"Come here, kitten." The nickname he used on me always got to me, his piercing blue eyes stared into my own. They were lust blown and full of desire... desire for me. The fact he desired me sent my arousal through the the roof. I followed his order...
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Klaire's POV:
I was going to kill them, I didn't care what anyone else thought! I sat up from the blanket on the floor and looked over to Jasper who was peacefully sleeping, facing towards me. He shuffled as he heard me and I straddled his waist.
"Mhm, what a way to wake me up kitten." He murmured sleepily and I grabbed onto his head and twisted it, snapping his neck. He was dead, but I didn't have much time. I got up, trudging towards the house as my plan played out.
When I got home, I opened the back door and went to the kitchen, seeing the stake from yesterday. If I were going to do this, I'd have to do it now before anyone found me. I began to walk to the cellars and open the heavy door. I was determined to kill them both!
I opened the first door, seeing Amelia sitting against the brick wall, her head rolled towards me as she heard the door opened. "Why isn't it the poor, innocent human?" She said sarcastically. She was tied down by vervain ropes and I smirked at her. Her eyes then looked at the stake in my hands, "what are you doing with that?" She asked me, and it didn't sound like the bad side of her, she was fearing for her life. I went over to her and she scurried back, "Klaire-"
"Shut up!" I yelled and pointed at her chest, she did. "All I ever got from you was hatred, now it's my time for vengeance." I move so I was straddling her legs and pressed the stake to her chest. Her eyes showed nothing but fright, "you can rot in hell." I spat and brought back my hand far enough so I could plunge it into her chest.
As I did, she gasped and looked down at the wood sticking out of her chest. "Please..." she whispered weakly but I wouldn't have it as I pushed it further to make sure she died. I watched her life slip from her and her body fell limp. I smirked and took out the stake before getting off her.
One down, one to go.
I exited the cell and opened the next one, seeing Riley sitting there looking at me wide eyed. "You stupid bitch! I'll fucking kill you for that!" He shouted.
"Sure you will, will that be your personal little heaven?" I cocked my head at him and he moves to stand up. "Don't bother, you might as well be comfortable for your death." I growled and went to attack him but someone had grabbed my arm and pushed me against the brick wall.
I see Jasper kick the stake out the way before he came to me. I growled and went to attack him but he easily caught my arm and spun me so my back was to his chest and his arm was around my throat, cutting off my air supply.
"Klaire, this isn't you! Whatever is happening, you have to fight this!" He said as if he was trying to prove a point. This is who I am! I wanted them dead and now they're dead! "No Klaire, you wouldn't do that!" Suddenly it became harder for me to breath and I pant and try and get him off. "I'm sorry." He mumbles as my vision goes black.
I woke many hours later, my head throbbing and a dull ache against my throat. My eyes slowly opened and I saw Jasper standing over me, "hey..." I smile lazily at him but his face stayed completely emotionless. That was weird.
