PROLOGUE

She couldn't think of anything better than locking herself up in the room and not talking to anybody. Caroline was tired of Elena and her problems.

Yes, she was her friend and she loved her, but lately with her humanity switched off, she became smaller version of Katherine. It meant she was beyond annoying, bitchy and thought that it was really funny.

Gilbert actually accused her of having dirty thoughts about Klaus, which was insane, right?

Well, of course, she did have some dreams about him, but it was a normal, teenager thing. It wasn't like she was screaming his name while having sex with her boyfriend, Tyler. She didn't even think of him in the normal, relationship way.

Could he ever be normal? Could he ever exist without killing and acting like a king of the whole universe?

He thought he was indestructible when her friends used to finding new ways to kill him, and they practically always succeeded.

But maybe he was what she needed? Someone finally was interested in her because of her. She was done with feeling insecure or being not enough.

It wasn't easy to love her.

And she thought that maybe he did.

I know that you're in love with me. And anyone capable of love is capable of being saved.

These words were her words and they wouldn't leave her head. She kept reminding how his blood tasted. Obviously better than any human blood she ever drank. Caroline remembered what Stefan said about blood-sharing – kinda intimate.

Well, she felt awkward around him, nervous but she hide it behind a mask of fury and anger. She tried so hard to hate him. But somehow she couldn't. All she could do was convince herself that she did.

But who was she trying to convince more? Tyler or herself?

Caroline Forbes sighed deeply as she sat on her bed. She was about to call her boyfriend like she did every evening, but today she didn't feel like doing it.

Instead, she lied on a bed and cuddled with her favorite mushy pillow. Her mum always wanted to throw it out, but she was so attached to it.

Suddenly, she felt like she wanted to cry. Her best friend almost succeeded in killing her, her boyfriend left, her mother was hurt, and the only person she could talk to was Stefan, who was getting himself into "Elena hurricane" again.

She was left alone with her thoughts as she became angry. At Tyler, Elena, Klaus. At everyone, because of everything. She was genuinely tired of keeping emotions locked inside, of being the good girl and mostly of being a good friend, which wasn't turning out so well.

Caroline closed her eyes and let herself drive away to the dreamworld again, hoping that she might dream about something or somebody that will make her smile.


After that night, he remembered that he hadn't had sex for a long time now. He was so caught up in doppelganger thing, getting his family together and mostly in certain blonde vampire, about whom he shouldn't be thinking right now.

He couldn't humiliate her like that. After all a girl that she hated just left his bed. He didn't knew much, but Caroline's relation with Hayley was based on true hatred and jealousy about Tyler.

He should be running after him, but he decided he had better things to do. Well, maybe getting informations out of the she wolf that way wasn't the smartest move, but why not combine business with pleasure?

His phone rang as he was lying in his bed. Above his dark wooden bed, there were hanging various love letters from his victims. He enjoyed reading them all over again, that would never get boring.

He frowned when he saw who's calling.

"Hello, mate. Missing me already?" He heard a growl, which made him grin. He used to consider Stefan as his almost friend after '20, but for now, he was trying not to hate him as much as younger Salvatore hated him.

"I'm sure you're pretty busy, so I'll go straight to the point. I think Silas is in town, so we need to cooperate. We both know that you're as much afraid as we are, so just be at my house in the morning." Before he could ask him what did he meant with the first busy part, Stefan hang up.

Looks like he didn't get to relax after all.


She couldn't believe in what she was hearing. That was ridiculous. Klaus would never sleep with her, wouldn't he?

She caught herself wishing that Stefan was joking but his face expression was deadly serious as he repeated everything Rebekah told him. Caroline was frozen in place, her mouth opened in shock.

She just nodded when he said that he's heading to Bonnie's as he wanted to do the tracking spell. Elena was in New York with Damon, Klaus slept with Hayley. So many things happened last night, that made her want to puke. She was never very fond of Damon and his ways to help her friend, and she was never really fond of the she wolf. After all, she was the one who betrayed them, snapped her neck and fell in love with her boyfriend.

She growled as she started to clean up Salvatore's mansion. It was truly destroyed. Various colours of cups after beer were all around the house with bunch of other garbage. She took the first cup she was going to throw into the plastic bag, but it had still some leftover alcohol in it, so she simply drank it.

