The Vampire Diaries Imagines 2

236 » klaus

why are you guys so obsessed with klaus and angst tbh this is like the millionth imagine that involves klaus and unhealthy relationships ((it's okay tho i love writing angst)) ++ omg my arms idek i kept writing so fast and flailing my arms over the keyboard and now they hurt damn i need a break

so, there's angst and violence and stuff, read carefully if you feel the need to ((: also i just want to say that if you're in a relationship like this, you shouldn't stay with him and you deserve so much better and all the happiness and love in the world,, but i made y/n stay with klaus in this imagine because i wanted to. deal with it.

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Imagine that you and Klaus have an unhealthy relationship that you just can't walk away from // Based on Love the Way You Lie by Eminem ft. Rihanna

  "Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie."

  Tears fell down on your cheeks, as you rested your back against the bathroom door, your trembling hands pushing through your hair while your eyes were blurry with more and more tears that continued to flood out in an endless loop. You could hear footsteps outside the bathroom, so you quickly glanced up to make sure the door was locked, and a sigh of relief rolled off of your wobbling bottom lip when you understood that no one could get inside.

  A loud knock on the door startled you, and you crawled backwards in the rather large bathroom, finding comfort against the cold wall on the opposite side of the room, as far from the door as only possible. You wrapped your arms around your legs, and licked your lips swiftly, tasting the salty tears on the tip of your tongue while your hand went to wipe your eyes. You tried to mentally prepare yourself for what was about to come, knowing very well that you couldn't hide in the room forever. Although, it was a tempting thought.

  "Love", a gruff voice spoke from the other side of the door, clearly displeased with your way to lock the door to stop him from coming in, but it was his own fault, at least mostly. "Please open the door", Klaus continued, sighing heavily, trying to sound compassionate and apologetic and you couldn't hold back a laughter. You could tell it was fake. Or if it wasn't, then at least the kindness wouldn't hold up for too long. This was how it always went - he was sorry after a big fight, and although you wanted to put an end to this madness, you couldn't.

  You never found the strength to say no. Perhaps you were scared. Perhaps you still loved him and clung onto the shreds of hope. Whatever the reason was, you eventually got up from the floor, and unlocked the door to face Klaus with your sad eyes, a heartbroken look painted on your face. Klaus tried to find some kind of emotion within himself, you could tell from the expression twisting his features, that he wanted to feel some kind of remorse, but he didn't. He was cold, evil and that was a fact, not an opinion.

  And, also the reason why he just stared at you cry in front of him. He didn't wrap his arms around you, close you in a soft embrace or apologize, only so you could say you owed an apology too, and then kiss him - like normal couples did. But you weren't normal, were you? If anything, you were a mess, a tragedy, the twisted reflection of a healthy relationship. You were far past the point where you even expected him to be all loving and fond towards you - he didn't do that anymore - but the thought made you smile weakly and faintly as you shyly looked up to his eyes.

  All your gaze met, was an ice cold stare, as if he was wishing for you to walk out of his life. But, maybe he was just as addicted as you, and unable to let you go. So, he tried his best, and stuttered out a rather insincere, "I love you", and all you could do, was nod and smile, liking to think he meant it.