Undefined/Defined

Defined

Getting up, Klaus walked over to you, "Y/N calm down ...Diego didn't mean it..it's not embarrassing" he said with a chuckle.

"No it is..this is probably the most embarrassing thing that could ever happen to me...much worse than the time I had to explain why I flushed my own earrings down to the toilet.."
"Wait...What?"
"Yeah..I was soo baked, I thought the toilet was the drawer" you said, with your hands on your hips.
"I still don't understand what's going on here.." Luther asked, once more with desperation.

You sighed, "I'm afraid I won't be the one to answer that Luther..I'm sorry but I gotta go" putting on your jacket, you were dying to make a run for it. Perhaps you were sober enough to finally feel a sense of embarrassment.
"Y/N..." Klaus walked after you,
"It's okay Klaus..you have something to do..I'm sorry..." you said, throwing a glimpse at him one last time before heading out the door.
Klaus sighed.
"Never thought you two would ever..you know.." Diego muttered behind him.
This time it was Luther's jaw that dropped,

"Wait ..that's what they were doing?"

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You slapped your own face several times as you walked. You had never felt this embarrassed, or so you thought. Normally you wouldn't consider something in the likes of this embarrassing. Then why now?

Footsteps clicking on the pavement, you wished all this was a dream. Slowing down, you took back that wish. Frankly, you did not want to forget. Especially not what happened earlier.


"Hey Y/N!"

You looked up, halting in front of a burly man you knew well. With an expression that always seemed cross, he certainly looked intimidating.

"Big Joe!" You smiled, "Whats uuup?...Look...if you're wondering whether I'll be making a purchase today...then I guess I have to pass-"


"Well it doesn't matter cause you owe me money.." Big Joe replied menacingly, looking down at you. Your face turned serious.
"What? No...I already paid you up front last time. You know I always pay up front. I may be a junkie but I never owe anyone money" you said, watching two other men walk over to him.
"Well...I ain't leaving till you give me what you owe me"
"Well then I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but I don't have any money right now. Plus I don't owe you anything" you replied bravely, only to regret it soon after when Big Joe grabbed you by your T-shirt collar.
"What? You're gonna beat me up then Big Joe?" You snarled. He shook his head.
"Nah...but they will" he said, as the two men surrounded you. You sighed.
"Ahh shit"
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Ever since you left, Klaus felt uneasy with the way things were between the two of you. So it was no surprise why he seemed so irritating to both Diego and Luther when they were off looking for Number Five. Unfortunately, unable to find him, the three of them returned back to the Academy. They assumed his irritation was due to the lack of drugs in his system , when it actually was mere impatience to find you.

"I still don't understand why you needed me to come..." he snapped, getting out the truck.

"This is our brother Klaus...don't you care at all?" Luther looked at him from the window. With a Klaus turned, walking towards the door. Squinting his eyes, he opened them wide again, unable to fathom what he just saw.

"Y/N?" His voice was meek.

Leaning against the door, you sat there, breathing heavily. Slowly opening your eyes, you felt a sense of relief by the sight of Klaus.

"Hey..." your voice sounded throaty, "I'm sorry...I had no choice ..."

Running over to you, Klaus sat in front of you, looking closer to find your lips bloody with a deep cut, purple eye and from your crouched position, a possible beating to the stomach.