Yet another story of talented missis_Northman that I wanted to share with you. Prepare yourselves to see Klaus in all his wicked glory ;)
The blonde picked up a full glass of bourbon and took a sip. Tyler noticed her hand shaking. He came up to Caroline, who was sitting on the couch and sat down on the coffee table so that they looked into each other's eyes.
"Caroline, you're exaggerating." Touching her cheek, he tried to comfort the girl.
The blonde pursed her lips and nodded. Anger and despair flashed in her eyes.
"You really think so?" She asked sarcastically, leaning back into the couch so Tyler could no longer touch her face. "So, you think I'm making this up about Klaus and his suddenly developed interest in me?"
She was starting to boil with anger, and Tyler could feel it but continued nevertheless:
"Care, Klaus may be a rare bastard but I don't think he is interested in something or someone other than his army of hybrids," the guy shook his head and again tried to touch her cheek with his hand, but the blonde ducked and pushed his hand away. "Besides, why would he suddenly want you? I understand that you have a pretty attractive face, but he is an ancient hybrid..."
He immediately stopped short, realizing that unwittingly he could offend Caroline with such mocking words. But it was too late; she jumped to her feet and walked to the door of the Lockwood mansion. Tyler didn't even move to go after her – she was too angry to listen to his apologies.
"Caroline!" He only exclaimed hoping to reason with her.
"Don't bother!" She hissed without turning, grabbed her handbag and opened the door. "I can deliver my "pretty attractive face" to the car without your help!"
With an unnatural spiteful smile, Caroline gave Lockwood a murderous look, and then went out, slamming the door with finality.
Caroline stood on the porch of the Lockwood mansion, overcome by gloomy thoughts. Once again she had caught admiration in Tyler's voice whilst talking about Klaus. Klaus, who once nearly tore his heart out of his chest. Klaus who killed Jenna. Klaus who eventually killed Tyler himself.
It seemed like Klaus' first hybrid didn't even realize how dependent he became on the Original. But with each passing day, Caroline's hope for this strange bond to weaken was growing increasingly dim. The blonde mentioned it to her boyfriend many times, but every time he just brushed her off. Finally the day when Tyler even without realizing it compared his Creator to her came, something she had been anticipating with a sour thought. And the comparison was clearly not in favour of Caroline. He already treated Klaus with such undisguised awe that he couldn't even conceive that ancient hybrid pursued his girl. Though it was nothing but the plain truth.
Caroline shivered at the memory of how after a party in honour of Thanksgiving, she had found on her doorstep a box, neatly tied with a beautiful ribbon. Finding no note, she untied the ribbon with curiosity, lifted the lid and pulled away when she saw the contents of the box. Covering her mouth with her hand and barely holding back nausea, the blonde pushed the box with her foot out the door. But as much as Caroline was disgusted, she tried not to look at it and turned it over so that the wilted roses and fat maggots slipped on the porch. The girl barely stifled a cry, realizing that there's absolutely no need for her mother to see it.
Caroline almost immediately realized who this nightmarish bouquet was from. Last night, she had a very interesting conversation with Klaus, where the Original vampire once intending to tear the heart out of her chest for the ritual. As though it might have sounded selfish towards Jenna, the blonde was still grateful it was not her buried at the cemetery of Mystic Falls. The girl often reproached herself for such thoughts, but could not get rid of them.
The blonde was still almost shaking whenever the Original was around her. Caroline was afraid of him. Almost terrified. The very essence of Klaus was a threat – he could smile kindly, but even then Caroline could feel a shiver going down her spine. And his voice. It enveloped her, lulling, and the blonde was beginning to feel like a rabbit before a snake. Upon his stringy "Caroline", she instinctively wanted to run away, not approving of such cowardly behaviour, but... The girl restrained her impulses, hoping that in the presence of others he was not dangerous for her.
But when she saw him that night in the street next to her, Caroline felt cold again run over her skin. Tightly wrapped in a shawl, she chose to pretend admiring one of the horses. She really liked these animals, but the blonde could no longer appreciate their beauty.
Feeling Klaus behind her was just unbearable. Caroline, pulling at the last of her strength, tried to act indifferent although didn't quite succeed. Now she hated her body, as if to betray her in this unpleasant moment it was tense as a stretched string. The blonde put her hand up to the horse's mane, trying to at least through this simple movement pull herself together, but in vain – it's difficult to remain calm when there's a maniac only a few steps away from you.
Caroline tried not to listen to him. It was amazing how such a monster as him could be given such a pleasant voice. The blonde continued to stroke the horse's mane, when suddenly the words of the Original carried to her:
"I enjoy you, Caroline. You are like a white swan. The same trait... The same beauty..." He brushed his fingers on Caroline's neck. "And fragility."
The girl shuddered and the animal, feeling her fear, jerked to the side too. As the blonde's second hand held the reins, she staggered forward unable to cope with her long and not very comfortable dress. Of course Klaus was there to not let the blonde fall. It felt like an electric shock when the hand of the Original touched her hand, and Caroline found herself in a very conventional embrace of the man. It was such a strong feeling that this time she could not help it, the girl flinched from his unpleasant touch. Instinctively, she felt his body tense and even had time to really get scared, but the hybrid suddenly took his hands off and let go of the baby vampire. Caroline immediately hastened to take advantage of it.
"You could save me a dance tonight." Suddenly drawled Klaus, looking at the girl's back.
The blonde quickened her pace, rubbing her arm where the hand of the Original had rested mere moments ago. The vampire thought that his voice was laced with challenge mixed with sarcasm.
"Maybe you should talk about it with Tyler?" Not being able to control herself, she muttered under her breath, more to herself than to the man.
"Maybe." Falsely mused hybrid after her, but Caroline didn't hear his words, going out of his sight.
And then there was the gift.
But Caroline still had no idea that this was just the beginning of a strange and frightening "courtship" of the Original. She just swept it all from the steps and tried not to think about what was the reason for such action. She continued to live on as before, go to school, date Tyler, and interact with friends. She has even forgotten about that conversation and the ensuing unpleasant event. But suddenly Klaus's face was literally wherever she looked. He seemed to be everywhere – at school, in the bar and even in the Lockwood mansion. The Original hybrid was trying to impose, offering her a ride, starting a meaningless conversation or just sitting at the next table, watching her with a hard stare. This unnerved Caroline, but she was still afraid to admit to her friends her suspicions about the ancient vampire.
Now she tried to avoid him, but it seemed to be impossible. When she decided to spend a few days at home, pretending that she was ill, Klaus suddenly knocked on the door of her house.
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