Title: When a stranger comes
Summary: AU. After he broke the curse, Klaus' unusual and locked up behavior comes out and poor Caroline is the one who'll be paying for that. Human Caroline, Hybrid Klaus.
Warning: Paranoid Klaus. Contain Dark scenes. Read at your own risk ;)
Caroline rolled her eyes as her paying guest let out a rant before she left the house for late night party. Pulling her rug closer she continued with her work—watching a movie and eating pop corn.
She didn't have much to do during weekends except this. And she would be alone in those days. Her tenant would be having all the fun she could possibly get.
Taking her glasses she wiped the dirt formed with her rug and put them back.
Chewing half way, she stopped and glared at the screen.
"Kiss her already man!" she growled.
She was having a habit of watching Disney movies, as if it could change her boring lonely life.
The prince was hesitating for some unknown reasons.
At such odd timing she heard to buzzing sound of calling bell. Frowning to herself Caroline lazily made way towards the door. Soon after opening the door she found herself gaping at the stranger.
He was at the steps hidden in darkness.
"Yeah?" she mumbled without going out. Her hand twitched in search of pepper spray. She didn't want to take any chance.
"Hi. My car broke down and I'm lost," he said in a peculiar accent. Anyone could say that he wasn't from locality though he was trying to adapt the accent of this area.
"Ok?" she dragged 'o.'
She could imagine him smirking in the darkness as he spoke. "Can you give me a glass of water? I have been walking for miles and your house is the first thing I found."
"Sure," she muttered, "Stay here."
"C'mon, love. I promise I'm not a serial killer."
Caroline turned to him and found that he stood close to her. She got a chance to see his face under lamp. His eyes were cold and gleaming with enthusiasm. One thing was for sure—he was devilishly handsome.
She began to panic and about to take out her pepper spray.
"Who said you are?" she composed herself. "It's my problem, I cannot trust strangers."
He cocked his side to aside, with never vanishing smirk.
"Why don't you just invite me in?" he mumbled looking into her eyes. His words changed, no more coated with sugar.
Something happened to her. She felt like she had to consider his suggestion. No, it felt more like an order.
She must.
"Come in."
He was satisfied with it and moved past her.
Why and how did she do that?
"Lock the door behind you," he ordered again.
She merely nodded and did what he said. When she returned to the living room she saw him relaxing in the couch. His legs were stretched out and threw her a lazy glance.
"You are watching cartoon?"
"No shit, Sherlock," she snapped brushing her blonde hair off from her shoulder. "Now get out before I call cops!" she warned him adjusting the frame of her glasses.
The man raised a brow not taking his eyes off the screen. "I was invited by you," he reminded. That was true. She didn't understand how. "Come sit beside me, sweetheart," he suggested patting the place beside him on the couch. When she didn't move he gave her a deadpanned look.
Her legs forcedly moved and she sat beside him.
"I have no idea—"
"Yeah, simply do what I'm asking you to." He said in a raspy voice.
"Who are you?" she asked. Her heart began to beat fast.
"Forgive my behavior. Let me introduce myself," the sandy haired man chuckled. "My name is Klaus."
His gaze was still on the screen, watching the movie with peculiar expression.
"What is yours?" he asked a moment later.
"Caroline," she replied quickly, and unwillingly.
Klaus glanced at her callously. He reached for her face and caressed her cheek. Caroline tried to remove his hand from her face but truly she couldn't. And she didn't understand why.
Suddenly she saw changes in his features. His eyes turned to bright yellow orbs. Before her mind registered his monstrous face, she felt piercing sound of her skin which followed by a sharp pain from her neck.
A high pitched scream escaped from her lips. Her whole was shivering at the thought that he was harming her.
Soon after that she began to let out screams. Her hands were fighting him off, while she could only feel him taking gulps of blood from her. Her hair was being pulled harshly, and she could do nothing.
Then she felt weakness claiming her. Her eyes were rolled to the back of her head. There left no more strength to fight, to scream.
She then barely felt his canines going up from her. Her vision blurred. He brought her face to him. His bloodied lips skimmed against her.
Caroline was opening and closing her eyes blankly. The ache was horrible and she was left with no power.
Klaus, once again, got his fangs down. He then bit his wrist and forced his blood into her mouth.
"There, there." He cooed taking his hand away. "Sleep like a baby."
Those were the last words before she let darkness claim her.
Caroline moaned as she came into senses.
The ceiling of the room was familiar and it almost took a moment for her to identify her own room.
For an instant, she convinced herself that it was a dream and Klaus was part of it.
But her relief shattered as she found her wrists were restrained, with a piece of material, maybe her scarf. Her hands were tied together, and the other end of the scarf was tied to the bedpost.
She began to panic when she found herself naked.
"Awake?" She heard Klaus' coo from across the room. He reached for her side of bed. Caroline tried to get away, but she also felt her legs were restrained.
