Today wasn't what she expected. Claire wasn't expecting to wake up today, have to meet her ex-fiancee and his daughter, have her children behave just like him, have them practically threaten his daughter, but hey, life couldn't get any crazier.
It was late that day and Claire was still in her office sorting all of Hope Mikaelson's paperwork. Staring at the pages, Claire couldn't help but think how much things had changed throughout these years. She thought back to the very first day the Mikaelson's decided to show.
Claire, Bonnie, Elena, and Stefan sat in Alaric's classroom, waiting for the history teacher to show up and begin teaching. This was the first day Elena had been back in school since she was kidnapped by Rose and Trevor, and Claire was being her usual self by making sure that Elena was doing okay. Those who knew the young teenager, all knew that she was the mother hen from the scooby gang. This meant that she took care of everyone and made sure that there was enough love to go around. Claire hated that her friends and twin were in constant danger but what could she do? A mere human? So the only thing Claire could do was make sure that everyone was okay and if they needed someone to talk too without being judged then she made it her job to do so.
"So they just gave you their house?" Claire asked, amazed that the Salvatore brothers would do something so umm, not normal. The doppelgänger just had finished explaining to the eldest Forbes daughter about the Salvatore's lates development in the 'Elena Protection Plan'.
Elena nodded, "my own personal safe house," she replied with a slight smile.
Claire scrunched up her nose, "good thing you don't have to clean it," her body shook as she imagined how long it would take her, a human to clean that huge house all by herself. Bonnie and Elena looked at Claire before they laughed.
"Hello class," Alaric- who was really their enemy Klaus in disguise, spoke entering the classroom. All of a sudden, Alaric stopped and stared down at the blonde human. An overwhelmed feeling made his heart sir as he faced her. To him, she was a Goddess among the humans, unworthy of them.
Claire gave him her usual smile- a smile that left many falling in love with her. "Are you okay Mr. Saltzman?" even her voice was heavenly, Klaus thought. Shaking his head when he realized that he was staring at her for a while. "I-I'm okay," he smiled at her, yet Claire's smile fell turning into a frown. She knew Alaric and he was behaving different. But she couldn't question him in front of the others student, so she just nodded and kept her questions to her self. Claire decided that she would have to talk to him after class just to make sure he was alright.
When the bell rang, the students grabbed their things and headed towards the door. However, it was Claire who stayed behind letting her friends know that she was going to talk to Alaric about something. They didn't think nothing of it, Claire would stay for a few minutes after class to talk to Alaric and made sure if he was okay.
Noticing that the beautiful girl wasn't leaving, Klaus that was in her teacher's body became a little nervous-- not that he would admit it to anyone. "Can I help you?" he asked, trying to make himself not seem confused or nervous.
Hearing his tone, Claire furrowed her brows. "Alaric are you truly okay?" she asked, softly walking towards him as he sat down on his chair.
Seeing that she was making her way towards him, Klaus sat straight instantly. "Of course, why wouldn't I be, love?" Klaus kicked himself for messing up, though he blamed it on the goddess in front of him. She was absolutely breathtaking. Gorgeous. Perfect, that it wasn't a surprised that he made a mistake in front of her.
Claire didn't remove her eyes away from the man in front of her, which made Klaus' body heat up under her intense gaze. Everything about her just made him feel a certain way and he didn't like it... well not really.
Finaly, Claire sighed and then did something that made Klaus flinched away. Claire grabbed his hand and held it, even when she felt him flinch. Her eyes were showing pity in which Klaus didn't understand why. "Is this about Jenna?" she questioned softly, not wanting to upset him in any way.
Klaus stared at her confused for a split second before his mind regirsted why she was asking. Right, Jenna was this person's girlfriend or something like that. "Don't be sad, Ric. I'm sure, she'll come around. You'll see." she gave him a bright smile-- a smile that made his heart skip a beat.
Without realizing it, Klaus squeezed her hand and gave her a soft smile. "Thank you, love."
Claire was brought out of her thoughts when she heard a knock on her door. She looked at her door and sighed. "Come in," she said, but then quickly regretted it. Standing in front of her was the man she was thinking off. Talk about the devil and he shall appear.
"What do you want?" Claire groaned, throwing her head back in annoyance. She heard him snicker as he walked towards her. Klaus went to sit down in the chair he was earlier that day. He took a look at her before opening his mouth to her dismay. "I must say, today was interesting. I heard that teenagers are very tricky to handle," he said, and Claire glared at his sarcastic tone.
