The Vampire Diaries(BxB)

3: The Coffins

I'm jogging around town, hearing the bell ring from Town Square, and slow down, and stop, breathing heavily, and look at my watch on my right hand, and turn around, and see a man in a dark hoodie, running towards me, and I turn around, and continue running, and look behind me, and see him following me, and look forward again, panting, and look back, twice, and then turn to the left, and run faster, and see a tree, and put my right hand on it, gasping, looking behind me, and don't see him, breathing heavily, and exhale, and turn around, and bump into him, as I grunt and gasp, as I see he has earbuds in, and he takes his hood and earbuds out. "Excuse me." He says, smiling. "I should have watched where I was going. Sorry, pal." He says. "Don't worry about it. I guess I'm just a little paranoid today." I say. "You have a nice day." He says, smiling. "You, too." I say, and he runs off, and I look behind me, seeing him. Mark and I are sitting at the Mystic Grill, as I'm biting my right index finger. "I feel like I'm going crazy. I'm totally paranoid all the time." I say. "You have a right to be. Klaus is still out there, and he knows you tried to kill him. Even after you spared his life. What the hell was that?" He asks. "I have my own reasons for saving him and Damon hates me now. I mean, isn't that what all you guys wanted? Why hasn't Klaus made a move? There has been no sign of him. Nothing. Just my slow spiral into insanity." I say. "Join the club. Every time I close my eyes, I have that nightmare. On repeat. And, of course not. Damon cares for you, and he's learn to be less of a dick. Just talk to him." He says. "I can't. He truly hates me, and I don't blame him. The same dream?" I ask. "Yep. Four coffins, Klaus is in one of them. It's weird." He says. "What if it's not just.. some dream? What if it's, like, you know, a warlock dream? Klaus has four siblings." I say. "Hm, maybe. Or maybe t's just stress. I'll figure it out. And what about Stefan? Has there been any sign of him?" He asks, and I shake my head. "He betrayed us Mark, and so did I. The Stefan that we know is gone." I say. "How is Damon handling that? I mean, you're bound to know what he's up to, even if he is mad at you." He says. "Damon is.. Damon." I say. I'm leaving Jeremy a voicemail after learning that Damon has been failing History and got fired from work. "Jeremy, the minute that you get this, call me." I say, angrily, and hang up. "Unbelievable." I say. "You're fiesty when you're mad." He says, smiling, as I look at him. "It's not that I'm mad. I'm just. I'm worried. And, what? Now you're talking and smiling at me?" I ask. "We're sharing a mutual goal called your brother, but why? He lost his job at the Grill. He can survive, Ethan." He says. "He's spiraling. Ever since Mark broke up with him, he is moody, he is not really talking to anyone." He says. "He's not the only one "spiraling". He's just a typical teenager, unlike you." He says. "Who's seeing ghosts and has lost everyone that he cares about. When are you going to stop hating me?" I ask. "When you're dead on the floor with your heart ripped out." He says, as I have my arms crossed. "Asshole." I say. "You're the one who spared Klaus' life." He says, and turns to the dartboard, and sighs. "Not everyone. He still has you." He says, and throws the Dart with his right hand, and goes to retrieve them. "You okay? I mean, besides the whole, me saving Klaus thing." I say. "What makes you think I'm not okay?" He asks, approaching me. "Well, you're a day drunk. It's not exactly your most attractive look " I say. "Oh. What is my most attractive look?" He asks, smiling, getting closer. "I'm not saying you have any attractive looks. I'm just.. saying this is my least favorite one. How can you hate me and still try flirting with me?" I ask. "It's a paradox. Noted. See if I can make any improvements. Maybe you should, too." He says. "Don't mind me." Klaus says, as I turn around, looking at him. "Klaus." I say, and he smiles. "You gonna do this in the Grill? In front of everyone? It's a little beneath you, don't you think?" Damon asks. "I don't know what you are talking about. I just came down to my local pub to grab a drink with a mate. Nice to see you again, Ethan, love." Klaus says, walking towards us, and stops, and turns around to his friend. "Get a round in, would you, Sammy?" He asks, and I notice it's the jogger from earlier, and Klaus looks back at me, smiling. "I'm surprised you stuck around town long enough for Happy Hour." Damon says. "My sister seems to be missing. Need to sort that out." Klaus says, as I look at him. "Cute, blonde bombshell? Psycho? Shouldn't be too hard to find." Damon says, as I look at him, and back to Klaus, and he approaches us. "Truth is