Having the perfect life has always been Caroline's dream. Own a home, marry the man of her dreams, work in the profession that she desired, and start to build her family. She imagined herself on a Saturday night, sitting in the living room, having a movie set up and just relax with the people she loves. That was her dream, that was what she wanted ever since she was a little girl and she had her weekly family nights. See her parents be happy for so many years and then…BAMM! It all went into flames. Her father moved away, professed his love for his best friend Stephen and left her mom heartbroken. She vowed to herself that when she met the love of her life, she would try to make it work at any costs and not let any significant detail deteriorate their love.
Her parents are friends now; love each other but in a platonic way. She believes in fairytales. She believes that she can have a happily ever after. Something that her mom once had and was taken away from her. What was odd was that she didn't feel those sparks ignite when she met her husband; what she felt burned inside her, but it was far from being love.
Klaus Mikaelson.
Known troublemaker and popular with the ladies. He was obnoxious, irritating, arrogant, and the list goes on and on and on. His quest to get Caroline was only a quest, as to what Caroline believed and what he made her believe. What she didn't realize then was that he was enticed by her, everything she did, everything she said made him smile and feel genuine happiness. He did love to make her squirm and play with her, but it was all games; his real goal was to have her and be able to call her his.
One day Caroline was walking towards her car in the school's parking lot, after a long student council meeting, and she noticed someone sitting on the bench close to her car. It was raining and dark, she didn't notice who it was until she got close enough. Once she realized it was the guy that kept harassing her, she rolled her eyes and kept on walking until she reached her car. Klaus just glanced at her but didn't make one remark nor did he try anything, he just kept still, sitting, phone in hand, and watching photo after photo.
Caroline found it weird that he was so quiet and still that she couldn't help herself but ask. "What are you doing?" Her distaste for the guy going nothing but unnoticed. He ignored her. Caroline laughed sarcastically as she shut her car door and she got closer to the bench. "Now you ignore me? After all these years you finally have nothing to say?" Silence. Klaus just kept staring at his phone. Caroline was now intrigued, she had never seen him so…quiet and dare she say, human?
He was always rowdy and joking around that this threw her off. She decided to take a seat next to him, gaining a better and brief view of his phone. He quickly locked it once she sat down. What Caroline got to see was a photo of his parents. "Klaus?" She tried again; now her voice was calm and sweet. He might have even heard a small hint of wariness.
He cleared his throat and then he turned to look at her. His eyes were puffy red, and he looked devastated. If it hadn't been for the rain she would have noticed that he was crying a long time ago; now she was certain something was wrong. "My parents are dead." He stated.
And ever since then they have been inseparable. Caroline comforted him, invited him to stay with her the night, simply platonic of course, and helped him and his family organize a wake and funeral. She was his rock and his light that came in the most perfect way. They weren't a couple until 5 months after. Caroline wanted to make sure he was okay before even thinking that he would be emotionally available to her. In reality her plan was at least being friends for a year, but Klaus had other plans.
They were watching a movie at her house, home alone as she was already used to. One hand touch inside the popcorn bowl and sparks flew. Caroline shuddered at his touch and immediately took her hand away, she had no idea he was in love with her as well. So, imagine her surprise when he turned to look at her, placed his hand behind her neck and pulled her towards him smashing his lips onto hers. He had been wanting to do this ever since he laid eyes on her, it was everything he imagined. Her lips were soft, and they tasted of salt and butter, because of the popcorn.
That night changed it all and they became the 'it' couple of Mystic High. They became Prom King and Queen. It was a true fairytale for her.
They did come up against some obstacles when she decided to go to Stanford University and he decided he wanted to go to Columbia University for his art program. They were on the brink of splitting up but the love that they had for one another was too strong for them to just throw it away. They compromised and since Caroline was also accepted into Columbia and Klaus didn't have a plan b, she decided to go off to the same university. She was uneasy at first but now she can't think of nothing better than being a Columbia Alumni.
Now she is a Child & Family Attorney and Klaus is a famous artist having his paintings sold for over thousands and sometimes million dollars. He made a name for himself which Caroline was really proud of. Their wedding was even published in the New York Daily, "Niklaus aka Klaus Mikaelson has just married Caroline Forbes, his high school sweetheart" stated the headline.
Caroline was now sitting on her living room sofa, phone in hand as she read the headline "Klaus Mikaelson single?" A blurry picture of him was below showing that he was kissing some chick at one of his gala's. Tears were rolling down her face as her other hand laid on top of her baby bump. She was 7 months pregnant which meant that she couldn't fly to the gala that her husband was hosting in Madrid, Spain. Her heart was racing, and she felt like she couldn't breathe. Was she having a panic attack? She let her phone down and then she stood up, struggled, but nonetheless, stood up. She needed to walk, she needed to do something to calm herself, it was not healthy for her nor for the baby.
A knock on the door helped her mind go at ease, for some reason she let herself believe, for one second, that it was Klaus. He came back and was here to explain everything to her and tell her that it was just a hoax.
She wobbled towards the door, hand on her back, before she opened the door to reveal Elijah, the eldest Mikaelson. Her face fell. "I gather I wasn't the Mikaelson you were expecting to see." He stated. Caroline couldn't hold back her tears any longer, she just let her guard down and collapsed in Elijah's arms.
"Tell me it isn't true." She choked. "Tell me that it is just some pho - some photograph that the paparazzi played with to begin rumors of him. Tell me Lijah!" He just stood there, holding onto his sister-in-law.
"I'm sorry Caroline, I don't have any news of the matter." He replied, though it sounded anything but convincing. She pulled away, her eyes red of anger as tears kept falling from her eyes. She turned around and she walked into her living room again, grabbing her phone and she looked at the photo once more. Her heart hurt; why would he do this?
Elijah closed the door behind him as he let himself in. "Rebekah is on her way from the hospital." Rebekah is another Mikaelson, she's a gynecologist.
"I don't want to see her." She replied. "I don't want to see anyone, I just want to be alone."
"Caroline, you know that that is not what is best for you in these times." Elijah added. "You know you can have complications if you keep stressing over some rumor." Yet, she didn't feel all that convinced again.
She turned to look at him. "Please, I just want to be alone. I feel fine and I will stay calm for the sake of my baby." She gave him a pleading look, but Elijah did not budge, he was under strict orders from Rebekah that he must not leave her alone. "Please, I need this. I don't want to talk, I don't want to see anyone."
He inhaled a breath before he took out his phone. "Very well, I will let you be and I will tell Rebekah to turn the car around."
"Thank you." She offered him a soft smile before he turned to the door and left her alone. Once she was sure he left, she let herself cry. She needed her best friend, not another Mikaelson. She went to her contacts and called the only person that could help her find peace, at least right now. "Bonnie?"
