Reckoned With✔️| 𝐾𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑠 𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑜𝑛 {2}

11|Delilah's

|nora's pov|

I enjoyed taking bath's over showers, at night. Last night, Klaus ended up getting in the shower before me, so now it was my turn to use all of the hot water. I closed my eyes, and enjoyed the relaxion. I eventually submerged my whole body underneath the water. I had my eyes closed to protect them from the water, but they snapped open when I heard movement from outside. I heard nobody other than Klaus walking around, and the sound of keys jingling following soon after.

I lifted my upper body out of the water, and sped to my towel, by the time I had my hand on the bathroom door, it flung open.

"Where are you going?"

"Playing mommy dearest now, are we." I gave him a straight face, as I adjusted the towel, and flipped my wet hair out of my face. I couldn't give a rats ass if he left, but I just wanted to know where all of the fun would be had, of course.

"Well wherever you go, the party seems to follow." I crossed my arms over my chest, and tilted my head at him. He looked dressed to leave anyways, with the keys in his hands. "And there's only on apartment key, you're not leaving without me." I tried to shut the door but he stopped it with his hand.

"I don't think so.."

"I don't care what you think-" That was all I could get out before I felt a shark pain in my neck, and everything went black.

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I sat up slowly, and my hand immediately flew to my neck, remembering previous events. I was still in the same place, on the bathroom floor, in my towel, but at least my hair was dry now.

I could sense that the apartment was empty as soon as I gained consciousness, and instantly jumped up. I was dashing around looking for my phone like my life depended on it, and I hate that damn thing. It was either always dead, or not in sight. I dug around in my old pants pocket, and smiled when I found the little device. I clicked on Klaus's contact, and prayed to god that he answered.

"You're dead, like if you thought what Marcel did you was bad you got another thing comin' dead." I said, putting him on speaker phone. I already put my outfit on, which was just dark denim ripped jeans, and my slightly heeled combat boots.

"I guess you woke up on the wrong side of the bed?" I heard him chuckle, as I looped the elastic around my hair a few times, securing it in a ponytail at the top of my head.

"I actually woke up on the cold wet bathroom floor, and I highly doubt that those have a good side." The more I listened, the more I could heard commotion behind him, multiple voices. "This is the last time that I'm gonna ask where you are."

"Shhhh, oh wait..chhhh." I furrowed my eyebrows at the phone.

"Klaus don't do that-"

"I think the line is breaking up..chhh."

"Klaus-"

He hung up on me. I starred at the phone on the sink for a minute, before putting it in my back pocket. I had no car, no direction, and I barely even knew where I was.

That's when it clicked, locator spell. They were the simplest of the simple, and could easily be done with a map and an item of the one you want to find. I walked around the apartment, easily finding something that belonged to him, but the map was a different story. I glanced around our shared room, and after a few minutes my thoughts shifted to brainstorming on a way that I could kill Klaus, because that seemed easier that finding a bloody map.

Eventually I gave up, and walked into the kitchen to grab a drink. I pulled out my old bottle of bourbon, and took the last remaining sips thinking of Andy. I chucked it in the trash can when I was done, and my eyes scanned over the living room one last time before walking back to my room, but something caught my eye.