I've grown to rather like your little town. Think I might fancy a home here." He says, and takes the darts from Damon in his right hand. "Oh I imagine you're wondering how does this is affect you." He says, walking past Damon, and over to the dartboard, as I look at him. "And the answer is, not in the slightest. As long as I get what I want and everyone behaves themselves you can go on living your little lives however you choose." He says, and looks at us. "You have my word. Don't you have a Wedding a little less than a month, love?" He asks me, as I have my arms crossed. "Well, I can't really plan it since you daggered my fiancé." I say, and he chuckles. "What more could you possibly want?" I ask, and he approaches me. "Well, for starters, you can tell me where I might find Stefan." He says. "Stefan skipped town the second he saved your ass. Along with this one." Damon says, as I look at him, and back to Klaus. "Well, you see, that is a shame." He says, and turns around, and throws the Dart, hitting Bullseye, and turns around, looking at Damon. "Your brother stole from me. I need him found so I can take back what's mine." He says. "You're siblings. That sounds like a Klaus and Stefan problem. Well, besides the whole Elijah thing." I say, and he walks over to me, and Damon steps in front of me, and Klaus looks at him, and chuckles, and looks back to me. "Well, this is me broadening the scope, darling." He says, smiling. I'm at home with Alaric, setting the table for Dinner, as he's cooking, and walk over to the table, holding plates. "You ready?" He asks, and I sigh. "Vampires, Hybrids, Originals, and a Wedding. No problem." I say, setting a plate down, and walk over to another chair, and sigh, and set another plate down. "My rebellious brother.. I'm worried." I say. "Proof you're still human." He says, and I set another plate down, and hear the door open, and look at it, seeing Jeremy walk in, and shuts the door. "Just in time." I say, and turn to Alaric, smiling. "We're cooking." I say, and look at Jeremy, as he's by Alaric. "Sorry. Just passing through." He says, walking over to the fridge, and Alaric and I look at each other. "Aw. Well, I thought we'd all stay in, have a meal together like a typical atypical family." He says, and we look at Jeremy, as he has the fridge open with his right hand. "Why?" He asks, and pulls out a water bottle, and shuts the fridge. "Maybe because you got fired and you didn't tell anyone." I say, as he walks over close to Alaric, and sighs. "Look, can we do this later?" He asks, and looks to his left, and back to me. "I made plans with Tyler. He's right outside." He says. "Wait." Alaric says, and Jeremy looks at him. "When did you start hanging out with Tyler Lockwood?" Alaric asks. "I don't know. Does it matter?" Jeremy asks. "Yeah, Jeremy, it matters." I say, as he looks at me. "He was sired by Klaus. He's dangerous." I say, quietly. "He can still hear you. He's right outside." He says, and I look to my right, and back to him. "Besides, you of all people are gonna lecture me on who I can and can't hang out with? You're the one who spared Klaus' life in the first place." He says. "What is with the attitude? I get it coming from Damon. Didn't expect you would, too." I say, crossing my arms. "Whatever. This is lame. Tyler is waiting." He says, trying to walk off, and I walk over to him, putting my left hand on the right side of his chest. "No. Oh, no, no. You're not going anywhere." I say, and put my hand down. "Especially not with Tyler." I say, and he looks at Alaric. "I'm with him on this, Jer. Sorry." Alaric says, and Jeremy looks back to me. "All right. Fine. You want me to stay in? Let's all stay in, then." He says, and turns to his left. "Yo, Tyler, come on in." He shouts. "Jeremy!" I exclaim, and look at the door, as it opens, and Tyler walks in, and I turn to Jeremy, and flick his forehead with my right hand. "Ow!" He exclaims. "Oh, grow up. That barely hurt." I say, and he smirks. Jeremy sets a glass of water down next to Tyler, as I have my arms crossed, and Tyler's sitting down, as I'm standing up. "Thanks." Tyler says. "This is weird. Klaus has hybrids stalking me, and now you're just sitting in our kitchen." I say. "Look, maybe I should go." He says, and Jeremy approaches him. "No, stay. You're not doing anything." He says, looking at me. "Unless you have to, you know, check in with your Hybrid Master." I say, and Tyler laughs, and Jeremy sits next to him. "It's not like that, Ethan." He says, and Alaric sits down at the end of the table. "Tell me, Tyler. What is the difference between being Sired and being Compelled?" He asks, and Tyler looks at him. "Compulsion.. that's just Mind Control, like Hypnosis. And being Sired is.." He says, and looks at me. "It's like Faith." He says, and