AN: I got a lot of story alerts, favorite stores, ect. from you guys, more than I expected! Thank you so much for enjoying my story! To the review about the spelling of Niklaus, thank you for telling me. An anon on tumblr told me it was spelled 'Nikklaus' so I always typed it like that. I looked it up on Google, and you are correct. :)
"It is not that big of a deal!" Caroline screamed. She threw her hands in the air frantically and had a worry look in her eyes. She looked at her friends as they argued with her. Damon, Stefan, Matt, Elena, Bonnie, and Tyler gave her a disapproving look.
"Caroline, they're monsters! You can't leave with them!" Elena pleaded. "Look at what they've done to Jenna and Alaric and Tyler! Why are you doing this?"
"Like you're no different! Elena, you're battling feelings with a ripper and the man who killed your brother! You had no hesitation to kill Klaus if he wan't from our bloodlines even though it would kill millions of other vampires regardless." Caroline had tears in her eyes. She had hoped this would go a different way.
"Caroline-" Bonnie and Matt said together, trying to reason. Well, everyone had tried to reason with her. Only Tyler had been silent this whole time.
"No! Out of everyone, two shouldn't be talking! Matt you love Rebekah, and Bonnie you won't stop talking about Kol! What difference does it make that I actually do something about the people I love instead of running away from it. For God sakes, no one in this room has the right to judge me! We're just as bad as they are." Caroline pinched the bridge of her nose.
Everyone fell silent and their expressions changed.
"No, you're the villain, Caroline. Don't you see? You're the one who compelled us, You manipulated us! Who compells their friends to forget about their own friends? Who burns down birth certificates, documents regarding you? Who compelled Bonnie to cast a spell to make sure no one remembered who Caroline Forbes ever was through photographs, relatives, and written leters? Who compelled her own mother to think she never had a child. Who-"
Caroline's head shot up from her own bed. She had tears streaming down from her cheek and heavy sighs. Her hair was a mess and her stomach was sick. She put her hands up to her face to release a few more sobs and slowed down her breathing. Caroline knew where that dream came from. It was a memory from the day she announced she was skipping town with the Originals. Caroline didn't know where that voice came from, or who was speaking. It was as if someone punched her in the stomach. She tossed her body back in frustration.
"Wait, they came here to burn a bench? Do you understand how stupid that sounds out loud?" Matt scoffed. Damon had gathered Stefan, Elena, Bonnie, Matt, and Jeremy into the Salvatore living room.
"They came to burn it because it could kill them, Donovan. That's how vampires die. Wood kills us, smart one," Damon glared at the quarterback. Matt gave a sarcastic frown in defeat and waited for Damon to speak.
"And this family? Their names are?" Elena said confused. Damon patted her on the shoulder in a condescending way, with a bit sympathy.
"Katherine has told me everything. Elijah is known to be noble, Klaus is the hybrid killer, his girlfriend Caroline, who we know nothing about, and the two younger siblings; Rebekah and Kol." Damon lectured. The group sat down taking in the family who may or may not even be a threat to themselves.
Bonnie sat there and narrowed her eyes. She had met a Kol yesterday, but it couldn't be the same one. She remembered him saying something about being new in town, but maybe Bonnie was just making things up in her head from the amount of alcohol she consumed the night before. She decided to turn her attention away elsewhere. Bonnie furrowed her eyebrows, "Wait, how come we know nothing about the Caroline girl?"
"Look, all we know is that she's Klaus's girlfriend. She's strong, mean...psycho. Sounds hot," Damon smirked. Everyone rolled their eyes and gave him a disgusted look. "I suggest we throw a welcoming party. Invite the whole town and you know, be all welcoming." He winked.
A moment passed before Stefan spoke up, "I agree. It could be helpful, find out if their dangerous or not. As long as we don't do anything harmful, they probably won't harm us. Plus, I am interested. "
"As am I," Damon spoked, "Who wouldn't want to meet the oldest vampires in the history of... ever?"
