19. What the Bloddy Hell is Going On?

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Samantha's POV

I woke up as the sunlight broke into the little shack. Which is odd since a storm hit us last night. I moved slowly in bed since Elijah still had his arms around me and I didn't wanted him to wake up just yet. He was so sweet lat night. He actually made me feel better. I know I shouldn't think this but I actually think that he's very handsome. Klaus' do did hurt me. But his brother's kind of healed me a little bit. Elijah's chest was touching my own and one of his arms was resting in one of my hips. Suddenly he started waking up and he pulled me a little bit closer.

"Good morning." I told him surprised that he pulled me closer. Our faces were just some mere inches away from each other.

"Good morning." He told me smiling. His smile was so genuine. It's like when we were together we didn't need to pretend to be anyone else. What the hell are you thinking Samantha? I thought that Klaus was my Eternal Love... What if I was wrong? What if it's Elijah? "Warmer?" He asked me and I nodded. "Ready to go home?"

"No." I told him quickly. I actually didn't wanted to leave. I wanted to just stay here forever.

"You know you have to talk to Nikalus sooner or later." I nodded.

"I think I'll choose later." I told him turning around not to look into his eyes knowing that if we continued that conversation I would break into tears and I did not want him to see me like that again. His arms were still around me and he pulled me even closer making my whole bodie touch his.

"You can't avoid him forever." He said. Okay that was the last drop. Something is going on between us. The thoughts I'm having, the moves he's doing... I felt this way the first time that Klaus was with me. Something is not right and I have to find out what is happening.

"What's happening?" I asked pulling away and looking at him. He showed me a confused look. He sat on the bed showing off his bare chest and his actually nice abs.

"What do you mean?" He asked while he rested his hands in my back.

"This. You being nice. The closeness between us. The sweet moves you do to me. The thoughts I'm having." He widened his eyes in surprise. "Tell me whats wrong with me? I'm thinking things I shouldn't. I'm hurt. I'm broken. Fine I know that. But what Klaus did wasn't suppose to make me feel this way about you."

"Whatever is going on with you... I don't blame you for it." What the hell does he mean by that? "Because I feel the same thing." He does. Is this suppose to mean something?

"What does this mean?" I asked. I just can't have feelings for Elijah if I have for Klaus. Right? I mean I can't love both.

"I don't know. But we have to sort things out with Niklaus. He is too proud to come to you and apologize. You have to be the one to want to sort everything out. In the end you two need each other. Just the way I need you." Elijah is not making anything better. He is just making me more confused than ever.

"If we go back right now, you have to promise me you won't tell him anything about us until we can explain it. It's not that I'm just going to get there and forgive him. But telling him would just make things even worse. Not only because this feelings are wrong in every way possible but also because you two are brothers and I've seen what this kind of love does to a family. I have Elena, Stefan and Damon as an actual proof." He nodded.

"So we're going home?" He asked. I nodded and we both got out of bed and got into last night's clothes. We arrange the bed and left.

Elijah's POV

I can't believe Sam actually feels the same way about me. She feels the need to be around me, the need to see me okay, the need of just need each other. But she is right too, about how wrong this is. He is my brother and I could never do anything like this to him. For as much horrible things he might have done to our family he doesn't deserve do have his happiness ruined. Even with what he did to Samantha I can't just ignore the fact that we're family and that we owe each other's happiness.

We kept walking through the he woods till we reached our mansion. I took my keys out of my pocket and put the key in the keyhole but before opening the door I looked at Samantha to make sure she was ready. She nodded making me instantly open the door. She walked in front of me. As soon as Niklaus heared us come in he stood up front the couch in the living room and walked up to us.

"Where were you?" He asked Samantha who just stood there with her arms crossed. I had never seen no one stood up to my brother as she did.

"I believe it is nothing of your business." She told him walking towards the stairs. Niklaus soon stood in front of her with sadness in his eyes. "Klaus get the hell out of my way."

"We need to talk." He told her looking at me with pleading eyes so I would help him convince her. I just stood there without saying a word.

"And we will. Just not now." She said going around him and heading up the stairs.

"I've waited a whole night. I'm not waiting any longer." He told her grabbing her arm.

"You want to talk? Let's talk. I'm willing to give you a second chance, so we figure out what is up with us, as soon as you realize that all your efforts to be powerful and fearless are only going to make the people you like walk away from you. Your attempts to make us believe that you don't give a shit about life or about your family are only going to drive us away and in the end you'll end up alone. Killing people so you feel powerful when, actually, you're nothing but a sad little hybrid that runs scared around the world because he was too proud to accept that having a family and being happy was actually worth it better than power, royalty, money, servants. You have to learn with your mistakes Klaus. When you do, come talk to me " Everything she said was actually true. She patted his shoulder and ran up the stairs. He stood there just lost. Looking at me with tears in his eyes.

"She needs time brother." I told him walking towards him.

"How much long will I stay in pain without her?" He asked turning his back on me and heading inside the study and closing the door with a huge slam. This is going to be hard to get to normal again.

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