"Car, please, just.. Listen to me!"
"I don't care, Elena! You have Damon, I have no one! So why don't you just get lost!" I snarl, slamming the door to Elena, Bonnie and I's dorm room. I had no interest in what Elena or anyone else had to say. Hell, I had no feelings. Shutting my humanity off was the best idea I'd ever had. I don't have to deal with emotions, and I could do anything without regretting it. Smirking, I look down at my bloodstained clothes. As if I needed to care about anything anymore. I was a new woman, a new Caroline, and I was content with this life. Taking my ruined clothes off and tossing them into a black trash bag, I change into something cute and fun, perfect for a night on the town. I choose a yellow tank top, leather bomber jacket, blue skinny jeans, and a pair of black high heeled boots. The first stop on my list of places to party at was The Grill. I needed a drink, well, more then one. After a quick check of my hair and makeup, I grab my phone and head out the door, dancing my way out of the dorms and all the way to the Grill.
I wasn't the only vampire who had flipped their humanity switch in Mystic falls. The ever so sweet Stefan Salvatore had flipped his in order to save his sweet niece Sara Salvatore from being killed. It had worked, perfectly I might add. Stefan without his humanity was just, he was so much fun. He knew how to have a good time, and I hated that Damon and Elena were trying to get him to flip his switch back. I didn't want to spend a year alone without someone to party with. Shrugging off those annoying thoughts, I enter the grill and head up to the bar, grabbing a bottle of bourbon. Of course, I had to compel the bar tender, but what did I care. Taking a swig, I make my way out on to the floor, dancing up to a soft of cute guy. He wasn't my type, but I wasn't looking for a date. A quick look in my eyes had the young man all over me, he was also drunk so it made things all the more easier. I drug the man to a dark corner of the room and was just about ti sink my fangs into his neck, when a voice I thought I would never here again, spoke.
"Well well, seems like the prim and proper Caroline has gone rouge."
Dropping the guy and my bottle of bourbon, I turn and face the voice.
"I thought we weren't to see each other again." I tell Klaus Mikaelson, trying to ignore the desire I felt towards him. What we had was a once and done thing, nothing more. So, why was he here?
"Come now love, did you really expect me to stay away long?" Klaus asks, pulling me to him. He smelled of blood and sweat, which made both hungers rise inside me.
"Klaus, what the hell do you think you're doing with Caroline?"
Oh shit, Stefan was supposed to meet me here tonight. Shit! Could things get any worse?