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he swears to god it wasn't him, but his father, his father thought it was him and Klaus is nothing more than just a family disappointment. his father will never, ever, ever think that the drugs were not his this time
"it's not mine. i swear to god father it was not mine "Klaus said, terrified voice shaking as he looked at his father, eyes red from crying because it's not his this time. he doesn't know who owns the weed. doesn't know, he doesn't know. all that he knows is that it's not his drugs.
"don't do this number four. everybody knows you're the one who uses these drugs" his father said, voice cold and Klaus trembles because he knows, he knows, he knows that his father will never ever believe him. not after he had lied for so many times
"father i swear to god it's not mine" Klaus still tried to defend himself but he knows the moment he sees his father's eyes that his father will never believe him.
"you know what is means number four" his father said and Klaus trembles, fear shooting up to his spine because he knows what will happen next. the mausoleum. "you will be put in the mausoleum" He can only sob, eyes leaking tears because he knows no matter how much he tries to defend itself, his father will never believed in him so he just nodded.
he should have just pretend that it was his because he knows he was still have the same punishment because his father never believed him so why start now. Klaus can only cry as his father nodded and he knows he's just going to be waiting for his father to throw him in the mausoleum again
it was only after one day that his father called him from his room and Klaus trembles in fear as he walks to his death. it feels likes like that, maybe it really is. he knows he cant spend that much time on the mausoleum anymore because he will lose his mind. the mausoleum ghosts are harsh, loud, brash and oh so terribly angry and Klaus fears them.
he fears the mausoleum and he can only do nothing but the stand in front of his father's table as his father waited for him to stop crying. his father grabbed his wrist, pulling him towers a mausoleum as klaus tries to fight, fight back But he can't he can't and he can only sob harder as his father threw him inside the mausoleum
It must have been hours,days, months or even years. Klaus doesn't really know. time doesn't work the same way inside the mausoleum that it does outside, everything blendsss together, everything just makes no sense and the time never existed because the mausoleum is always so cold, and so dark and Klaus is left alone inside with nothing, nothing but his mind and his ghost and he breaks and he sobs
but he still can't get out. its just over a weed, his father threw him back into the mausoleum because of weed. It was only after he went out of the mausoleum did he know who owned the weed. it was Luther, Reginald's prodigal son who owned the drugs and Klaus paid the price for his crimes
he kept quiet because he knows he know nobody will believe him. noobody will believe that it is not his and it is number one's drugs
because number one is number one
nobody would believe him he will be left looking like a liar so he just kept quiet and moved on.