His little paradise. This is what you are for Klaus, perhaps the only thing that kept him a little bit human. You knew nothing about Klaus, for you he was not a monster, he just seems to be a man shattered by his fate, a man broken by life. Your meeting seemed so banal but so sincere, it had completely changed the life of the hybrid.
Sitting in the grass, the wind caressing your hair you were drawing. You were passionate, every things that seemed you worthy of interest was drawn in your little notebook. This time it was a tree, he seemed rather old and worn out by life. It had character, it left you admiring. Pencil stroke after pen stroke you refined your work. You threw yourself wholeheartedly into your business when suddenly you stopped you. A noise drew your attention. There was someone else here, no doubt you were not alone. The hour was late, maybe you were in danger. You prepared yourself to go, running, when an unknown voice arrested you. A man's voice. "I hope it is not I who make you flee, that was not my intention" You was speechless, man before you was wonderful. He looked like a living god, the kind of man we dare hardly hope existence. An amused expression on his face appeared. "Either you're shy or what you see seems to please you" His words helped you out of your trance handsome as a god that is undeniable but also very pretentious. No wonder.
This night, you had run without even taking the time to reply. After all, despite its inhuman beauty you do not know him. It was an unknown, he possessed perhaps bad intentions. And then every night after this one you went back to the tree in the hope of seeing him again. You prayed to God every day to see him just once again. Her beauty had bewitched you, you seemed trapped in a spell. Finally one day God had heard you, he was standing leaning against the tree. The famous old tree. You did not know which of the tree or the unknown had more character. This time you do not lose a moment, you would rush you to him. Red cheeks with beating heart, you held out your hand to him. "(Y / N)". He grabbed her and he laid his lips against your fragile little hand. "Klaus Mikaelson"
Since that day, you ended up every night around this tree. It probably meant nothing to random passers but for both of you it was the symbol of a story. A great story but a story based on lies. For you Klaus was a mere human, probably the most unique of them but it was nothing .. and yet you learned to your expense. The original had yet makes you be in any way affected by this dark part of his life. Weakness, you were his weakness which his enemies could have used to torture him. In no way he could let something happen to you. He never forgive himself.
But Klaus should have known, sometimes in life things do not go exactly as we would have desired. This famous winter night, he had not come to you. It's the heart a little tight in the pouring rain that you went home. Your footsteps were becoming faster when you had the feeling that someone were following you. Unfortunately you were not fast enough for a werewolf. He grabs you by the neck and threw you against a wall. You did not understand what was happening to you. Why you ? Also something intrigued you. His strength. His strength seemed superhuman, a man even the strongest to you it could not be provided with such a force. The superhuman does not leave you time to think longer, he approached you. You were ruined. You made your last prayers when came out of nowhere, Klaus appeared. Something seems different about him. His eyes ? His teeth? His whole face ? Whatever it was, it was not human. Despite this, he was quick to get rid of the superhuman. He had saved your life, but in an unconventional way. He bled to death, he bit him in the neck then he literally bled him to death. Fear invades your whole body. You were petrified, you were afraid of your whole being. Klaus, with the back of his hand, wiped all the blood that was spread goshawks of his mouth before taking step beside me.
[Y / N] ": Do not you dare to approach me" You were screaming, you've never been in this condition almost all your life.
Klaus : "Please (Y/N) let me explain"
He held out a hand to you to help you to stand up. You repelled it violent, she was still soaked with the blood of the other.
[Y/N] : "Don't touch me Klaus !"
Klaus : "Let me explain"
[Y / N]: "Explain what for the love of god! You dumped a man of his blood, you killed him without scruple. Without even flinching. You're a monster Klaus "
The last sentence you had pronounced breaking a little more the heart of Klaus. You were the only person who saw him differently, now what? Now as for everyone in your sight he was a monster. An error of nature.
Klaus: "First you have to know that what attacked you, it's not a man. It was a werewolf. If I had not killed him, he would have killed you (Y / N) "
[Y/N] : "What are you ?"
Klaus : "What ?"
[Y / N]: "You're not human"
Klaus: "I'm a hybrid. A werewolf and a vampire "
[Y / N]: "You lied to me"
Klaus: "I have not lied to you, I just omitted certain details of my life to protect you (Y / N)"
[Y/N] : "Why ?"
Klaus: "Listen (Y / N). I'll tell you one time but not both. I love you. But this love is a weakness for me, each of my enemies could use you to reach me. I could not let that happen. And then .. You are the only person who seemed to see me as I really am, without any discomfort. You were the only person who seemed happy around me. You .. You make my life easier, more bearable. I love you, and I'd love you to be able to accept me as I am, but unfortunately I can not force you to do it. So .. You're free. You're free to leave without returning you to continue your life as if I had never existed. I promise you that I understand and that I will leave you alone. "
Tears stream down your cheeks, it was uncontrollable. This explosion of feelings in you was unbearable. Klaus was different this is true, he was not human that's true, but it was a reason enough to let him go ?
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*****AUTHOR NOTE*****
Okay so this is not a short story cause its 1158 words so....but this is my apology for not writing more short imagines so hopefully you liked it. :] -Emma
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