Another Dance
As well as your body…
A red dress and miles of legs is all I see when I greet Caroline at the door of the Lockwood mansion. My "mother" has decided to reintroduce myself and Caroline into polite society. We were no longer mythical creatures but loving teenagers. Carol Lockwood loves her son and I do believe that this love may have stunted his emotional range. Or it is the fact that he has never being able to think for himself- not with his harpy of a mother flying around him like a fly on stool. She even picked out my evening attire, much to my chagrin.
"You look ravishing Caroline," I comment kissing her hand.
A puzzled look crosses her face and she gives me another weak smile, "Thanks Tyler, you look very handsome yourself. I am going to find Bonnie and get a drink."
I nod and smile, and great the other members of the Founder's council. It's the middle of the day and the party is in full swing. When everyone arrives, I am released from my greeting duties with a kiss on the cheek from "Mom." Wiping the lipstick off my cheek, I look for Caroline. She is flagged with her body guards the witch and the ex-doppelganger. I groan inwardly, I hate those two with a passion.
"Bonnie, Elena, I didn't see you two come in," I greet them with a smile.
They both nod at me and explain that they snuck through the back door with Stefan and Damon. Some kind of "find Klaus" plan or what not. Like I would really show up to a little Lockwood soiree. Well, I would come if I was forced to (which I am right now) or I was scheming some kind of plan to kill the ex-doppelganger (which that plan is on hiatus). I zone out when the incessant chatter starts, you think living with Bekah for the last thousand years or so has equipped me with tolerance, this is not so. Of course, I don't mind when my little Caroline speaks but she seems rather quiet right now. She is intent on staring on the contents of her drink instead of conversing with her friends.
I open my mouth to speak something to her, to break her sad countenance but the witch beats me to it.
"I need to talk to you Tyler," Bonnie announces and pulls on my arm. I dutifully follow the witch outside and yank my arm out of her harpy grip. What is with the women of this generation?
"What?" I snarl at her.
"Don't give me lip Klaus, you really screwing up. Caroline just said she might break up with Tyler," the witch lectured me, holding one finger in my face.
"Why should I care if Caroline dumps Tyler? It's not like I am going to be stuck in this body much longer," I retort angrily back.
"Wrong, I am having trouble healing your body. There is excessive magical damage and it may take me longer that what we originally planned. You may have to occupy Tyler's body for a while," she states crossing her arms, "I could transfer you back into a corrupted body but I know we both don't want that."
I growl low in my throat, why must things always be so complicated in Mystic Falls. This place is accursed, first with annoying brothers and now with witches that think they know best.
"I will patch things up with Caroline," I say and march back into the house.
I make a beeline for Caroline and hold out my hand, "May I have this dance, Miss Forbes?"
Caroline brightens a little more and agrees to dance with me. I hold her close, our bodies pressing together like spoons. I can hear her let out a little sigh and I smile against her cheek.
"I'm sorry," I whisper against her ear.
She pulls back and I stare into the crystal blue of her eyes, "What are you sorry for?"
"I've made you upset," I reply and rub my hand up and down her back, "You've been different and I believe I'm the one who caused it."
"Tyler," Caroline starts and sighs again, "You… you are acting different. And I like most of it, but it seems like you are trying so hard. You are being very considerate and sweet but sometimes you are acting so forced I think it's an act."
I consider her words and nod, I kiss her lips and I can see her eyes flutter close. We are stand still in the middle of the dance floor, in a sweet kiss. If I had a beating heart, it would be as a hummingbird's wings.
"I just don't want to lose you," I murmur.
"O' Tyler," Caroline replies, "You aren't going to lose me."
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AN: Thank you to: A.P. Reich, Ily-papo99, Marina Belle, UrieNanashi, lilheather, NiteOwl13, & Soihra for expressing interest in my little foray into Nik's consciousness. I know these chapters are rather short, but I like writing chapters that are shorter- this way I am not stretching to fill in space that doesn't need to be written. Till next time! ~IOAS
