《Beastly》27
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Beastly
Chapter 27
18 candles no one to wish for
It had been a week since Elena had turned her emotions off, a week since their house burned down and this week marked June 16th Bethan's 18th Birthday. Bethan was actually excited for today for once one day could be about her. Granted she had no family to share it with but she had Matt, Caroline and Bonnie that was all that mattered. Bethan got changed into her cheer uniform ready for today's competition. She walked in to the gym meeting Caroline and Elena.
"beth hey what are you doing her?" Caroline asked her, Bethan was confused by the answer.
"I'm here to cheer remember I am on the squad?" The werewolf replied she was quite shocked her best friend didn't even wish her happy birthday.
"Yeah about that you haven't been so School all week, and Elena asked for her spot back so I thought you wouldn't coming today and-" Bethan cut Caroline off raising her eyebrows the blonde.
"what are you trying to say Caroline" The brunette wanted to jump to the chase and Elena used this as a excuse to slip away.
"I'm saying we reworked the routine and your not in it" Caroline started to feel a little guilty although Bethan wouldn't admit it she enjoyed cheering.
"don't worry I totally get" Bethan smiled and the blond let out a sigh of relief.
"I don't matter, no one cared I went missing for two days, no has asked me how I'm coping with being a werewolf, no one has bothered to see how I'm doing with Jeremy's death but god forbid Elena wants to be a cheerleader again so everything gets dropped for that" Bethan spat at her best friend as she started to walk off only for Caroline to chase her.
"Bethan come on you know it's not like that" the vampire tried to grab her friend only for her to dodge Caroline's attempt.
"everyone is all ways to busy to even remember me" the werewolf simply stated shrugging her shoulders.
"that's not true your acting like a brat Beth" that one took Bethan by surprise.
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"I'm a brat really, Caroline what's the date to day" the blonde thought about it and that's when her eyes widened
"oh my god Beth I'm-" the vampire was cut off.
"next up lady timberwolves" the announcer spoke over Caroline.
"Looks like that's your cue, break a leg or your neck" Bethan pushed passed her out of the school.
As always Bethan's birthday would end is disappointment. She weighed up her options drink the Salvatore cellar dry, but that would mean seeing Elena, her only other choice was klaus' Bethan stopped by Alaric's old class room grabbing the bottle of bourbon he kept hidden then before making her way to the big bad wolf.
She was able to walk straight through the front door. Having nearly finished the bottle of bourbon. Klaus heard a thumble and came rushing out to see his intruder when it was Bethan.
"Bethan always a pleasure but what are you doing here?" He asked the teenager slightly shocked to see her in his house.
"Its a new one on my long list of abandonment issues. Caroline gave my spot on the squad to my emotionless sister and no one remembered that today is my birthday. Actually it's kinda funny because what I should say is today is the day my mom decided she didn't want me" she let out a laugh already feeling the effects of the alcohol.
"So I came her to get good and drunk on your fancy people scotch" she informed the hybrid. She grabbed the bottle That's was on the side deciding to give her self a tour of his home. She found her self in his art room.
"You paint a lot" she commented seeing all the finished and half finished canvas littered around the room.
"as I assume you do?" Klaus smirked, the brunette took another sip shaking her head no.
"not since ric, haven't had any inspiration" Bethan replied looking over his work.
"Hate that... That's way to much... I don't get that" she observed each piece making sure to leave a comment.
"That looks like my fourth grade are project" that's when she stopped at a painting.
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"this one, this one I like" klaus smiled at this hearing her compliment his art.
"why did you paint it?" She asked drinking the contents of her latest bottle.
"painting is a metaphor for control, every choice is mine, the canvas, the colour as I child I had neither sense for the world nor my place in it, art taught me that ones vision can be activated with sheer force of will. The same is true in life, providing one refuses to let anything stand in their way" klaus confessed to Bethan.
"Not in my world if your not elena you don't matter" she said moving passed klaus she shook off the bad thoughts and wanted to spend some part of her birthday in a good mood.
"is this your way of getting me to spill all of my dirty little secrets telling me I can control life and I tell you what I was i could control?" Bethan teased running her finger over the hybrids chest.
"I felt I had many charms but regardless I'm actual enjoy being in your company Bethan" he truthfully told her causing the werewolf to pick up on something.
"why do you do that?" She asked frowning with an ever so slight pout.
"you always call me by my full name Never Just Beth" the brunette questioned.
"becuase it's almost as beautiful as you" that's caused Bethan to laugh . Klaus was trying to make Bethan smile on her birthday telling her funny stories from his past as she was workin her way through is liquor supply.
"It's getting pretty late don't you think you should go home?" Klaus asked and he seen her face drop a little.
"or you could stay" he noticed Bethan get this wicked smile of her face as she approached them.
"do you know why I liked that painting?" Bethan asked him, she was a temptress, she couldn't wrap a man around her little.
"maybe because it allowed you to see into my deep wounded soul?" He proposed making the teenager smile slightly.
"I saw how twisted it really is, maybe I can relate, I mean the boy is surrounded by thorns which still means he's all alone" Klaus started to close the gap between him self and Bethan.
"so what's it going to be? Staying or going?" He asked slightly smirking at the green eyed girl who raised her eyebrows.
"well Your the big bad alpha who likes to be in control you tell me" she responded klaus, the hybrid slowly caressed her cheek and Bethan sucked in a breath, he slowly ran the hand down to her waist.
Klaus tightened his grip on her lifting her slightly up, Bethan let out a startled breath as biting her lip driving klaus wild. He pulled her closer if that was even possible before covering her full pouted lips with his own.
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It was like this animal instinct went off between the two as bethan grabbed his dirty blonde hair as he lifted her into the table, klaus clawed at the her shirt befor ripping it from her petite body, Bethan wanted to level the playing field using her strength to pull the gray t shirt off of him fucking it off somewhere. Klaus laid her down getting a long a hard look at the vision of beauty infront of him, he climbed over her, he began to assault her neck with kissed a bite marks causing Bethan to moan out his name. Klaus looked her in the eye before speeding them to his bedroom. Bethan brought his face back to hers kissing him once more, she fumbled with his belt to kick his pants down his Leg.
Bethan had never felt this way before, it's burning desire for one person overwhelmed anything else she thought.
"You are so beautiful love" klaus told her, there bodies fit together as klaus made her fell ecstatic. Her nails drug into his back drawing blood, klaus fell next to her out of breath as he traced patterns on her stomach, causing butterflies.
"And here I thought vampire had a certain amount of stamina" she teased, klaus let out a growl
"I'll show you stamina" rolling back in top of her.
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