looks back to Alaric. "You do something because you believe it's the right thing." He says. "So, you believe that serving Klaus is the right thing?" I ask, stepping forward. "I don't serve him. Klaus released me from a curse that was ruining my life. I owe him for that." He says. "What if he asked you to.. jump off a bridge?" Alaric asks, and Tyler looks at him, shaking his head. "He wouldn't And even if he did, I'd be fine. I'm a Hybrid." He says. "Ok. So what if he asked you to rip your own heart out?" I ask, as he looks at me. "Again, he wouldn't." He says, shaking his head. "What if he did?" I ask. "I don't know! Then I'd rip out my heart!" He exclaims. "You guys sound like Tony, getting all freaked out over something you don't understand." He says. "You're right, Tyler. I don't understand. Klaus has terrorized every single one of us, and you're just blindly loyal to him." I say. "You're overthinking it. I can still make my own decisions. Like you did, when you saved his life, you hypocritical bastard." He says. "Wow. How long you've been waiting to say that?" I ask. "I'm sorry, ok? I'm sorry." He says. "Whatever." I say. Jeremy hangs up from his phone after it rang, and walks towards us, as Tyler's drinking his water with his right hand. "What was that about?" I ask. "It was nothing." He says, and sits down, and Tyler looks at his watch on his left hand. "I got to go. Umm, thanks for the food offer, but.." He says. "Next time." Alaric says, and Tyler stands up, and walks over to the door, and I hear it open and shut, and Alaric and I get up, and walk over to the sink. "Well, that was illuminating." He says, and I sigh. "So, Tyler Lockwood is a Lunatic who has access to our house." I say. "I mean, this whole Sire Bond thing is.. wild. I don't even think Tyler is fully aware of what little reason lies behind what he's saying. It's. It's this weird Cult Logic." He says, and I look at him. "Well, great." I say, and turn around to Jeremy. "That's a wonderful influence for you Jer." I say, and notice he's not there. "Jeremy?" I ask, and we walk to the table. "That's his ring." He says, as I look at the plate at his ring, and pick it up with my right hand. "Where'd he go?" I ask, and put the ring down, and we walk outside, looking for Jeremy. "Jeremy?" I ask, and see him standing in the middle of the road. "What is he doing?" I ask, and hear a vehicle approaching and tires squealing, as it's coming straight to Jeremy. "Oh, my God." I exclaim, as Alaric and I both run. "Jeremy!" Alaric yells. "Jeremy! Jeremy, move!" I yell, and stop running, and Alaric shoves him out of the way, and gets hit instead, and turns over five times onto the ground, on his stomach, and the brakes stop, as I gasp, and run over to Alaric, and flip him over onto his back, as he's dead, and hear the vehicle approaching, and look up, seeing Sammy. "There I go again, bumping into people." He says, and I look at Alaric's right hand, grabbing it, and see he's wearing his ring, and sigh in relief, and hear the car drive off, and hear footsteps running towards me, and see Jeremy, and he crouches next to Alaric. "He's going to be all right. Are you okay?" I ask, touching his cheek with my left hand. "I don't understand." He says. "Who was that on the phone earlier?" I ask. "It was Klaus." He says, and I put my hand down. "You were compelled, Jeremy We've got to get him inside. Help me." I say. The door opens, as I'm sitting next to Alaric, as he's on the couch, and Jeremy's leaning against the wall, as I look up, and see Damon. "How is he?" He asks, and shuts the door, and I look back at Alaric. "He's dead, but he had his ring. Klaus' hybrid hit him. Now we just wait." I say, hearing footsteps, and they stop, as I feel Damon behind me. "Jeremy, why aren't you wearing Vervain?" He asks, and I look at Jeremy. "Where is your bracelet?" He asks, and Jeremy looks at his left wrist. "I don't know." He says, and looks at us. "It was Tyler. It had to have been. That's why he was hanging out with you. To get you off the Vervain." I say. "Klaus is trying to send us a message. He wants us to find Stefan, who stole his coffins full of his dead family members." Damon says, as I look at hi.. "Coffins? I was right." I say. "Yep. So all we have to do is find four coffins, and voilà! No one else on your family's Christmas list needs to die." He says, stepping in front of me. "Wait, that's your big plan? To steal back four dead Originals so this evil hybrid doesn't kill me and everyone else we know?" Jeremy asks, as I look at him. "You got a better idea?" Damon asks. "Yeah. Let's get the hell outta here! Pack our bags and go!" Jeremy exclaims, and I stand up. "Hey, Jeremy, calm down." I say. "No. No, I'm not gonna calm down, Ethan. This happens every time, no matter what we do. You