"Fuck off, Niklaus. I'm not in the mood right now." Claire snapped, not wanting to deal with him right now or anytime soon.
Niklaus almost laughed at her but held it back, knowing that a moody Claire wasn't easy to handle. Although she was all about sunshine and rainbow, Moody Claire was a bitch-- meaner than the she-devil Katherine. Niklaus raised his hands in surrender, his usual smirk on his face. "I'm just saying, I know how you feel, love."
She really wanted to punch him. Well more than punching him, more like tearing him apart from the inside and out, but sadly she knew she couldn't. Claire was better than that, well at least that's what she keeps on telling her self. "Do you need anything in particular or are you here to waste my time?"
Niklaus frowned at her hostile tone, yet he should have seen it coming. He hurt her when she was the only person in the world who never turned her back on him. She never lied to him or done anything that harmed him in any way. Ever since the begining, she was the only one who tried to befriend the lonely Original and didn't try to kill him. For fuck sakes, there were times where she would take him away from a dangerous situation. Claire Forbes was a strange human being, one that stole his heart without having to try.
"Claire," she hated how her body reacted when he said her name. It's been about two decades yet her body craved him. She scowled herself for being weak. "Your children have threaten my child." Claire scoffed at his comment. Only if he knew the truth. If only he knew that it was nothing more than a sibling feud.
Her crystal eyes locked with his ocean ones. "Teenagers are very tricky to handle, love" she used his own words against him.
Niklaus frowned, "don't mock me."
Claire rolled her eyes, "yet when you mock the world, you think it's hilarious but when it mocks you back you think it's cruel."
He narrowed his eyes at him, not liking this Claire. He prefers his sunshine and rainbow Claire. "I'm serious Claire. Control your children. Especially the girl."
Oh, he shouldn't have said that. He should have kept his mouth closed and left. Klaus had never seen Claire look that way, her eyes were narrowed, rigid, cold, and hard. The girl who laughed often, the one who was everyone's friend had developed a hardness. And in that moment, Klaus knew he fucked up. "Don't talk about my children as if they're some kind of wild animals. I do not control them. They do not need to be control."
Klaus clenched his jaw and bit his tongue. His fist tigtened as he stared at Claire. "And as for my daughter, she will do as she pleases and no one, and I mean no one will tell her otherwise."
He waited for a second, giving her time so she can calm down. He knew that when dealing with a mother, he needed to be cautious. Especially one who was overly protective. He learned that much when he witness how Hayley was around their daughter Hope.
Taking a deep breath, "look, Claire, all I'm saying is that if you don't control your kids--" he stopped when she clicked her tongue. She have him a nasty scowl, the same one Lottie had given him earlier that day.
"If you came here to tell me how to raise my children, I suggest you go back to the place you came from, Niklaus. I don't give a damn who you think you are or what kind of relationship we had in the past, but if you think for a second that I'm going let you come in here and tell me how to raise MY kids, lecture me on how to discipline MY kids, tell me what I should or should not do to MY kid, or give me any adive on how to handle my children then you have another thing coming, Niklaus."
She stood up, making Klaus stiffen yet he stayed put. "Leave, Niklaus before this little chat turns for the worse."
Klaus stood up, his eyes stared at her. His eyes mirrowed hers. Yet his held longing and saddness. He didn't mean for this to happened, he only wanted to come here and have a chat with her. Klaus used the excuse of her children so that he could talk to her, fully knowing that she wouldn't want anything to do with him. And yet he messed it up. He should have known better than threatening someone's children. He understood why she was acting like this. Hell, he would have killed the person who dare speak to him the way he was speaking to her.
Klaus couldn't help but feel a slight happiness. Even when she wanted to hurt him, she wouldn't. Perhaps there's still hope he thinks. But for right now, he knew that he had to leave her before he fucks it up even more.
Without saying anything, Klaus stood up and walked towards the door but stopped when he heard her words. Those words felt as if they held his heart and squeezed painfully. "Don't come near me or my children. If you have to talk to speak to me, it better have to do with Hope's schooling other than that, don't bother."
Klaus gripped the doorknob, almost breaking it into pieces. He slammed the door behind him, making the walls shake. Watching him leave once more, Claire's body trembled with saddness amd anger. "You bloody idiot," she whispered, wiping away the single tear that fell from her face.