The Beginning of a Love Story. "Before He Cheats"
So this is gonna be a series of drabbles, mostly inspired by songs. Read and Review please :)
"Tyler?" Caroline called anxiously enter the unlocked Lockwood mansion for the second time that day. She has a strange feeling that something was off with Tyler earlier when he blew her off to hang out and she could shake it. She walked through the grand marble foyer towards the main staircase when she heard a muffled voice coming from the late Mayor Lockwood's office. As she slowly crept closer to the doorway trying to remain undetected, the identity of the accented voice became apparent.
The phone call seemed heated, but she caught snippets of the conversation and he seemed to be in the middle of an argument.
"Well, what am I supposed to do Elijah? Let that dog continue to cheat on Caroline…"
She gasped audibly, not able to contain herself and pushed the heavy oak door open to see Klaus turn and face her from the large desk. She saw his face fall as he took in her appearance in the doorframe. Anger and betray were clearly painted on her face.
"Caroline…"
She sped away before he could utter another word. She flashed up to Tyler's room to see him moaning loudly underneath a willowy brunette. Grabbing the lamp from the end table next to her, she launched it at the wall closest to the romping couple who had failed to notice her sudden entrance. The sound of the antique glass shattering caused Tyler to push the girl off of him and to see Caroline standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips and a feral look in her green eyes.
"Please don't stop on my account," she seethed, "Please continue, I was enjoying the show."
"Care," Tyler began fumbling to put on clothes as he pushed the brunette off of him.
"Don't bother," she spat at him venomously.
Caroline blurred back to the front door not bothering to look at Klaus who stood at the base of the staircase obviously waiting for her to return. She couldn't face Klaus, not now, not after everything that happened between them. Seeing his smug grin would kill her even more now. The only thing she wanted now was alcohol. If only she had looked at him, she would've seen the look of anger and concern written on his face.
Caroline sat at the bar drowning her sorrows in whiskey and the rest of the Grill's liquor supply. She had been there since she ran out on Tyler hours before and had no intention of leaving until there was nothing else left to drink. Matt had take pity on her and didn't even question her demand for a large tumbler when she walked in. When he left hours later, he gave a pitying smile that she returned with a shake of her head. Draining the last of her Jack Daniels, Caroline was ready to call it a night when a voice from behind her broke her from her cloudy thoughts.
"Hello there beautiful."
A body came into her peripheral view but she didn't turn to look at him.
"Kol, right?"
"The one and only darling."
She smiled in spite of herself and turned towards him as he seated himself on her right.
"All alone tonight?" He asked.
"Not anymore," she returned. He smirked back at her and the resemblance to his brother in his facial expressions was uncanny, if not a little unnerving for her.
"Mind if I join you?"
"It's a free country." He chuckled and so did she in spite of herself.
He signaled the new bartender on shift and ordered them a line of tequila shots, salt, and limes. Together they nearly finished a case of Jose Cuervo and soon Caroline found herself laughing out loud at Kol's stories of his mischievous youth and in particular the pranks he would play on his siblings. Within a second of Kol telling her about the time he cut off a foot of Rebekah's hair, the air in the bar shifted as the door opened.
"Hello brother," Kol said without turning around. Caroline froze as she heard his smooth accent.
"Kol," he gritted out, "Caroline," he said with a softer tone. Breathing deeply, she turned on the bar stool to face him.
"Hello Klaus."
He smiled brightly at her recognition of his presence instead of ignoring him, as she was known to do.
"Might I join you?" He asked, his eyes burning into hers. Caroline started to speak when Kol interrupted her.
"This is a private party, brother. You weren't invited," Kol said smugly enjoying his brothers jealously of his closeness to "his girl". Klaus glowered at him as he edged closer to Caroline.
"And you were?" He asked venomously. Sensing an impending Original fight, Caroline elbowed Kol in the ribs before throwing a dirty look.
"Pull up a chair," she stated boldly slapping the stool to her left.
Klaus smiled even brighter at her as he moved to sit next to her at the bar. Caroline inwardly laughed to herself. If her friends could see her now as she sat with two Originals, drinking and having a good time, they would think she had truly lost it. Klaus joined them for another round of tequila shots and the banter continued on between the two brothers with Caroline joining in occasionally.
The three sat together until the bar was dry. In hopes of continuing the evening, Caroline suggested a game of pool. She played the two Originals with better skill than she did sober. As she was about to make her final winning shot, the door to the Grill opened again to reveal the last person she ever wanted to see: Tyler. She took her shot and straightened as her ex made his way towards them, eyeing the two Originals with suspicion and caution, but there was fear in his eyes.
"Can we talk?" He asked Caroline, his eyes failing to notice how Klaus was tightly gripping his pool cue as if he was waiting for Tyler to say the words that would give him permission shove the stick into his heart.
"No thanks I think I got it," she said coolly, hiding her heartbreak with seething rage. She moved away, turning her back and ignoring him, hoping that he would disappear.
"Care" he tried again.
"Don't ever call me that again!" She spat at him.
Her cool facade had vanished and all that she had left was pure loathing towards him. Unexpectedly her face split into a sly grin. Tyler gulped as he noticed her change in expression. She sauntered over to where Kol was leaning against the billiard table and whispered in his ear. Nodding his head in agreement Kol lifted his hand towards the hook where his jacket was hanging. Underneath it was his infamous weapon of choice, the aluminum bat.
Grabbing the bat quickly Caroline dashed to the door before throwing Klaus a flirtatious wink. A second later the sound of metal hitting metal erupted from the parking lot. All three looked at each other before rushing outside. Caroline was attacking Tyler's car like she was playing whack-a-mole at an arcade. Before Tyler could move to stop her Kol grabbed both of his arms effectively trapping him from stopping her.
"Have at it sweetheart," Kol called amusingly watching the destruction before him.
Caroline swung the bat at the windows effectively shattering them, before knocking out the headlights as well as slashing the tires. Finally she ended her rampage by hopping on the hood and kicked in the windshield with her sharply heeled boots. Hopping off the car gracefully, bat still in her hand she approached the group. Tyler was still struggling under Kol's vise like grip.
"You bitch," he shrieked loudly and before Klaus could strike him for saying that to "his girl", Caroline's first flew first striking Tyler across the nose, effectively breaking it.
"Kol, I want you to take young Mr. Lockwood home and make sure he stays there," Klaus instructed turning to his younger sibling.
"Alright," Kol said with exasperation as he shoved Tyler to get him to move away from the parking lot.
"Caroline, it's been a pleasant evening," Kol said with a wink. "We must do it again sometime, hum?" Caroline laughed with actual happiness this time her feelings of anger and hurt no longer bothering her.
"Night Kol," she called to his retreating figure. Turning to face Klaus she offered him her elbow.
"Walk me home, Mr. Mikaelson?" She said with a predator's smirk.
"Of course, Miss Forbes" he returned with a wolfish grin.
Together, arm in arm the walked down the street towards her home, Caroline swinging the bat joyfully. Things were definitely looking up.