First Fan Fiction, please be gentle while you break me in!
"My best friend tried to kill my mother, then me. How do you think I'm feeling Damon?!" Caroline yelled at the stoic vampire standing on her front porch.
He took a deep breath, taking a step towards the angry baby vampire, his eyes rolling. "Barbie, she's turned it all off. Her humanity is gone. We expect her to act out."
Her fury was immediate. Her eyes darkened, the veins writhing as her vampire side took centre stage. "So basically you don't care who she hurts! Even if it is me, and my family!" she hissed at him, pushing him up against the doorframe.
"Jesus, don't be so dramatic. It's not like she caused any permanent damage, Blondie." He responded harshly, pushing her away from him with ease.
"Permanent damage? She almost killed my MUM, Damon!" she screamed, barring her fangs at him once more.
The older Salvatore's only response was to raise his eyebrow sarcastically, roll his eyes and head towards the porch steps, and back to his waiting car.
"Don't you dare walk away from me, Damon!" Caroline yelled before flashing in between him and his car door.
"Or what? Go annoy someone else with your dramatics. Oh here's an idea! How about you call Klaus and you can have a pity party. I'm sure he wouldn't mind spending time with you while you vent some of your anger." He sneered suggestively, pushing her aside.
Having nothing to say in response, Caroline let him push past her to climb into the idling car, still in shock that he was continuing to be so rude and dismissive of her.
"Now if you would excuse me, I have someone worthy of my time, waiting for me at home." Damon shot, slamming the car door and tearing out onto the street.
Holding back tears that threatened to spill from her burning eyes, Caroline hurried inside and up to her room, slamming the bedroom door before launching herself onto the bed. Within moments tears where streaming down her face and she was sobbing into her pillow. Why was it always Elena? No one ever cared about Caroline – it was always about her best friend.
Anger once again took over her pain and Caroline rolled off the bed and stormed over to the photo frames perched on the shelf above her dresser. They were all of Elena, Bonnie and herself. Laughing, smiling and being silly. A moment of time captured on a small piece of card, before supernatural beings changed their lives. Before everything got so hard.
Emotions boiling over, she snatched up the first frame and launched it against the opposite wall, the sound of shattering glass mimicking that of her undead heart. When Damon compelled her and used her. SMASH. Jules torturing her. SMASH. Her father trying to fix her. SMASH. Katherine for turning her. SMASH. Alaric for gagging her with a vervain rag and staking her to the desk with pencils. SMASH. Tyler for cheating on her with a were slut!
With a sweep of her hand she sent the remaining pictures clattering to the floor, sending more glass dancing across the floorboards. A sob forced its way out of her raw throat, and Caroline sank to her knees, uncaring of the sharp edges of the glass cutting into her legs. The pain was a reprieve from the numbness she had begun to feel.
"Sweetheart, are you okay?" came a husky voice from the window.
Caroline didn't have to turn to know who it was. It wasn't the accent that gave it away, or the use of the pet name he only had for her. It was the genuine concern that laced his words that betrayed his identity. The only person who actually cared.
Glancing up at him, watching as his cerulean eyes wandered over the destroyed photos; the broken glass littering the floor; the blood seeping through her torn jeans; before they returned to her tear stained face. She didn't care how her mascara was probably running down her face, or how her eyes and cheeks got red and puffy whenever she cried. All that mattered was that he was standing in her bedroom, checking up on her.
"Caroline? Love, you're bleeding." He murmured, slowly approaching her.
Klaus' voice broke through her stillness, reminding her that she was indeed still kneeling in glass. With her attention now focused on the glass in her legs, the pain was pushed to the forefront of her mind, and she winced in pain as she rocked back onto her heels.
"I'm sorry." Caroline whispered as she pulled herself together, wiping her cheeks roughly and standing again.
"Love, there is no need for you to be sorry. You have done nothing to be sorry about. If anyone should be apologising it should be the doppelganger." He cursed, anger turning his words cold and harsh.
"She hurt me. Not just tonight. Ever since we were kids. It was always about her. Elena this, Elena that. I've done everything to keep her safe, and like everyone else I put her first." Caroline vented, forcefully brushing the glass from her knees before sitting on the edge of her bed. She could feel her skin knit together almost instantly.
A moment later the bed dipped, Klaus taking the vacant space next to the baby vampire, so close their legs brushed and Caroline could feel the body heat radiating off him in comforting waves. Part of her wanted to reach over and bury her face into his shoulder and let all the pain and anger out in another cascade of hot tears. The other part of Caroline, the sensible part, told her that the Original Hybrid wasn't the ideal person to get close too. She was already fighting off his advances, and burying her continually building feelings for him. She needn't take another step in the direction of being completely at ease in his presence. She was already on dangerous ground, considering him a friend when he was supposed to be the enemy.
Klaus turned to meet her eyes, a sad understanding smile showing her a glimpse of the humanity he always kept carefully hidden. Their eyes held for a long moment, and Caroline began cataloguing as many of the emotions dancing across his face as she could while his guard was down. Many of them she wasn't able to name – but her heart swelled at the knowledge that he, the Big Bad of Mystic Falls, truly cared for her.
The silence stretched between them as they continued to gaze at each other. It felt like a lifetime later that Caroline broke it.
"You probably think I'm some silly high school girl, bursting into tears at the smallest bump in the road." She laughed, nervously biting her lip as she surveyed the damage to her bedroom.
"I happen to know that you don't just 'burst into tears', love. You are a beautiful, strong young woman. And you deserve to be someone's first choice. You deserve to be happy. I myself do not understand how everyone can be so moronic, to not put something as precious and captivating as you at the top of their list." He whispered softly, shaking his head in disbelief.
Caroline laughed breathlessly, trying to squash the butterflies that had begun to flutter about her stomach at his words. "Well, welcome to Mystic Falls, Klaus. I'm practically invisible."
He responded with a soft bark of laughter, shaking his head again before catching her blue eyes with his own.
"You are far from invisible, Caroline. Why do you stay? There's a whole world out there for you to see. What is there keeping you here?" questioned the hybrid, shifting his body closer still until they were pressed together, from the knee to their thighs. His touch burning into her. "Why stay in a town that holds nothing for you except pain and suffering?"
Caroline's forehead crinkled in thought, and she began chewing on her lower lip when she realised she didn't have an answer to his question.
Sensing her sudden confusion, Klaus let out a deep sigh before rising to his feet. "I will leave you to your thoughts, sweetheart." He said, casually making his way back to her open window without a backwards glance at the very young vampire.
"Klaus?" Caroline whispered softly, tucking a curl behind her ear.
He turned at the sound of her voice, his eyebrows rising slightly in question.
"Thank you. For checking on me." She managed, refusing to meet his eyes as a million different emotions and thoughts tumbled through her head, each more confusing than the last.
The signature Klaus smirk tugged at his lips as he found himself on familiar ground once again. "You're welcome, love. Sweet dreams." He replied.
A second later a small gust of air blew against Caroline's flushed face. He was gone.
"Sweet dreams Klaus." She breathed, watching the cool draught of wind send her curtains swaying softly.
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