get on my case about school and work. Who cares? None of us are going to make it out of this town alive." He says, and walks off, and I look at Damon. "He said he wants his family back." I say, and he looks at me. "No. No, I know what you're thinking. The answer's no. We don't need another one of your big plans. Last time it saved Klaus' ass." He says. "If we give him Rebekah." I say, and he interrupts me. "Yeah, then Klaus undaggers her. First thing she does is kill you. Smores, fire. Not an option." He says. "She can't kill me without dying, too. Klaus' coffins. How many did you say there were? Four, right?" I ask. I walk out of my house, calling Mark. "Ethan? Sup, pal." He says. "Klaus is looking for four coffins, just like in your dream. One for each of his siblings. Guessing it's not just stress" I say. "Ethan, don't get involved. Whatever Klaus wants, stay as far away from it as you can." He says, and I shake my head. "Klaus won't let me. And to think he would after I saved his ass. Mark.. he tried to kill Jeremy, and I'm already a part of it ever since the Elijah dreams. I'm on both sides of the family's." I say. "What do you want me to do?" He asks. "We need to find Stefan. Look, I know that you don't think that your Locator spell still works, but we have to at least try." I say, shaking my head. "You don't need a Locator spell." He says. Damon and I are walking towards the Old Witch House. "Mm around said this place lost all its mojo." He says. "The dead witches were angry at him for bringing Jeremy back to life. I guess now they have something they want him to know." I say. "That's why I hate witches. So fickle, passive aggressive." He says. We enter the house. "Stefan?" I ask. "Come on, Stef. Olly olly oxen free. Come out, come out wherever you are." He says, as I'm looking around, and he groans, and I look at him, and he's by a shadowy wall. "Really? Still?" He asks. "What?" I ask, and he looks at me. "The Witchy spirits aren't a big fan." And he looks forward up. "And they use their juju to screw with my daylight ring." He says. "Then wait outside." I say. "Ethan." He says, looking at me, shaking his head, and I interrupt him. "I'm not leaving until I know if he's here." I say, and walk off, and down the stairs. "Stefan?" I ask, looking around. "Go away." He says, and I look at him. "You shouldn't be here, Ethan." He says. "Stefan, I need your help. Mark said that you would be here." I say. "Well, Mark sucks at keeping secrets." He says, and steps closer to me. "Listen, you need to give Klaus his family back." I say. "Oh, really? Is that what I need to do?" He asks. "Klaus compelled Jeremy to stand in front of speeding car." I say, and step forward. "Don't you get it? Stefan, he's not gonna stop until he gets what he wants." I say, and he interrupts me. "Ethan, shut up. I'm not giving Klaus anything." He says, shaking his head. "Are you listening to me? He's going to kill Jeremy." I say. "Not really my problem." He says, and I push him, and shake my head. "You can go to hell. And to think there was still hope." I say, beginning to walk off. "Then stop trying." He says. "I won't give you that satisfaction." I say, and walk off, and out of the house. "That didn't go over well." Damon says, as I look at him, as he's by a tree. "Don't even start, Damon." I say, walking past him. "Let me talk to him." He says. "You can't get in!" I exclaim, and look at him. "The witches won't let you." I say, and he walks over to me, pulling out his car keys. "Here." He says, and holds my right wrist. "Take my car keys." He says, placing them in my hand, closing it, and I look up at him. "You go deal with your brother, I'll deal with mine." He says. "And to think you hated me." I say. "I still do. We just have mutual matters." He says. I arrive home, and open my door with my right hand, walk in, and shut it, and see Alaric walking, groaning. "Ric, hi. When did you return to the living?" I ask, and he stops. "Oh, just a few minutes ago. How's Jeremy?" He asks. "Hating me. Hating life. Hating the fact that we can't even have a family dinner without somebody dying before dessert or those after dinner mints. Are you okay?" I ask, approaching him, and he coughs up blood, violently, in his left hand. "Oh, my God." I say. "Something's wrong. The ring." He says, and falls on his back. "Ric. Hey." I say, and he groans. The Paramedics soon arrive, as I open my door. "What happened?" One of them asks. "He got hit by a car, and he's coughing up blood." I say, and they run over to him, and crouch down. "Get his vitals." The other one says, and the first one checks his vitals. "Pulse thready and weak. Looks like internal bleeding. We got to get him out of here." He says. "Let's move." The other one says. "Let's not and say we did." Sammy says, I look