The Human In Him (Klaus Mikaelson)

Chapter 40:Damon Salvatore Didn't Raise A Crying Mess.

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Chapter 40:Damon Salvatore Didn't Raise A Crying Mess.

Nora's POV

I turn to my right side and open my hurting eyes slowly. My vision quickly adjusts to the darkness of the room and I see sunlight peeking through the long, violet silk curtains of my room.

I move a little and stretch. My woman hood is back to its normal size and it doesn't hurt anymore and I am perfectly well because Rachel made me drink three blood bags last night.

Last night, I discovered something, or I should say...... Someone.

Rachel. A five hundred year old vampire who I thought was a confident, bad ass maid in our- or should I say 'his' palace. I knew she was loud, funny, friendly, bossy, a little dangerous and bad. What I did not know about her was her caring and nice side. The side I got to see yesterday night. What I did not know about her was that she could be a best friend, a comforter.

Yesterday, I was a wreck; a crying mess. I was pained and hurt. She came and helped me. She comforted me, let me cry on her shoulder for an hour or two. She made some jokes, made me laugh, made me feel better, forced me to feed and watch some show called 'Two And A Half Men' which caused me to laugh. And by laugh I mean actually laugh, as in, clenching my eyes shut and holding my stomach. Not just because of the show, not that it was bad, it was awesome and I plan on watching it. I laughed because of the jokes she made about clothes, asses, boobs, dicks and everything.

Cutting to the chase, I discovered she was a nice person. Someone I never was and never could be. Last night, she taught me something. Something about life.

She taught me to stay calm, positive and nice no matter what! She taught me to never give a fuck about what people say about you. She taught me to ignore, not to run to them and choke them to death. I learned that it's no bad in being a nice person. In fact if you are nice, everyone will be nice to you and you won't have any problems in life. I discovered that she was kind.

Unlike me, who has vowed to be a bad bitch no matter what! Don't worry, I plan on changing; I have to.

I stretch and inhale a deep breath. My nose catches a smell and my sensitive Vampire senses feel another presence in the room and I freeze. Who could be in my room? I don't dare turning or moving mainly because of the fact that I am in my birth suite. Well, hell yeah, I spent last night with Rachel but I refused to wear clothes, I was really hurt and uncomfortable to even let a fabric touch my body. I just had my blanket wrapped around me last night.

My stupid body doesn't cooperate with my brain and my head snaps in the direction where the other presence is being felt. I jerk backwards as I see two glowing emerald orbs staring directly at me, they have a weird shade of red in them and that's what makes me realise who it is.

"Klaus" I whisper, fear running through my body.

"Glad you know my scent" I swear I could hear him smirking.

"What are you-you d-doing here?" I stuttered.

He didn't answer, instead I felt myself being pulled onto someone's warm lap and then I processed what had just happened. Klaus had pulled me onto his lap. I shuddered in fear as his hand trailed from my thighs to my stomach as his lips touched my bare neck. He had pushed my hair to one side of my neck, great!

"You know" his lips moved against my skin as he talked. "We accomplished very much last night, we went eleven times" his hands were near my breasts and I was trembling. What had happened to the Klaus I got very used to? My body jolted up and I jumped out of bed in Vampire speed as his pointer finger and thumb touched my nipple.

"Don't run away baby" he smirked showing his sharp dimples.

"P-please d-don't" I sobbed and shook my head backing away. As I took one step back, he took one forward.

Nora! Da fuck?!

A voice inside me screamed. Oh this voice. My obnoxious best friend.

We don't just let people scare us alright?! I mean what the fuck? Why are we crying, sobbing and backing away?! Ain't no Damon Salvatore raised no Nora Salvatore of this kind! He raised a fighter, a winner, a girl who doesn't cry. He raised a girl who is strong. He raised no crying mess. He raised a confident rocker! Don't forget that you idiot!

And then some pictures flashed before my eyes. Me, with a tall dark haired and blue eyed guy who pretty much resembled me. I saw pictures of him and me smiling and hugging. We laughed and in some pictures, I cried and he patted my shoulder and told me it was okay.

I was broken out of my trance by a snap of fingers in front of me.

I looked up and my eyes met a pair of cold green ones.

"Memories coming back I see?" He smirked. "Good, its a great thing".

I took a deep breath in and stood straight, arms straight and head raised. In this moment, me being completely nude didn't matter. What mattered, was that I was Nora Salvatore who died, came back, lost her memory and was getting it back in bits. And those bits had told her that she wasn't one percent of who she is right now.

"Back off" I said, voice clear.

"Pardon me?" His brows furrowed in confusion and a smirk found its way onto my face. Well take that Mikaelson!

"Don't take a step towards me or there's going to be apocalyptic consequences". I smirked.

"Oh really?" He asked in an amused tone.

I nodded and smirked. He smirked back and took a long step towards me.

"I am warning you Klaus, seriously" I said in a warning tone.

"Stop me, if you can little Salvatore" he stretched his arms out, a challenging gesture.

I smirked, keeping my cool and froze in place. He came closer and closer. And now he was so close that my busty breasts touched his torso and our breaths hit each others lips. My heart started hammering against my ribcage and my stomach filled with butterflies.

Oh no, not the feelings again.

He leaned down and I moved fast, surprising him. I clutched his throat in my right hand and slammed him against the floor. I sat on his torso and smirked, my legs on both sides of his body.

"What were you saying earlier?" I asked in a taunting tone. "I quote 'stop me, if you can little Salvatore' oh yeah and look, I did". He laughed and I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"Oh baby, you are so naive" he looked up at me. "Why did my mate have to be so naive? I mean mine? The wicked Klaus Mikaelson's" and the next thing I knew was that I was on the floor with him on top of me. Fuck! He flipped us.

"Baby you butt naked, on my torso" he chuckled and his chest vibrated against mine. "Didn't you realise that I could smell your sweet woman hood? Silly girl" he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Get off" I demanded, my jaw clenched.

"Otherwise?" He challenged.

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