Enigmatic Fears: A Klaus Mikaelson Story {7}

Chapter 54: What We Both Need

I hadn't been able to go to sleep and had been instead standing on my balcony with a cigarette in hand as I tried not to stress about the fate of Elliott and what remained of The Hollow. Elliott had just subjected himself to a life of being cursed by an evil witch. And I hadn't been able to stop him.

"What is that?" I tensed at the sound of his voice. "Oh. A cigarette. Looks fun."

"I suppose it was only a matter of time before you showed up." I mumbled as I turned to my newly resurrected father, offering a cigarette to him. "They're not good for you. And I wouldn't recommend an addiction, but it's better dying from smoking than it is from me."

"You're angry at me."

"I am furious!" I raged. "You have sentenced my son to a lifetime of being ruined from the inside."

"What? No, you have it wrong." Silas countered. "Elliott is fine. So am I and Anastasia."

"I don't care about you or his girlfriend, I care about him. And I don't know about you but harbouring dark magic inside of you does not seem fine to me." I shot back.

"Elliott is not harbouring Inadu. We've absorbed her." Silas answered. "She doesn't exist in us."

"So she's—she's gone?" I asked excitedly.

"Almost." He told me with a grin. "Grace will absorb her soon enough and then—"

"You put an evil witch inside my daughter?" I said incredulously.

"Grace will be fine, she—"

"I don't care whether she will be fine!" I snapped. "She is fifteen! She doesn't know any better and you took advantage of that!"

"She was the one who offered, I only instructed on what would work best." He insisted. "They asked for my help, who was I to say no?"

"Who were you to say yes?" I countered.

"Blossom, what's done is done, we'll just deal with it tomorrow." Nik replied through gritted teeth, clearly livid but knowing better than to start off on the wrong foot with Silas.

"I don't need protection from the likes of you." Silas shot back at Klaus.

"Excuse me?" Nik replied, having greater difficulty restraining himself.

"You heard me." Silas said as he stalked up to him. "You abstained from your daughter, your son, your wife for selfish reasons! If I had been given a chance like you, I would have used it to the best of my ability. Instead, you squandered your chances and led your family into chaos! You are the architect of everything that has befallen your family!"

"Silas, stop!" I instructed but he ignored me, instead opting to punch Klaus in the jaw.

"You ruined your family." Silas growled at the intense rage monster that was now Klaus.

"How rich, coming from the man who used his daughter to defeat a woman he made a false vow to." Klaus shot back, grabbing Silas by his shirt. "Now you have sentenced my daughter to a similar fate and out of respect to my wife I will do my best to cause you no harm but provoke me again and I will not relent."

"Your wife?" Silas replied with a cackle, ripping Klaus' wrists off of him. "You stopped speaking to her for 7 years and now you would like to come back as though nothing changed. She can do so much better than you could ever—"

"I SAID STOP!" I bellowed, causing my father to finally turn his attention to me. "I'm not that 6-year-old girl that you picked up off of the street!" I snapped. "Nor am I the sixteen-year-old that was so terrified of you that she did everything you said. It's been two thousand years. I won't cower to you any longer and I am not in need of your protection. I'm not with Nik anymore I'm with Alaric. In fact, my only problem right now is you cursing my daughter like you cursed me!"

"Fiore..."

"You need to go." I demanded. "You can't stay here."

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"Here you go." I told Nik as I brought him some tea and sat down beside him on the bed.

"Thank you." He murmured quietly.

"I'm sorry about Silas." I began. "As I'm sure you know he can be very protective."

"And I don't blame him. He's right." Nik mumbled. "I don't like him whatsoever, but I understand him. If someone treated Grace the way I've treated you I'd want to rip them to shreds also."

"That doesn't make what he did okay." I said with a shake of my head. "I'm 2075 years old. I don't need protecting."

"Now that I can bloody agree with." He said with a laugh, turning to me with a grin. "Hell hath no fury like an Enigma scorned."

"You would know." I said with a playful nudge.

"Better to have you livid than to not have you at all." His grin slowly turned into a sad gaze, his eyes glazing over as he turned away from me.

"Nik, just because I'm not your wife doesn't mean you'll lose me." I told him as I took his hand in mine. "We spent a thousand years together. Nothing can ever take that away. We'll always have—"

"I don't want it." He said darkly as he removed his hand. "I don't want a relationship with you. At all."

"What?"

"I can't be your friend, it's too much." He confessed. "Because I love you and I'll be damned if you even pretend that you don't feel the same, but you are trying to move on. And I swear I am trying to let you do that but...I want you. And I can't stop wanting you. And pretending to be okay with you is excruciating. Because more than anything I want to kiss you until time itself ceases to exist. There is no room for me in your life Blossom and I need to leave no room for you in mine."

"Nik please." I begged him. "Don't do this."

"It's hard I know." He said with a teary sigh. "But this it's what's best for both of us. We just needed one of us to be brave enough to do it. This way, you can move on with Alaric without me being in the way and I can stop feeling so bitter about it all."

"If that's what you want." I murmured as I wiped away my tears.

"It's not what I want at all." He replied. "But it is what I need. What we both need."

I nodded sadly as he got to his feet and headed for the door, pausing and turning to me with a nervous look.

"I'll stay the night and then I'll leave tomorrow."

"You're leaving?" I asked in shock.

"I won't be far, just in Hayley's old apartment."

"Nik you don't have to do that." I insisted as I got to my feet.

"There isn't room in this house for the both of us." He said with a shake of my head.

He gazed into my eyes and leaned towards me. I was certain he was going to kiss me but I didn't attempt to move because I wanted him to. If this was going to be our last moment together then I needed more than this torment.

His lips were just about to meet mine before they passed and kissed my cheek. He pulled away with a pained expression that no doubt matched my own.

"Goodbye Bl—Goodbye Fiore."

A/N: Leaving it on a high note this week huh?

This week's chapters were quite short so I might update again sometime this week but for legal reasons I am not sure!!!

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