Ok, guys, my lap top is no more, so until I get a new one, I won't be able to update my stories. However, I can give you the little drabbles that strike me every now and again. Sound fair?
Enjoy : )
Caroline's hands were soaked with blood, and she burst in to heart wrenching sobs as she took in the sight of them. Her own blood, her hands were soaked in her own blood. She could hear Silas coming down the stairs after her, and she scrambled forward, ignoring the pain, looking for a way out.
"Tsk, tsk, Caroline. Where do you think you're going?" His voice, Klaus's voice, called out, taunting her. "Do you know where Klaus is? What he's doing?"
"Leave me alone! Just leave me alone!" Caroline shrieked, as she found her way in to Klaus's study. She slammed the doors shut, and wedged a poker from the fireplace in the handles. It was futile, she knew, but better than just laying down and dying.
"Oh, Caroline, poor Caroline. The least loved, the least wanted. Everyone leaves you behind, don't they? Even Klaus, who you thought would always be there."
The doors shook as if in gale force winds, then began to slowly push inward. Caroline's eyes widened in horror as she watched the poker bend to a breaking point. There was only one way out of the room, through the French doors to the balcony, and then down to the garden. As the door exploded open, spraying metal and splinters about the room, Caroline raced out the doors and over the balcony, landing in a bed of roses, bursting in to fresh tears as the thorns scraped her legs and arms. Just at the end of the garden, she could see her car. If only she could get to it, get out of here.
Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the roses and on to the path, and broke in to a run. She hadn't gone more than a few feet, however, when Silas appeared in front of her, a sick smile on his face.
"How ironic, to be killed by the man you love. And, you never even told him, did you?"
"You aren't the man I love." Caroline spat.
"Ah, but you can't help but think of him when you look at me, can you? Of all the things that could have been, but never were, and never will be. The first person to choose you, and you waited too long, and now he's tired of you."
Silas flashed over to her, grabbing her arm and pulling her to him. "Everyone is tired of you, Caroline. You have no use, no purpose. No one needs you. No one wants you."
Caroline struggled to pull away from him, desperate for help, but knowing that no one was coming. No one ever came for her. No one but Klaus, and he was gone for good.
"So, kill me." She snarled.
"With pleasure." He lifted a hand, ready to thrust it in to her chest and rip out her heart. Caroline closed her eyes, not quite able to face death with a brave face.
And, nothing happened.
After a few moments, she opened one eye, to find Silas gone, in to thin air.
A pair of arms wrapped around her, gently, and a voice whispered in her ear,
"Hello, love."
Well?