Title: Die another day
Pairing: Caroline, Klaus
Rating: T
Summary: AU/ AH. "It's not about lifespan. It's about how we spend our life, how we live. Even it is for single day. And I only care that part." Caroline knows she'll die soon, and she will be prepared. But falling for her new boss—nah, she hasn't been expecting that. Slowly she will learn that her life is bagful of surprises.
Note: I don't own Klaroline. I own my story. Everything I write is purely for entertainment. It's going to be 10 - 15 chapter story. And please leave feedback =) Thanks!
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That evening breezes were swirling out in wild. Around beach, she was sitting in front of the massive water body, and making irregular patterns on the dry sand.
Caroline was not crying. No. Not when Tyler her friend-slash-doctor told she was going to die, and maybe she hardly had three years. Not when he described about some kind of weird heart disease that she was suffering from. And not even now, as she had her file in her lap with no idea how to respond to the situation.
It didn't mean she wasn't anxious. She didn't have much of time, and sadly this disease cannot be cured. All her worry was about her mother, who would be alone after her death.
Three years.
She got three years.
But Caroline thought she was fine in the beginning. This disease didn't show much of symptoms except breathing problem like an asthma patient or sometimes she would get mild headache. And then she didn't predict the severity behind it.
She didn't understand when Tyler explained about it further.
She really didn't want to. All she cared was to stay quiet till the time was up. No. No one must know her situation and she wanted it to be her little secret. She wasn't even ready to tell her mother. That old woman didn't need to suffer mentally.
Tyler had prescribed medicines, and she would use them – to avoid any complication in her last days– she recalled his words.
Right.
Sure.
She didn't have any problem though.
Losing track of time, Caroline sat there, not at all bothered to go back to home.
"Trouble in paradise?" she heard husky male voice. It snapped her out, and she glanced at the dark haired guy. Frowning at him, she half-smiled. She never saw him in her life before. And that look in his blue eyes—it was creepy. She didn't like it, not even one percent. He ran fingers across his surfer board, and the entire time his gaze was on her.
Caroline thought to look away when he introduced himself. "Mason," he stretched out his hand for her. Shaking it, she smiled stiffly. "Caroline."
"Caroline." He repeated after her. "Guess it's been a hard day?"
Caroline chuckled dryly, "You could say that."
Everything was normal except the news from Tyler.
None of them spoke after that for a minute or so. It was Mason who broke the silence first.
"You know if I were you, I wouldn't get too depressed with today." He smirked.
Caroline began to reach comfort with him soon. "Oh yeah? Then what you could possibly do?" she retorted with a smirk of her own. He didn't know anything about her condition, but he was interested to advice her- or maybe he wanted to help her.
Letting out a small chortle, he replied. "I would have done what makes me happy. In my case, I like to surf. It provides me with the thrill I need in day to day life." His muscles flexed when he twisted slightly to place his board aside.
Caroline smiled widely while nodding. "Quite an adventurer, I see."
Mason then smirked, and there was glint of darkness in his eyes. "You'll have no idea how adventurous I can be."
Right.
Once again that comfort zone disappeared. Along with Caroline's smile. He possessed unhealthy intentions, and that was pretty clear. Caroline became conscious and smiled at him stiffly.
"Well," she let it out in cool tone, "I hope you find your joy wherever you go, Mason." Then she was up on feet. "Goodbye."
"Yeah," he sighed. "Bye—for now." At that point Caroline twirled around to gape at him. His blue eyes twinkled with mystery. "Hope to see you again."
Caroline wanted to wipe that smugness away, with a slap. Instead she opened her mouth to reply smoothly. "May the odds be ever in your favor." She quoted raising her brows.
After that she no longer saw his face. Clutching her file she began to walk out of beach, and she was too disturbed to even pay attention where she was going. She rushed into a masculine structure, and almost got bounced back because of the speed at which he came making her to lose balance. When she opened her eyes again, Caroline found herself on the ground.
"Ouch!" she hissed when pain began to spread around her ankle.
"See where you're going, lady!" That guy hissed in sultry accent. Caroline didn't even glance at him. Her right ankle was twisted, and she was sure it would swell by the end of this night.
"Does it hurt?" he asked kneeling next to her.
He tucked his neck-length dirt blond hair behind his ears before he inspected her ankle. Taking her shoe, that guy placed her foot in his lap. Caroline gasped when he bent her foot sideways callously. Yet he was careful somewhere.
He then looked up when she squeaked, and then she locked her frustrated gaze with his apologetic one. Caroline blinked at him as he shrugged slightly. "Sorry about that. I can set everything right, but you got to be patient for a moment. Ok?"
Caroline nodded her head, holding her knee. She let out a loud whimper when he pulled out her leg suddenly.
"There, there," he cooed blowing her a dimpled smirk as he massaged her ankle. "Just a sprain. I believe you can walk straight, sweetheart." He assured while helping her to get up.
"Yeah, thanks for that." She muttered testing her ankle before she wore her shoe and collected her file. When she saw him, he winked.
"I didn't get your name." He reminded her.
Caroline was now truly pissed off. Actually she was exhausted. "I didn't give you any. Have a nice day ahead. Bye." She told every word clearly before she walked out of the beach, completely ignoring the reason why she got there in the first place.
All she knew was - by the end of this day, two strangers took her mind off certain depressing thoughts.
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