I sat on the couch reading when my phone rang, picking it up I saw a message from Klaus. At first I ignored it but after many more messages I finally looked at one, he was asking for help, over and over again. After a few more minutes I finally decided to go and see what the heck was wrong.
“Klaus?” I called stepping into the house. Agonizing groans filled the house, I walked further into the house and found him in the living room.
“Klaus?” I asked confused. He looked up at me from where he was bent over on the floor. His face was pale and his body was sweaty as he clawed at his bare back, which was bleeding.
“I got your 14 hundred texts…what happened?” I asked stepping down into the room.
“Siles…he stabbed me with the white oak stake…” He spat through gritted teeth, “there’s still a piece in my back…I-I need you to get it out!”
“Wait what?” I asked still confused, “how did Siles-”
“I don’t know! I was a bit busy getting stabbed!” He hissed.
“Okay, okay. Let me look.” I said walking closer. Klaus turned and held himself up on the piano, and handed me a pair of hand held flower cutters, “here.” I took them and carefully stuck them in Klaus’s back where he had already been clawing. He yelled in agony. After digging around for a few minutes I pulled them out, “there is nothing in there Klaus.”
“Yes there is! I can feel it moving closer to me heart!” He hit his hand against the piano.
“Well maybe you just need to calm down!” I growled turning and falling onto the couch.
“How can you tell me to calm down when I am dying?!” Klaus demanded.
“Klaus, I couldn’t find anything in your back. You’re just killing yourself faster by freaking out.” I answered crossing my arms.
“You’re lying!” He hissed, “you want me to suffer and die!”
“You’re not dying!” I snapped.
“LIAR!” He yelled falling to his knees. I crossed my legs and picked up a book from the end table by the couch and opened it.
“Help me!” He demanded.
“You know, you haven’t even said please, or asked nicely. You just started to yell and demand.”
“I’m dying! If I die, you die!” He snapped.
“Already dead.” I replied calmly. He growled and began to claw at his back, “how can you just sit here while I need help?!”
“I already tried to get the stake out, nothing is in there. I told you to calm down.” I flipped a page in the book.
“I AM CALM!” He yelled. I looked at him unamused, then sighing turned back to the book. After a moment I felt him sit on the couch with me.
“Help me…please…” He asked through gritted teeth. I handed him the book, “read out loud.”
“What?” He huffed and looked at me in disbelief.
“Read. You need to calm down, read.” I said pushing the book at him again. He grumbled something under his breath but took the book, slowly and with pain in his voice he began to read. After a few minutes his voice evened out and he stopped sweating. I smiled lightly as he relaxed, he put the book down and looked at me, “the pains gone.”
“Told ya.” I said getting up, “you gonna be okay if I leave?” He nodded and looked up at me, “thank you.”
“Klaus Mikaelson says thank you. Must be a miracle.” I said before walking out and towards the door. Suddenly he flashed in front of the door stopping me.
“What?” I asked.
“Thank you.” He said again.
“You already said that.” I said nodding slowly. Suddenly he put his lips to mine gently, after a few moments he pulled, I looked at him surprised. He smiled, “I wanted to thank you properly. I hope to see you again.” He said before opening the door for me and smiled watching me leave.
“You’re welcome.” I answered before leaving. I walked to the car still processing what had happened, it wasn’t that it was a bad kiss, it was just unexpected…and it was Klaus. Pondering this for a while, I realised while the kiss was unexpected, I didn’t exactly hate it.