Dominated -Klaroline Drabbles-

Unfaithful, Unforgiving.

Dear Darlin', 
Please excuse my writing, 
I can't stop stop my hands from shaking, 
'Cause I'm cold and alone tonight. 
I miss you,
And nothing hurts like no you, 
And no one understands what we went through, 
It was short, it was sweet, we tried.
And if my words break through the wall
And meet you at your door,
All I can say is “Girl, I mean them all.”

Dear Darlin' ~ Olly Murs <3 (I'm a disclaimer) 

I happily pranced around the room, totally forgetting the reason I came. I spent the first part of the night gladly socializing and mingling with the crowd, until I seen him. I furrowed my eyebrows in annoyance and walked in the other direction, hoping he hadn't seen me. I swam through the sea of hot, sweaty bodies until I reached the door. I blasted through it, entering the girls toilets, and stood staring at the mess before me. Sad eyes, flustered cheeks. Over him? My whole body felt weak until it got to the point I couldn't stand no more, so I slid my back down the wall opposite the mirror and cried silently into my lap. I'll never forget that night nor will I ever get over it. I could picture it... I could see him, his expression. My reaction... What happened? What did I do to deserve this? Why would he cheat? I heard a faint knock on the door. Snapping out of my pool of sorrow and stood up, wiping my cheeks. 

"I-I'm coming!" I called. I walked out, expecting an impatient lady to be stood waiting, but it wasn't. 

"Caroline..." I gasped, a whirlwind of shock, anger and excitement rose inside of me. We stared at each other intensely, nothing being stead. He took a step closer, and another, and another, and another. With every step closer he took, my heart would beat a little faster. I was no longer shocked. I was no longer angry. I was no longer excited. I was, however, fearful. Of what? Of being hurt, of betrayal, of falling in love...? Not of him. He, was what my heart desired. 

"I'm sorry." He whispered softly, tears rolling off his cheeks. I shook my head. 

"No-"

"Caroline-"

"Not again, Klaus. You hurt me." 

"Caroline, please. Just give me one more chance. If I have to get on my hands and knees and beg, then so be it. Just... One more chance..." I cringed as his knees hit the floor, almost shattering in a million pieces, much like my heart seemed to have done. The whole room was silent, you could hear a pin drop. 

"Klaus. I can't. I can't be hurt. Not again." 

"Caroline... I'm so sorry..." 

"Stop! Stop apologizing!" I shouted through gritted teeth and tears.

"You screwed up, Klaus. I can't forgive you." I attempted to run, to escape, to leave this all behind but I couldn't. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back, his grip loosening but not letting go. He weakly lifted up his face, and stared at me with his bloodshot eyes. He then pulled me again, not backwards but down, down to the floor with him. I sat down and cried onto his shoulder, not knowing what else to do. I needed him, he made me happy. But how when I can't seem to trust him?