«Heart of Stone»
A/N: This is my first fanfiction. I have never written a story before, but I've always wanted to try.
This is a Klaroline story, so if you're a Stelena, Delena or Klayley (etc) fan do not read this. This is my version on what could have happend between Klaus and Caroline after she and Tyler broke up. Set after episode 5 in season 5. The story is not complete, I will try to update one or two chapters per week. I have a lot of ideas for the story, but I would love your opinions and suggestions for inspiration. I get a lot of inspiration from music, so I'll have one song for each chapter or scene.
The story is rated M for mature content. Romance, love, smut, language and angst.
Please, tell me what you think...Review. Thank you for reading.
And of course I don't own any of the characters in The Vampire Diaries.
Chapter 1: The Heartbreak
Song: Heart of Stone by Iko
Caroline was lying in her bed back home in Mystic Falls. She needed to get some distance from Whitmore College because it gave her bad memories and constant reminders of her break-up with Tyler. The heartache was still lingering inside her and the pain was unbearable. Tyler was her first true love, how was she ever going to get over him? She couldn't sleep, she had been awake for days and the tears were still falling down her pale face. Even the thought of food made her sick. His words and actions that night came back to her every time she closed her eyes. It was as if the words he had said burned her skin, leaving a huge scar that would never heal.
«Care» he started to say. But before he could say anything more she cut him off; «Wait, I've been thinking about it. And I've decided that I'm not going to have this conversation again. I can't just sit here while I'm waiting for you to come back.»
«I don't want that either» he said.
«Then stay, be the love of my life, just love me more than you hate him» Caroline said starting to feel frustrated all over again, angry and sad. What was this? Why couldn't he just get over the whole Klaus thing, why was revenge more important to him than her?
«I can't Care, I just can't do that»
The words stung like a thousand knives through her heart. Wait, what? Did I hear correct, is he serious? she thought. She wasn't going to let him just walk away like this. Her anger was starting to boil inside her.
«NO,NO,NO,NO...Don't you dare walk away from me. I swear to God Tyler, if you take one more step we are done. Okey, no more surprises, no more excuses no more chances cause' we are done»
As soon as the words of anger came out of her mouth, she regretted saying them, because she knew deep down inside that they wouldn't change anything. And now because she had said «no more» she knew that she would never see him again. But at the same time, she hoped that he would realize just how serious she was and that he would stay. But he left. She was in complete shock, the pain immediately came over her like a truck had hit her, running over her a hundred times. It felt like an open wound that would never heal.
Thinking about it again made the tears trail down her cheeks even faster, never stopping. The pillow was soaked, and the only taste she had tasted for days was the salt-taste from her own tears.
It had been raining non-stop since that night, and Caroline was starting to think that the rain was never ending, just like the tears. Her head was hurting like hell, her nose was stuffy and her eyes were swollen from all the crying. She turned over in the bed, lying on her back looking at the window. She could hear the rain hitting the ground like hail and the wind blowing. Looking at the window she realized that some air would do her good, so she crawled out of bed trying to stand but her feet collapsed under her – Weak from lying in bed, weak from not drinking or eating, she was dry on the inside because she hadn't drank blood for days. She used her last vampire-strength to walk towards the window, opening it.
The air felt good on her skin, she took a deep breath and just stood there for a while feeling, smelling and loathing her life. After a while she started to feel her body again: her feet against the cold floor, her hair touching her shoulders, her arms on her waist and her dry mouth. She felt hungry. Of course she was weak from all the crying, but mostly she was weak because she needed blood. The need for blood hovered over Caroline. Her mother always kept blood-bags in the refrigerator for her, so she walked to the kitchen. After drinking almost three bags she felt her strength coming back slowly. Her nose was opening up, warmth was running through her body, the muscles became powerful again and her natural skin tone was returning.
Even though the blood made her physical better, the pain inside was still there. Caroline went back to her room, heading for the bed again when she stopped to think. Maybe she should try to take a shower and go outside for a walk? She needed fresh air and try to get her mind of Tyler. After a long warm shower, Caroline looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. In the mirror was a tiny, weak girl that used to be strong and confident. All of the insecurity she used to feel before was coming back. Why couldn't she be happy? She felt like everyone else in her life had it all, Elena, for example had always been the beautiful one, getting all of the attention and experiencing great love. Caroline started to boil up inside, feeling the anger taking over her again. She needed something or someone to blame for her unfortunate situation. That's when it hit her, the one person responsible for all her pain, her friends' pain, the reason the love of her life left her... Klaus.