Suddenly she heard somebody entering the room. She knew perfectly who it was, but she was so disguised by the news she heard earlier, she didn't even look at him.

He walked casually, his hands tangled behind his back.

"Desperate times, I take it." His low voice rang very loudly in her head.

"What are you doing here?" She tried to sound as harsh as she could.

"Not judging you, for starters. Although, if you are determined to get drunk, then perhaps I might recommend something a little more sanitary." He smiled as she finally gazed at him, drinking another cup of leftovers. "Well then, you showed me."

"Shouldn't you be out chasing Tyler to the ends of the earth? Or, there's still some hopes and dreams you wanna crush around here?"

"Depends. Do you happen to know where the young Brutus is?" He walked towards her with a smirk on his face.

Obviously, he had to get closer to her. He shouldn't feel any guilt, should he? Then why he did? The moment her familiar face went into his view, he regretted sleeping with the wolf, even if it was meaningless.

"I know where he's not; with me. He gave Matt the deed to the house, so he's gone for good."

"Tyler made it his life's mission to kill me. You can't hate me for driving him away."

"Oh! I can and I do. If you don't mind I'd like to get back to spirling, so go away."

This time it hurt. He felt hurt. Her words were so confident, full of anger and rage as she sounded very convincingly.

She wanted to hit him, to hurt him. After everything he has done, he deserved it. Not only for sending Tyler away, chasing Elena or killing a lot of her friends, but also for the thing he had done the other day.

"You really think that I've came here just to chit-chat with you?" He responded with annoyance in his voice. She was driving him insane in every possible way, not only positive.

"Well, I don't. I think that you shouldn't be here at all." Klaus looked at her questioningly, but he already knew what she was thinking about. "You had a guest for a whole night. You should be with her, enjoying your moment of freedom, because when Silas will come around, he'll beat your original, british ass, so you and Hayley won't have time to do the walk of shame anymore."

"And why do you care?"

He hit her sensitive spot. Why was she angry and why was she care? She tried to convince herself that it wasn't because of Klaus, but because of her. She was the one that she hated the most.

He glared at her, trying to read something from her face, but she was good at hiding things, even though she was a terrible liar.

"I don't." Her answer was simple, yet so complicated. Both of them heard a slight of doubt in her words.

He frowned as she went back to cleaning the house, ignoring his presence.

"I can see that, lov-"

"Don't love me, Klaus. How many times you called her that?" She interrupted him angrily. "Oh love, harder. Love, love, love!" Caroline imitated his voice as she wanted to exhibit the scene of him with Hayley in bed. "So your trick with paintings and sensitive soul finally worked, huh? I have to say, I'm not surprised. She was ready to jump Tyler in the bed even when I was in the same room."

Stupid girl, she only made it worse. She growled as he took her by neck and pinned her to the wall with vampire speed. He held her like this tightening his grip. She choked, but didn't fight back. When he saw tears forming in her eyes, he realized what he has done.

He released her and she started to cough, trying to take a breath. He thought she'll say something to make him even more angry, but suddenly she fell on her knees and started crying loudly.

He stood there, not knowing what he should do.

"You're a monster." She yelled, tears streaming down her rose cheeks. "Bring me Tyler back. Just anyone!" Caroline cried. She had nobody. She was left alone. He clenched his jaw at her words.

He hurt her. He hurt the last person he wanted to. He never intended to. But it happened. He was so focused on getting revenge, that he forgot about her, his weakness.

She was still crying as she felt strong arms wrapping around her. She didn't want him to hug her or to comfort her. She just wanted him gone.

Blonde hit his thorax with her fists, but she stopped as soon as he tightened his grip around her and realized that it didn't even hurt him.

She surrendered. She let his arms held her firm against his body. And it felt good.


HELLO! So, that's my new story. It was going to be one-shot, but then I've came up with something that is good for a full-length story. Hope you will like it. This is more like prologue, so I'm sorry if it's too short. I'll try to fix that after I'll update "Hypnotized". It's also Klaroline but AU/AH so check that out too! Sorry for any mistakes.

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xoxo, Charlotte.