Warnings - death, abuse, blood, slight ptsd

Klaus Mikaelson and I have been dating for a little under a year and every minute of it has been amazing. He is sweet and he is always considerate about my feelings and he protective but not overprotective, well not until I almost died.

I was walking up the front path of my house when I saw the living room light was on which only meant one thing at this time of night, my dad was past out on the couch, drunk.

I walked inside and saw him lying on the couch with a bottle of whiskey in his hand, thankfully he was unconscious but I knew that wouldn't last so I ran up to my room and locked my door.

I got ready for bed as quietly as I could because I didn't want to wake my father, he was the violent type of drunk.

I got into bed and slowly but surely fell asleep. It wasn't until I heard my father banging on the door that I woke up.

"OPEN THIS DOOR YOU SLUT!"

I got out of bed and put my desk chair in front of my door so he couldn't get in. I underestimated my father, especially since he had a bat.

I picked up my phone and called the one person I knew would help me.

"Love? Are you alright?" Asked Klaus

"My father is drunk and he's trying to get in" I said scared.

"Stay on the phone I'm on my way"

I screamed when my father busted through my door waving his bat around.

"Come here you bitch" he said as he grabbed my hair and threw me against the wall and I dropped my phone.

"Lana? Lana?!" Is what I heard from the phone

"Dad, please stop" I whimpered

"Pathetic child"

My father was walking towards me, I ran out of the room and to the top of the stairs but my father had followed me and pushed me down.

When I reached the bottom the front door bust open and I saw Klaus standing there in the doorway. The only thing was he couldn't get in, he hadn't ever been invited.

"Lana!" He shouted whilst trying to get in.

"Klaus..." I whispered as I lay on the floor looking at him, he looked scared.

The fall down the stairs had left me with a concussion, my vision was blurring and my ears were ringing.

"Lana invite me in" he said

"Who the hell are you?" Asked my father who noticed Klaus standing in the doorway.

"Leave. her. alone" said Klaus who flared his eyes and fangs at my father.

"Klaus..."

"Lana, invite me in, let me help"

"Come.....in" I said before I passed out.

The next thing I knew I was waking up in an unfamiliar room. I sat up and immediately regretted it. I winced in pain as I felt the injury my father had inflicted on me.

"Hey hey, don't, you'll make it worse"

I looked up at where the voice was coming from and saw Klaus, he was sitting on the edge of the bed next to me.

"You came?" I said with tears in my eyes.

"Of course I came, why didn't you tell me about him?"

"I was scared, I guess I've gotten used to it, to him" I said as tears began to fall from my eyes.

Klaus reached up to wipe them away but I flinched, I didn't mean to but I did.

"I'm sorry, I..."

"Its alright, I understand"

I took Klaus's hand worried that he would feel bad about it.

"I'm sorry, I guess my father affected me more than I thought, it's not you, I promise"

I smiled at Klaus through my tears and he smiled back at me.

"What did you do to him? My father?" I asked looking down, I knew Klaus did something.

"I compelled him to stop drinking and to be a better father"

"Seriously? I would've thought you'd killed him"

"I almost did but the Elijah made me realise you'd probably hate me for it so I went for the less painful option"

"I wouldn't have hated you and thank you for not making me an orphan at 20" I said as I smiled at him.

"Good your awake" said Rebekah who walked in.

"Hey Bex"

"You look like hell" she said

"Feel like it too" I said as I smiled.

"Glad your not dead" said Rebekah as she left the room.

Klaus picked up the glass of water from the bedside table but before he gave it to me he bit into his wrist and let some of his blood fall into the water.

"This will help"

I took the glass and drank it, I immediately felt better. Klaus said it would take a while to fully heal me, so it would seem I was spending the day in bed. It was a good thing I had the best boyfriend in the world because he sat next to me and I snuggled into him, we spent most of the day like that and I couldn't be happier.