CH. 37

                                    

                                          
THIRTY SEVEN:
                          
Saturday, October 15th
1:30 AM
                          
"This year has been crazy," Ethan sighed, taking a sip of his beer.
                          
"This has been the craziest year of my life. You don't know the half of it," I said, resting my head on his shoulder now. We were the only two left at the bonfire out back of my mom and Mark's LA mansion.
                          
"I've only known you for a year. It feels like a lifetime," he commented.
                          
"Wow. I can't tell if the year was slow or long now... I've been through so much."
                          
"We met a year ago. You were pregnant. I almost forget that sometimes."
                          
I frowned, sitting up. "A year ago exactly I had just found out I was pregnant. My baby would've been what? Five months now? Oh, god... I shouldn't even think about it. I don't want to be upset right now," I laughed uneasily.
                          
"Do you ever think about it? Or talk about it? Not healthy to keep it all in, Dani."
                          
"I've talked about my pain. A bunch of times with Klaus. Doesn't undo anything. It doesn't remotely make me feel better. Hell, with everything Klaus is going through now... I don't know if he'll ever want kids with me."
                          
"What do you mean?"
                          
"I can't explain it. You wouldn't understand."
                          
"Help me understand," Ethan said. I put down my beer and turned on the outdoor loveseat to face him. My legs crossing under me. Ethan's blue eyes stared at me with curiosity and hopefulness. He wanted me to confide in him. 
                          
But did I trust him? I mean, yeah... But to an extent. Could I really tell someone Klaus' secret? About vampires and witches, and werewolves. About curses. I bit my lip as I nodded to myself. If I was ever going to share this with anyone it should be Ethan. Unlike Brooke he wasn't likely to accidentally let a secret, especially a huge one slip. Maybe it would feel good to have someone to talk to. You know, someone normal. Outside of New Orleans. I could tell my best friend my point of view on things. And he already knew me well. He'd understand me.
                          
"Klaus has a dark secret," I stated.
                          
"Go figure. He's got daddy and mommy issues. Stupid enough to leave you. He's hurt you more times—"
                          
"Ethan, I'm not going to tell you if you're going to act like this. I've made my final decision. I want to spend my life with him. Through the good and bad times. I'm not perfect either."
                          
"I'm sorry. You can talk to me."
                          
"You have to promise not to freak out or tell anyone."
                          
"I swear," he said, grabbing one of my hands as he turned to face me directly. He looked concerned now, but that was good. He was taking this more seriously.
                          
"Klaus is a vampire," I whispered.
                          
***
                          
Saturday, October 15th
2:10 PM
                          
"Hi, love," Klaus answered the phone. I smiled on the other line. It's only been a day now but I missed him already.
                          
"Hey, baby."
                          
"You said you'd call me first thing in the morning. I know there's a time difference but it's four pm here. Aren't you only two hours behind?" He asked. I called him yesterday when I got off the plane. That was about 24 hours ago. We talked for a little and I told I'd call him in the morning. Only I slept in today.
                          
"I woke up like half an hour ago. I was up late last night talking to Ethan. We were only talking though. Nothing happened—"
                          
Klaus chuckling cut me off from over explaining myself. "I trust you," he said, shocking me just a little. It's not that I thought he didn't trust me. I was just surprised that he wasn't bothering to have me reassure him like usual. "You sound guilty though."