Part 41: The Prom

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"Are you sure it was the white oak stake

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"Are you sure it was the white oak stake. I didn't see him stab you with it." Rosa said as Klaus took his shirt off and turned his back to the mirror.

"Yes, I'm sure. I think I would know." He replied a angrily.

Rosa sighed, "I didn't do anything."

Klaus shook his head, "No. no, you were right. This was your fault. You caused this!" He shouted.

Rosa looked down for a moment before walking up to Klaus. "Where is it?"

He looked at her confused for a moment before sighing. "The...the back, close to the heart."

Rosa nodded, not seeing anything. "How do I..."

"Get a knife."

Rosa grimaced, but went around the house, searching for a knife. Once she finally came back she found Klaus trying to dig through his own skin. "Oh my god! What are you doing?" She asked, worried.

He turned towards her, something had changed. "He...he was here. He was you." Klaus stuttered.

Rosa slowly walked towards Klaus, "Who was here?"

"Silas." He whispered.

Rosa nodded. She went behind Klaus' back and began to cut, wincing as he screamed in pain. After a minute she grabbed a pair of pliers and started digging into him.

"This is so gross." She whined.

"Rosalina, if I die—"

"You aren't going to."

"But if I do...I don't blame you. I was upset and angry, but not at you. I love you."

Rosa looked further into the mess of blood and scrunched her face. "Yeah, yeah. You're a romantic guy. Whatever. I'm knee deep in heart right now, so it's not the time." Klaus nodded. "Is now a bad time to say I failed biology."

Klaus sighed, and winced once again in pain. "How have you not found it yet?" Klaus asked after many minutes had gone by.

Rosa continued to look around, despite feeling the urge to puke. "I'm trying, okay. But...I don't see anything."

"Just keep looking."

"Once I save your ass, I'm going to kill you." She stated before sticking the pliers back in.

Klaus screamed, "A little gentler please."

"Sorry. I've just got a lot of rage and you put a weapon in my hand."

"It's a pair of pliers." Klaus argued.

Rosa smirked, "Not in my hands." Rosa stopped when she heard her phone chime. She saw a text from Caroline and sighed. "You know, Carolines really upset."

"So."

"So...even though I'm mad at her, she's still my best friend. And she's really sad."

Klaus sighed. "I'm sorry your friend is sad. But can we have this conversation at a different time. Preferably when I'm not dying!"

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