7 | Don't Fuck With The Prison Top Dog

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Adelines POV 

As Klaus and I walked down the street back from eating all the food we could, he was surprisingly quiet. I had glanced at him a few times, but his mind seemed to be somewhere else. Which was strange, considering he hadn't shut up back at the restaurant. 

"So... How are you?" I finally ask, his eyes quickly darting to mine 

He flashes a small reassuring smirk, something I could tell he was used to using as a way to cover up what he felt inside. I knew this process well, because I did the exact same thing. But unfortunately for him, you can't fool and fooler. 

"I'm fine" He utters "Just ate too much" He grins, playfully rubbing his stomach in fake pain

I smirk and shake my head, looking away from him for a moment 

"What about you?" He asks, passing a small silence "What sort of things do you take nowadays, heroin girl" 

I raise an eyebrow at his carelessness for life. He was so free. But I knew it was all fake freedom. I could see the jealousness in his siblings eyes when they looked at him. I didn't blame them. On the outside Klaus seemed to have been living without fear or pain. Just freedom. And if I didn't live the same lie as him my whole life, maybe he would have fooled me too.

But Klaus had a story to tell. That freedom was merely a facade, created by years of mind numbing drugs. Anything we could get our hands on. 

"I don't use anymore" I say, eyeing him with glowing amber eyes

He smirks at me "That is such a lie!" He laughs, a little to my surprise 

Again, I raise my eyebrow, asking for his explanation for such a outburst 

"There is a joint in your back pocket right now!" He laughs once more, slipping his hand into the back pocket of my jeans that I had changed into in the restaurant bathroom, and pulling the small joint I had forgotten about out, waving it in front of my eyes with a grin

"Hey! That's mine!" I say, reaching at him to score my weed back

"Nah uh!" He jokes "You said you don't use anymore" 

"Oh come on, Klaus! It's weed" I say, snatching it back from him finally "Everybody smokes weed nowadays. It doesn't count"

"That's true" He agrees "It's the harder stuff that fucks you up" 

"Amen to that" I say sliding the joint back into my jeans pocket to find a couple weeks later at a convenient later date, like always 

Klaus watches with wide, disappointed eyes as it disappears back to its hiding spot like before "What! You're not even gonna share that little piece of heaven?" 

I look over at him a frown "Who said I was going to in the first place?" 

"Oh come on!" He whines playfully, gently grabbing my hand and swinging it with his as we walk down the street "Lets have some fun!" 

I sigh and roll my eyes over to him "Alright" I smirk and a large grin appears across his face "Where though? I'm not spending the night in jail over a short lived high"

His grin grows devilish as I pull the joint out of my back pocket again "Come with me" He says, grabbing my hand excitedly and pulling me off down a near by ally way

As we drift through the winding ally ways, each one connecting to another, he finally pulls me out onto the street again, this time, it spitting us out on a completely different block. Across the road was a large park, the grass growing green. It was a reasonably quiet one. The odd pet owner taking their dog for a walk. However it was a weekday. Most people will be too busy with their boring office jobs to appreciate the smaller things in life like a walk in the park.

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