I'm All Yours, Klaus (Book 2)

CH. 7

SEVEN:

Sunday: January 15th, 2012

Dear diary,

I've been stuck in this car for about six hours for the third time. Now with Klaus and Camille. We were taking the therapist to the Arkansas safe house to keep her out of harms way from Finn who escaped from the coffin Klaus locked him in. Klaus has also forced me to pack to stay there as well. So I brought plenty of stuff for both he and I, because I wasn't going to hide out in that old house and let him face everything else alone.

However, I was going to need to find a way to convince him to let me go with him. To be honest it seems like a waste to argue about in comparison to the argument I should've started to avoid this totally un-FUCKING-bearable car ride. Not to be dramatic but goodness gracious. I mean the ride was long enough to make my ass numb, my legs feel cramped, my back sore, and my shoulders tense. But getting home to that little bundle of joy was more than worth it. I couldn't wait to hold her again.

Although if Klaus didn't shut the fuck up, I was going to kill him and leave Hope without a father. That's what's not worth it. I'll drive myself, ALONE, next time. I mean he's been droning on and on. Him and Cami. Like broken records the two, talking in circles. Oh, and Klaus with his damn metaphors for his fucked up family!!! I'm sick of it. This is not a road trip, this is absolute hell.

Well... Maybe I was cranky from lack of sleep. But still. He's being annoying. And Cami?! I can't even face since she walked in on me and Klaus the night before. God, talk about mortifying. I wasn't as smug now as I was in the moment it was happening. But still she wouldn't shut up either. Not to mention she was all in therapy session mood, coaxing Klaus and encouraging him to talk. He has only so many times, in so, so many ways said his parents fucked up him and his siblings. We get it!

I love you. I get it. But shut the fuck up!

Oooh, we're so close. I recognize this road. Im so close to freedom! Thank god.

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Sunday, January 15th
10:25 AM

"It has been said that all love begins and ends with she who gave us life. A thousand years ago, my mother turned us into monsters. Yet, still, she claimed to love her children, even as she vowed to destroy us. The noble Elijah, tormented by long-buried, shameful secrets. Kol, the wily troublemaker, out for no one but himself. Finn, the devoted acolyte, his love all too easily walked by our mother's sick hate. Fierce Rebekah, willing to risk everything on the chance that she may one day find happiness. And me, the bastard child. My mother's greatest shame. Now, finally, we have defeated her, giving her the choice she never thought to give us: to live on as one of the monster's she created or suffer the slow, agonizing death she so deserves," Klaus mused a summary of the bullshit I've had to endure for hours.

I shoved my diary in my book bag and unclipped my seatbelt. Klaus placed a hand on my thigh, giving it a squeeze. I glanced at him, ready to push him away to show my annoyance but he was giving me a cute smile. Ugh, I was cranky. This was my baby. I smiled back ready to say something but he turned his head away, and his eyes back to the road, to park the car.

Then Cami spoke instead, "Um... congratulations, I guess? But right now I'm a little more worried about Finn, considering I totally stabbed him in the back."

As soon as the car was in park, I was hopping out of the SUV quickly while pulling on my backpack. Klaus and Cami followed suit at a less urgent place. My boyfriend being courteous enough to grab her bag out the back seat for her. "He won't find you here. This is the safest place you could possibly be. Come on, there's someone we want you to meet," he told her.