Second piece of writing about "Klaroline".

It'll be my first full-length fan-fiction written from the basis in Enligsh, so please be understanding but also critical. I believe these two things can be joined together (: I think that I'm overusing commas, so I'd be glad of some tips. Enjoy!

I don't own The Vampire Diaries.


1. Somebody you used to know

Get up. Eat breakfast. Smile at mum. Pack for school. Dress up.

Caroline had to repeat these simple instructions in her head all over again to stay focus on normal matters of the normal day. She wanted to remain unconcerned as well as unmoved and to persuade herself that the day before had never occurred.

She managed to succeed – she didn't think about yesterday for quite a while. And suddenly she was there, staying in front of a mirror, looking at herself with a presentation of a stray dog.

She could pretend no more. Nothing was normal. The day before wasn't a normal day. And because of that nothing would be normal this day.

With the first look everything seemed to be all right. She pulled her blouse aside near her neck and carefully examined the place that should've worn a sign of the mortal wound. Wound her ex-boyfriend, guy she was really devoted to, made himself. Wound that was not there.

She sighed heavily. Her outer appearance hasn't changed. But looking deeper could be a dangerous thing for her already unstable mental state.

She took that risk and looked in her own eyes. She tried to smile, but nothing could warm up her blue irises. They were hiding grief, fear and sadness. She couldn't help feeling them. There were no signs of the shallow, cheerful and carefree girl she used to be some time ago. Actually, it was really long time ago.

Why was she looking for that girl after all that had happened? Didn't they make a funeral for her? She finally had to say goodbye to her old version and welcomed new Caroline. New Caroline that was a totally different girl. She wasn't the reckless queen of the prompt anymore. She wasn't also yesterday's Forbes. So who was she now?

In front of the mirror stood Caroline Forbes full of frustration and sorrow, quieter and fearful. And, most of all, guilty. Yeah, it was the word that her subconsciousness was looking for the whole morning.

She tried to explained reasonably all the feelings that bothered her.

First, the frustration and sorrow. She had every right to experienced them. After all, she had been bitten by the guy who she really... loved. Yes, she loved him. She finally admitted it.

Quite late, don't you think? She thought sarcastically. Too late.

Second, quietening and fear. She knew that she had to be more careful from now on. She couldn't be sure of who to trust, because deadly things might come from the most unexpected side.

The guilt was a different thing, though.

She looked at a bedside table and cleared her throat loudly. She had to stop cheating herself. It hadn't been a dream or even a nightmare – it was just a reality. Everything had happened the way she remembered it. The bracelet from Klaus was still lying in its case on the middle of the small furniture and made her recall past events. But she didn't want to recall them.

She quickly turned her face to look at the mirror again. Her reflection gave her a pathetic look.

She didn't deserve to be alive. She should've been dead by now. Killed by the one she loved. Instead, she was standing in her own room, not totally alive and not totally dead. In the state of suspension. Saved by the enemy.

She shouldn't have asked Klaus to help her. Why had she done it? How could she? Was it because of his speech of 'genuine beauty' and other crap or because of something else? Maybe she just had a strong desire to stay in this world and to live even as a vampire? But was it worth the price she will have to pay?

You're pathetic, she thought with annoyance. She wasn't really aware of what price was it or will it be. Living with the fact that it was Klaus who saved her? Strong disgust for herself? Something which Klaus will demand as a payment for saving her? She didn't have the faintest idea.

She finally stepped back from the mirror and came to the bedside table. The bracelet attracted her in a strange way. Something made her open the box and look at a piece of jewelry once again.

'You have to hurry if you don't want to be late,' mum stuck her head into the room. She had promised Caroline that she'll give her a lift to school. Sheriff didn't want to leave her little daughter alone after everything that she had come through.

Caroline budged and quickly shut the box.

'One moment,' she answered and faked a smile. Mum nodded and left.

Caroline closed her eyes for a moment and tried to calm down. Did she really admit the idea of wearing this thing?

Shame on you, she thought, laying the box on the table. She looked around trying to recall what she was doing before this shameful breakdown.

School and friends. These were things that she should concentrate on. She started looking for her bag, which wasn't within sight. She found it under her bed, settled at a strange angle. She could swear that she had left it on the chair. But so many things had happened the day before that she wasn't sure of anything.

She knelt down and tried to take the bag out. It has clung to something and didn't want to relent.

'Crap', she whispered and held out her hand a little more. Something clanged and the bag let go.

The sigh of relief was quickly replaced with a moan of unpleasant surprise. This strange sound had come from the bracelet Tyler gave her. One of the chains had broken, making the jewelry impossible to wear.

It was a bad sign. She held it in her hands and looked at it with sadness. It perfectly symbolized her relationship with Tyler. It also had fell into pieces and couldn't be glued together. She had to face the truth. Happiness was an unreachable thing for both of them.

'Caroline!' mum was waiting for her near the front door.

'Coming!'

Caroline cast one last look at the broken bracelet and threw it into the drawer. She didn't have time to find a good replacement for it. Without a glance she grabbed the first thing she could've reached from the bedside table and left the room.

Mum smiled at her daughter when Caroline finally appeared next to her.

'How are you feeling?' she asked in a worried tone.

'I'm fine,' Caroline smiled and even believed in her own words. She didn't have a reason for not being fine. She was still alive after all and she should've been happy about it. 'Really, mum, no need to worry.'

Sheriff nodded and they left home. When mum was locking the door Caroline finally had time to examine the thing she had taken from the table. She looked down and froze.

It was Klaus's bracelet.

What the hell was it doing in her hand? She couldn't recall taking it out of its case.

'Are you sure everything is ok? Maybe you should stay home,' she heard her mother saying.

'No,' she answered quickly trying to erase anxiety from her eyes and voice. 'I'm fine. Everything's fine.'

Sheriff looked at her not convinced but protested no more. They got into the car.

Caroline stopped the stream of thoughts that were running through her brain with a speed of light. It wasn't normal and she didn't want to become crazy neurotic.

Damn it, it's just a bracelet! she thought making a decision.

'What's that?' asked mum looking at her when she was fastening the bracelet.

'Nothing,' Caroline lied smoothly. She even didn't think about telling the truth. It wasn't something her mother would like to hear. 'Dad gave it to me as an apology.'

'Nice,' answered sheriff without suspicion and focused on the road. She was clearly under the impression.

What was it, Caroline? Guilt, right?


I don't feel it's good. I believe it's far from it, but I wanted to publish it. Nothing is really happening in here - I just love describing feelings - but I hope it'll change soon. Greetings!