Reserved for Forevveru.
Klaus downed his fifth glass of scotch. Everything was ruined. His hybrid blood was down to only a couple bags, and he was unable to get more since his ignorant sister killed Elena, causing her to become a vampire. Her blood wouldn't work now since she wasn't human anymore. Rebekah left not long after, and part of him was glad she did. He honestly just didn't feel like tolerating with her right now. "Olivia, come over her, love." Klaus turned towards the compelled human girl across the room, who headed over to him. He brushed her red hair off her neck and sank his fangs in her smooth skin. Klaus finished her off, drinking in her luscious and warm blood. She became limp in his arms, and when he was finished, Klaus carelessly tossed her body aside. One of his hybrids took up the body and left, no doubt to hide it.
After taking a relaxing shower, which calmed him somewhat. After changing into dark jeans and a slim fitting v-neck black shirt. He put on his black leather jacket and ran his hand through his hair. He then took the keys to his black SUV and left, ordering the hybrids to not let anyone in the house. He left, heading to the Grill. He just needed to get out and clear his mind. With losing his hybrid, sister, and even Caroline. Klaus shook his head. Ah, Caroline. Being in Tyler's body was fun, kissing Caroline and getting intimate was fun. Smirking, Klaus parked his car and got out, going inside.
He glared over at Matt, who was working his usual shift at the Grill. Klaus wasn't the least bit surprised that the ignorant boy was still pissed off at him, his sister was the reason Elena was a vampire now, and that she led him on made the matter even worse. Sighing, Klaus smiled sweetly at the waitress while ordering scotch on the rocks. He watches as she sashayed off. A few minutes later, she brought him the alcoholic beverage back. He slowly sipped on it and rolled his eyes when Matt came up to him, taking the seat. "Yes, join me." Klaus said sarcastically. "Where's Rebekah?" Matt asked, ignoring his comment. Obviously he didn't care. "Like I know. She bailed after what happened with Elena." He said and Klaus could tell the pain in Matt's face when he said that.
"Tell her to call me, or something, when you talk to her." Matt then left, leaving Klaus alone once more. He was use to be alone. It seemed like forever since he was intimate with a woman.. but that was probably he liked the main course, forgetting totally about dessert. Sighing, Klaus took a sip of scotch and sat back in the booth, looking out the window.
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Karah stepped back, examining her new wallpaper she just finished putting up. She moved into her new home last night, but was so tired from the long car ride, she went straight to bed. Her furniture wouldn't be here until later one today, so she made her a pallet on the ground. She paid for it when she woke up with her back hurting. Deciding to take a break, Karah made herself a peanut butter sandwich. After eating, she changed into comfortable beige shorts and a white t-shirt. She slipped on her hiking boots, tying them securely, and pulled her hair back in a loose high bun, wisps and loose strands fell around her face. Packing some trail mix and a few bottles of water, she loaded into her car and drove to the hiking trail. She parked and slung her bag over her shoulders. After turning off her phone and locking her car up, she started on the trail.
Hiking really relaxed her, and it also was one of her favorite hobbies. It was how she stayed fit and healthy. She remembered the first time she ever went hiking. She went with her father when she was ten, and ever since then she loved it. She tried going at least twice a week, ever since her father and died a few years ago. She never really remembered her mom, she died when Karah was three, and her father never re-married. Karah remembered asking him why one time, and his response was he only needed one girl in his life. Her. She could feel the tears stinging her eyes, but she fought them back.
After hiking for what seemed like a couple hours, she sat down on a stump, taking out a bottle of water and taking a big sip. She stared ahead and noticed a small stream. Leaving her bag, she walked the short distance. and sat down. She took some water in her hand and splashed it on her face, most of it getting on her shirt. Frowning, Karah looked around and took it off, laying it on a rock to dry. She really hoped not a lot of people came by, or else they'd see her in her black lace bra. It was better then wearing a wet shirt, though. She hated wearing wet clothes.