Hey guys! Welcome to my first ever Fanfiction. I hope you like it and don't hesitate to review! Sorry if it is a bit long, I had to try and fit everything in to this chapter so that it would be easier to just carry on in future chapters.
Caroline's POV
I can feel the life slipping away from me. Tyler told me to trust him, so I will. But, that doesn't mean that I expected him to leave me here with a known psychopath! I know that he is trapped in Elena's house but I have no idea how long that will be up. And now I am alone, with an original vampire, who may, or may not, be in love with me.
Klaus' POV
You would think that when you have been dead for 1000 years, your heart would stop working, so why is it that the look on Caroline's face is causing excruciating pain in my chest. Tyler must think that he is a genius. He must think that I will turn soft and save her life. But he is wrong, and he will learn just what I do when people think they know me when I am released from this Bennett witches cage. This girl is nothing to me, and she never will be. Regardless whether she dies or not, I will get my revenge without a second thought. Her delicate voice breaks me out of my trance.
"If you don't feed me your blood, I'll die" she croaks. I pretend to not have heard her for a while and continue to stare at the other side of the polished wooden doorframe I am leaning against.
"Then you'll die, and Tyler would have learned his lesson the hard way"
"How could you do this to him? To his mom? To me?" My black heart skips a beat as I wonder if she has figured out that I have emotions, strong emotions, and that all of those emotions are for her. Or maybe she was just trying to see if I still had some humanity.
"I'm a thousand years old. Call it boredom." Out of the corner of my eyes I see her piercing blue eyes squint for just a second, out of pain or disbelief, I don't know.
"I don't believe you." She might want to think that she knows me, or that I have even an ounce of humanity, but she is just being naïve.
"Fine. Then maybe it's because I'm pure evil, and I can't help myself." I try.
"It's because you were hurt," I look at her for the first since Tyler left her here, gambling with her life. "which means that there is a part of you that is human." Could she be right? Could there be a part of me that is human? I have already gathered that I have feelings. No, I have done too much to even consider it. I walk over to the sofa that, is now Caroline's future death bed, and sit on the table next to it. I lean in.
"How could you possibly think that?" I question.
"Because I've seen it. Because," she pauses, struggling to breathe now, let alone talk, "I've caught myself wishing that I could forget all of the horrible things that you've done." She says gravely, as if she regrets the outcome of these thoughts, making me realise that it is especially bad for me.
"But you can't. Can you?" I know the answer before I finish the sentence. But, somehow, if in her final moments, I can still see hope in her eyes. I'm not sure whether to be incredibly annoyed or completely enchanted.
"I know that you're in love with me. And anybody capable of love, is capable of being saved." And in that moment, I know for a fact that she is right. I am completely in love with her, even though I know that we could never be together, even if she did fall for me and leave that fool Tyler. I know that this will never happen anyway, so decide to avoid the statement.
"You're hallucinating" I state.
"I guess I'll never know…." She sucks in a breath, as if it was something too far away to reach. She lies almost completely unconscious, struggling with a few more strangled breaths. She looked just like a modern day Sleeping Beauty, graceful and gorgeous, every bodies dream girl. My princess. I snap back to reality.
"Caroline? Caroline?" I call out her name, as if doing so would somehow bring her back to me, each cry becoming more urgent. It is then that I remember that I am the only one in the world that can bring her back to me. The only one that can save her life, and by doing this, mine as well. I stand, lifting Caroline's body up and sitting behind her. I bite my wrist, opening up my veins and force it into Caroline's mouth, watching as she regains her strength with every drop and stroking her beautiful blonde hair. I don't how, and I don't know when, but I will be with her. Tyler may be her first love, but he will die soon, and I will make sure that I am her last. At that, the idiot came running in.
