't handle this weird aching sensation throughout my body because I was away from him. I keep trying to convince myself that everything between Damon and I was fake.

Klaus stands me up, grabs my chin in his hands, his blue eyes blazing mad,

"You're going to get in the car right now little wolf, before I throw you over my shoulder and take you myself." His British accent is gorgeous and I smirk at him playfully, making his eyes go gooey and soft.

I wrap one hand around his neck,

"Come on Nik. Let's have some fun." I use a cute nickname for him since his full name is Niklaus. This seems to make him pause and think about my offer of having fun tonight.

But then he rolls his eyes at me and takes my hands in his, restraining me,

"Listen to me Debria. Get. In. The. Damn. Car."

I look behind Klaus and see Stefan standing there, wondering who was watching us as I got a weird sensation that our exchange wasn't private.

"Stefan, what the hell?" I ask, my eyes going wide.

Stefan looks at me and Klaus so close together and I step away from the hybrid quickly as he lets go of my wrists.

"I got your message Klaus. Me for Debria. My brother is a mess without her. And Elena will survive without me for awhile. Please just let her go," Stefan begs with Klaus, his eyes still unsure of the situation he just walked into.

Klaus smirks at Stefan, before flashing in front of him quickly, and starts compelling him,

"You will do exactly as I say Stefan. I have big plans for the three of us from now on. Oh and send Damon a message: Debria is mine now."

And then he twists around to face me, and snaps my neck, making the whole world go dark.

I sit up hastily now in the back seat of the car and see that the floor is littered in empty blood bags.

My eyes widen.
Stefan must've broken his animal blood diet...oh no...

I get out of the car quickly and rub my neck where it's sore from Klaus snapping it the night before. And I see Klaus and Stefan standing in front of a bar named Gloria's, talking to one another, not having noticed me get out of the car yet.

Klaus looks at Stefan,

"Chicago was magical."

Stefan shrugs indifferently,

"Yeah, well, I'll take your word for it. Like I said, I don't remember most of it."

Klaus smiles when he sees me walk up to them,