at him. "Why don't you two meet us at the Hospital?" He asks. "What?" I ask, and turn around, looking at the Paramedics. "No, no, no, wait. No wait. You have to help him." I say, as they walk past me, and I look at Sammy. "What are you doing?" I ask. "You can still save his life, Ethan." He says, and holds up his left wrist. "Here, take my blood." He says, and puts his hand down, and looks up, sighing. "But.. I can't get in." He says, and looks at me. "Yours going to have to invite me." He says. "No. Why are you doing this?" I ask. "Klaus asked for his family. You didn't deliver." He says, and Alaric coughs again, as I look at him. "Ric! Oh, my God, Ric." I say, running over to him. "I'm right here. Hey, hey, look." I say, and hear they siren blip. "He's gonna die. Might want to invite me in, Ethan." He says, and I look up at him, and he groans after I heard an arrow, and he falls onto his stomach, his head away from the door, and I run to the door, as I see Jeremy with a crossbow, and he lowers it. "Jeremy." I say, and he walks towards me. "He's not dead yet." He says, and walks past me, as I turn around, looking at him. "Where are you going?" I ask, and he comes back, walking past me with a meat cleaver, and over to Sammy. "What are you doing?" I ask, as he crouches down, and looks at me, and back to Sammy, and he cuts his head off, as I scream, and turn around, covering my eyes with my hands, and turn back around, gasping. "Now he's dead." He says, and stands up. "We've got to get Alaric to the Hospital, now." He says, and drops the meat cleaver, and walks past me. I'm at the Salvatore Boarding House, waiting for Klaus, and hear a knock on the door, and open it with my right hand, and see him smiling. "Thank you for coming." I say, and he walks in, as I put my arm down, past me. "I trust you have news of Stefan." He says. "I couldn't find him." I say, and he looks at me. "But I have something else." I say. I open the Cellar door with my right hand, and I walk in, and we see Rebekah with the dagger in her back, and he sighs. "My poor sister. I can't turn my back on her for a moment." He says, as I look at him at the doorway. "You have Rebekah." I say, motioning my left hand to her, and put it down. A deal is a deal." I say, and he walks in, towards me. "The life of my sister in exchange for your brother? Yeah I'd say that's a bargain. Consider him spared. Also considering that Stefan didn't technically really return to you." He says. "You should know, I was the one that daggered her. When she wakes, she'll come after me. And if I die, we all die. I did actually want to bond with her." I say. "I can control Rebekah." He says, and crouches down next to her. "Besides, I still need your help finding Stefan." He says, looking at me. "I told you, I don't know where he is." I say, and he looks back at Rebekah, and grabs the dagger with his right hand, and undaggers her. "You're lying. Fortunately you have no shortage of loved ones. If I don't find my family the question you should be asking yourself is who's gonna die next? Mark? Tony?" He asks, and looks at me, smiling. "Damon?" He asks, and stands up. "It's only a matter of time before Stefan gives me what I want." He says. "He doesn't care about me anymore." I say, shaking my head. "You made sure of that. You turned him into a monster. Now he's your problem. And just so you know, I'm not the only one that Rebekah wants dead. She knows what you did to your Mother. She knows that you killed her. I understand what he did to you." I say, and touch his left cheek, gently. "You don't have to be like this. Henrik's death wasn't your fault. You couldn't have known the Werewolf would come for him." I say, and put my hand down. "Goodnight. And what is my last name going to be?" I ask. "Mikaelson. Goodnight, love." He says, and I walk off. I'm at home in my kitchen, washing blood out of a rag, and hear footsteps, and exhale. "Did you get rid of him?" I ask. "Yeah. Sammy the headless hybrid's down at the bottom of Steven's Quarry." He says. "What about Alaric?" I ask. "Took care of him, too. He'll be fine." He says, and I scrub. "How are you?" He asks, and I sigh. "I think I got most of the blood off the porch." I say. "Ethan." He says, and I look up, and back down. "Look at me." He says, and I set the rag down, sigh, and look at him. "It's going to be okay." He says, and I look back at the rag, and grab the cleaner with my right hand. "I have to tell you something." I say, and face him, and walk over to him, and set the cleaner down. "I made a deal with Klaus. I gave him Rebekah." I say. "What? No, no. No. You did not do that. There you go again, making more stupid choices. She's gonna come here and try and kill you." He says. "No, she won't. She can't kill me without dying, too. And Klaus