"Please let go off me." She pleaded in a shaky voice.
"I'm afraid I cannot." He smirked, sitting beside her, caressing her cheek. His eyes were clouded with darkness and it made her tremble violently. Caroline felt his fingers trailing down to her décolletage. His skin felt warm against hers. "You have beautiful skin, Caroline. And your blood—" he closes his eyes briefly, recollecting sweetness in it, "—do you any idea how it felt as it passed down my throat?" He traced her collar bone. "I felt so alive after thousand years."
Thousand years?
"What are you?" she asked shakily.
Suddenly he jumped on her, straddled her with a superhuman speed. Caroline gasped, tried to absorb what she saw.
"I'm part wolf, part vampire." He claimed proudly, leaned front into her face.
"What?" She raised her brows in confusion.
He brought his mouth to her neck and gently nibbled. Caroline bit her lip when his warm breathe brushed her skin. "A Hybrid? Yeah, that's what I'm going to call myself." He said latter to himself. Pulling back he blew her a dimpled smirk. "I'm the Original Hybrid, love."
She had no idea what it meant.
"I'm invincible."
Right.
"I cannot be killed." He kissed in between her collar bone. Her heart beat sped up as he went down to the valley of her breasts. "I like the sound of your terrified heart."
"Please leave me. I'll do anything." She pleaded desperately.
"Anything?" He asked lifting his brows.
Caroline blinked, thinking for a moment.
"What do you want?" She asked weakly.
Suddenly his gaze softened. "You know, no one ever asked me that question in these thousand years. You are the first one."
Caroline frowned. Many thoughts were going on in her mind and everything was dominated with one question screaming in her mind: What the fuck?
All the darkness now replaced with other emotions, which she couldn't figure out.
Suddenly Klaus snaked a hand around her waist and pulled her closer. He pressed his lips to the corner of her mouth before he coaxed her mouth open.
The kiss was everything but romantic.
He grasped her hair tightly when she didn't co-operate. Hissing in pain Caroline tried to free herself. She writhed in his hands when he didn't let her take some air.
A moment later Klaus came to his senses.
He let go off her mouth, and left her panting. "Your heart reminds me that you are a human." He mumbled skimming with his lips against her cheek. "Caroline." Her name rolled on his tongue like chocolate lava.
"Please let go off me." She pleaded again.
"If you say that again, love," he warned coldly, "then you won't be happy with the next thing I do."
She gulped down in fear.
"Understood?" he muttered biting her lip. She could only nod in response. "Coming to your problem—trust me, I have better plans for a night. You'd be enjoying them." He assured with a smile which never reached to his eyes.
Caroline stared at him with horrified eyes.
But when his tongue rolled around her nipple, she forgot everything by gasping loudly. Klaus reached for fabric that was used to bind her legs together, and removed swiftly. He rested her body against bed-frame and then placed wet kisses on her torso.
She shouldn't suppose to feel like that. He was a monster. She must hate him. But she was exactly feeling the opposite. Caroline inhaled sharply when his swiveled around her belly button. She felt him smirking against her skin and it irritated her to no limit.
"I hate you!" she spat bitterly. "Stop doing this to me!"
Klaus quickly pulled back and squeezed her cheeks together. "It's not like people doesn't hate me, sweetheart. They do, they always did. Which is the reason I'm here today. Taking it out on you."
Caroline was shocked with his outburst.
"Why me?" she yelped. "I haven't done anything to you. Fuck, I didn't even see you in my whole life."
"Shut it!" he growled, closing her mouth with his.
"No! I wouldn't stop— take your hands off me!" She moved her body in such a way to get rid of him. His grip was strong enough to give bruises on her skin.
"Everyone rejects me. Now you too?" He grumbled, straddling her.
Caroline, for a moment, didn't understand what he was rumbling. She yelled. "You're violating me, Klaus!" Klaus gritted his teeth and gaped at her for a minute. He contemplated something, and she saw his expressions varying.
"What it takes for you to enjoy this?" he blurted out. His voice had gone all soft. "Flowers, chocolates, odes? Tell me? I'd try to arrange them."
Sure he would. She was confused. Caroline responded blankly. "Untie me first."
Klaus narrowed his eyes and slowly began to untie her restraints. "If you think you can escape…"
"No!" she half-yelled. It was a mixture of anger and fear.
He still didn't seem convinced. A moment later he let off her hands and legs. She didn't dare to look up at him. His fingers were at her back, tracing her spine.
"Look at me," he commanded her. When Caroline didn't he forced her to meet his darkening gaze by thrusting her chin up. There was no smile on his face. "Kiss me," he mumbled.
Her lips trembled in fear but Klaus looked like he was not planning to go easy on her. He was stronger and he was having some kind of strange magic within. There was no way for Caroline to escape from this situation either.
About the story: So- this chapter was written long back and I happened to discover recently. lol. Maybe two or three shot. Whenever I'm free I'll try to upload.
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