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"I'm going to torture her, until she turns her emotions back on" Klaus said emotionless. Bonnie turned and left. Kol followed her, leaving Klaus, Elijah and Rebekah with Caroline.
"You wouldn't hurt her" Rebekah said sounding shocked.
"Watch me" Klaus hissed.
"Oh my god…" Rebekah whispered, just loud enough for Elijah to hear. "…he loves her."

I remember the pain, the pain that got me here in the dark. That was until I was awoken by the smell of something so appealing that it would have made my mouth water, if it hadn't been so dry.

"Where am I," I said softly, my voice didn't sound normal, it sound rusty.

"Where do you think you are, love" I heard a voice say. Of course I recognised the voice. Who would, there weren't many people with an accent like that. However I stilled didn't open my eyes.

"I don-don't care" I croaked even though my throat was so dry it was painful to talk.
Klaus ignored my comment and continued, "You are in a jail cell, where there is one window and vents that have vervain in them… sound familiar".

I slowly opened my eyes. I was strapped to a chair in a small dark cell. I could hear the humans walk and talking on the floor above. I was in an underground cell with one window. I suddenly realised where I was. That son of a bitch.

"Oh, I know where we are" I hissed at Klaus through my fangs.

"I know you do, because this is the place where your dead father tortured you for being a vampire" Klaus said smiling, like this was all just some joke, some sick joke.

"Do you want me to remember my pain? Relive the memory of being tortured" I said with a fake tone of sadness.

"Maybe, love. But it would make it a lot easier for everyone if you just turned your emotions back on" Klaus said bluntly which was probably the reason I was now almost angry. How dare he kidnap me, torture me and then expect me to turn my emotions back on to make it a lot easier for everyone.

"I don't want to make anyone's life easier, because that's all I've done. Be there for Elena, be there for Bonnie, be there for Stefan, be there for Tyler… I don't care anymore" I said as I struggled with the straps as I hissed at him. The thirst was getting to me, I could feel the veins under my eyes appear out of my control.

"The hard way it is then" Klaus signed as if he was hoping for something otherwise.

Klaus turned to his left where I noticed long wooden stake, which looked as if it had been craved by hand. Klaus picked up the stake slowly and carefully, making sure I saw every angel and point. Then, so fast I only it in a blur, the stake struck my right side. That's when I began to scream. The torture was horrible and awful and every other painfully terrible word you can think of. Klaus would stab me over and over again until I would black out. Well, not really until I blackout, because you see Klaus had clearly already thought about this. So, just before I would black out Klaus would slip me a drop of his blood, just enough blood to keep me conscious. Then over and over this went, for hours and hours of never ending pain. My mind wondered back to the time my father had burned me repetitively until the sun went down. I remembered the time the werewolves had torture me with vervain and wooden bullets. Nothing could compare to this. My screams would echo throughout the room, over and over and over again. And never once did I see Klaus flinch. After what felt like hours Klaus finally spoke.

"Do you want it to stop, love?" Klaus said, his face was an inch away from mine. I wanted to hit him, slap him, bite him. I wanted him to feel pain. Though all I could manage was a hiss, the most menacing hiss I could muster "what do you think".

"Well maybe if you turned your emotions back on, I'll stop" Klaus said, clearly trying to make me angry. I could feel it to, the anger and rage boiling up from the bottom of my stomach and I feel the horrible pain that's coming with it but I push it down as I grit my teeth together and hiss "No".

"Okay, love" then he brings that stake down again towards my chest and for a split second I think he's going to kill me. The stake missed but not by much. I can feel the wood strap against my heart and the pain is almost unbearable. Then the stake is gone, it has been thrown and hits the wall. Then Klaus looks up at me, straight in the eyes and I can see his eyes, the unflinching eyes that are so old but yet never ageing.

"You are strong, love. I'll give you that" and with that I was thrown into a metal box and fell into darkness. I don't know how long I've passed out for but when I woke up I was in a cemetery. The grave stones surround me and the dead flowers that lay near some of the head stones. I was alone at first but then I see a figure in the distance. Klaus.

"Do I get to go back to the torture chamber again" I shout out towards him. He turned towards me as if he had only just realised I was there. That was until he suddenly appeared next to me. Because I guess being that all mighty Klaus, he can just appear out of thin air.

"No, love, I wanted to talk with you" Klaus said as if it was completely normal for people to have a casual stroll around a creepy cemetery.

"In a grave yard?" I could help it; I swear my eyes rolled of their own accord.

"You're not actually in a grave yard, love" Klaus said with the slightest tone of surprise. Clearly by the look on his face, he thought I was acting thick. Then as I think about it, I properly was being a little thick.

"Of course not, you're in my head… because that's not creepy at all" I said drenching my voice in sarcasm. It still hadn't quiet occurred to me yet but I still didn't understand why we were in a graveyard of all places.

"Are you willing to talk, sweetheart or not?" Klaus turned in a different direction and followed him. I didn't really get why I was following him. It could possibly have something to do with the fact that he was crawling through my mind.

"Talking with an evil hybrid, what fun" I said, making my voice sound as fake as possible. I wanted to know what he was after and what it could possibly have to do this graveyard.

"I wanted to know if there is anything you regret and that you want to confess before you die." Now this took me by surprise but I clearly wasn't that stupid. I mean, I don't want to sound like a like a bitch or anything but really? This is the same person would had drawn me romantic pictures and gave me dresses, as if he'd kill me. I've seen him try to kill me and look how that worked out.

"Are you trying to make me feel guilty and threaten me at the same time, wow Klaus, I think you're losing your touch"

To be continued...
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