won't let her because he needs me." I say. "And suddenly, you trust him?" He asks. "No, I don't trust him. But what other choice do I have? I don't trust Stefan. Do you think he's just going to give up the coffins?" I ask. "My brother's.. sort of running his own show right now." He says. "Yeah. My brother just chopped off someone's head. It's not right." I say, shaking my head. "It's not fair. He's sixteen years old. He shouldn't have to live like this." I say, and turn around, and walk back to the sink, and grab the rag with my right hand, and begin scrubbing again. "Ethan.." He says, as a few tears drop from my eyes. "There has to be another way." I say, and sniffle. "We have to fix it." I say, and turn on the water with my left hand. "We will. Hey. Ethan." He says, and turns off the water with his right hand, and I set the rag down, and look at him, and he touches both sides of my face. "Hey. We will. Ok?" He asks, and I nod. Alaric and I walk to Jeremy's room, and see him with the door open, as he's looking away from us, and I knock on doorframe with my right hand, and he looks at us, and I put my hand down, and cross my arms. "Hi. Can we talk?" I ask, and he sighs, and walks over to his bed. "What did I do now?" He asks, and sits down. "I've been thinking about what you said earlier. About how we should pack up and go." I say, approaching him. "Ethan, I didn't mean any of that." He says. "But you were right. You shouldn't have to give up a normal life just because of me." I say. "What's going on?" He asks. "Your brother thinks we should have one of our talks." Damon says, approaching him, as I look at him, and Jeremy and I look at each other. "Here's the thing, Jer. You're gonna go out of town for a while. A long while. You're gonna stay with some nice family friends in Denver. You're gonna be at a new school, and meet new girls and boys. Living girls and boys." Damon says, compellingly, and I nod. "You're going to drink a few beers, take an Art class. You do whatever you want." He says, compellingly. "Tell him he's gonna leave Mystic Falls behind and never think twice about it." Alaric says, as I look at him, and Damon and I look at each other, and I nod. "You're gonna leave Mystic Falls behind and never think twice about it. You're gonna have a better life, Jeremy." He says, compellingly, as I'm crying. I walk outside to my porch, and sigh. "I feel like a horrible person." I say. "You just saved his life, Ethan. Take it from me. Estranged is bad, dead is worse." He says, and I turn to my left, and walk forward. "I just can't stop thinking about the last time I asked you to compel him." I say, walking around. "He found out, and go over it. Again, not dead, Ethan." He says, as I cross my arms, and stop, as he steps in front of me. "He's so lucky to have you for a brother." He says. "Thank you. Even if you do hate me." I say. "No problem." He says, smiling. "Not just for this, Damon. For everything. I don't know what I would do if you weren't here. You're my salvation through all of this mess." I say. "You should know this, Ethan. Stefan didn't screw us over. He screwed us over, but he had a good reason. You did, too." He says. "What?" I ask. "You saved Klaus not only because you didn't want to be a hypocrite, but Stefan and I. He also saved Klaus to save me. Then he stole the coffins to get even." He says, and begins to walk off. "Damon, if he did it to protect you, then." I say, and he stops. "Why would he even do that? I mean." I ask, and he walks back over, and we look forward. "Oh, what does that even mean?" I ask, sighing. "What does it mean? It means I'm an idiot. Because I thought for one second that I wouldn't have to feel guilty anymore." He says. "What are you talking about, guilty for what?" I ask, looking at him, and he looks at me, getting closer. "For wanting what I want." He says. "Damon.." I say. "No, I know. Believe me, I get it. My brother's boy and all." He says, smiling, and begins to walk off. "No. No." He says, as I look at him. "You know what? If I'm going to feel guilty about something, I'm going to feel guilty about this." He says, walking over to me, and puts his hands on the sides of my neck, and kisses me, and I hold his wrists, as I have my eyes closed, and we stop, and I open mine, and so does he, and gives a small smile. "Goodnight." He says, and puts his hands down, and walks off, and I gasp. I turn back to my door, and walk towards it, and open it with my right hand, and walk in, and close it, and lock it, and walk upstairs to my room. I close my door with my left hand, and notice black and gold roses near my window. I walk over to them, and sit down, smelling them, and smile, and notice a card, and pick it up with my right hand. "Thank you for being kind. Love, Klaus." I read to myself.