Matt was instructed to give the Originals their invitation. He was given the address by Damon and hesitantly agreed to do it. He went up to the steps and rang the bell. He heard a bang from inside the house followed by swearing. He gulped as the door peeked open.
Rebekah eyes slightly widened, "Matt? What are you doing here?" Her tone was slightly confused, and a bit worried. Matt looked uncomfortable. He shook his head in disbelief. It couldn't be her, Matt thought.
"You're a vam-" Matt tried to speak but was cut off. He threw his hands over his head. Rebekah scoffed at his reaction and roller her eyes. She pushed a strand of hair from her face and fixed her posture.
"How do you know that?" Rebekah asked harshly with a straight face. Matt didn't reply and moment passed by. She asked again, "Matt, who told you this?"
Matt threw the invitation in her hands, "Here, take this. I gotta go, Rebekah."
"Wait!" Rebekah screamed as Matt walked away from her, "You're not actually upset about this, are you?"
"You're not just a vampire, Rebekah! You're an Original and you lied to me! Why did you lie to me?" Matt argued. Rebekah just stood there silent and angry. She followed after him to his truck. The truck he used to drive her home after school countless times. Secretly, of course, because his friends would not appreciate him giving Rebekah a ride.
"It was a two minute conversation! What? Did-did you want a life story? Is that what you wanted, Matt?" Rebekah watched as Matt entered the vehicle, the window still open. An awkward silence passed yet again. Rebekah licked her lips, her voice weary this time, but still no tears, "I'm sorry."
Matt looked at her differently this time. Not with anger, nor betrayal, but with sympathy. She was just a lonely girl, with a screwed up family. She just wanted to feel loved. Something about her presence was very familiar to him, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He looked at her one more time with a forgiving look but was reminded of her vampire ways. His look became bitter again and drove away.
"If your going to act like this, don't expect me to accept your stupid invitation!" Rebekah screamed hoping he would hear her words. She ran back inside the Mikaelson manor and threw the invitation on the table. Caroline picked it up reading the words.
"You don't think they know, do you?" Caroline asked confused. Elijah, Klaus, Rebekah, Kol, and herself stared blankly at the invitation. Klaus sighed and pursed his lips.
Elijah sighed, "No, of course not. What I'm wondering is what their angle is here. Word travels fast around this town, so they know we're vampires, but why the polite gestures?"
"I say we go," Kol smirked. "Let's amuse them and see where it goes from there. They aren't threatened by us, we've done nothing wrong." He took a drink from his glass and gave a sarcastic smile.
"Please brother, you just want an excuse to see that witch," Rebekah taunted. Kol glared at her which made Rebekah stick her tongue at him. "I don't want to go. It will be boring, pointless... stupid."
"Why so bitter, Beks? Did the quarterback break your heart?" Kol asked harshly. He didn't want his bratty sister ruining everyone else's happiness because she was miserable. He cocked his head to the side and raised his eyebrows. "I don't care what anyone of you think; I'm going. So if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go up to my room." Kol left the room leaving the rest of them unsure of what to do.
"I'm want to find out what they're up to," Elijah said, "and the only way that's going to happen is if we attend this event."
"I agree, I'll also attend," Klaus gestured. He had his arm around Caroline this entire time.
"Well if you're going, I'm going," Caroline looked up at him. He shot back a worried look which Caroline ignored. "Plus, someone has to make sure Kol doesn't make a fool out of himself in front of Bonnie." She smiled.
Rebekah sighed, "Fine. I could care less about my family attending a party hosted by the people who absolutely hate us. Suit yourself."
"But they don't hate us, at least, not yet," Caroline shrugged. Rebekah pouted and walked out of the room. Matt had already hated her. Too late, she thought bitterly.
Time passed quickly before Caroline had to get ready to 'meet the neighbors.' Again. To say Caroline was worried was an understatement. They probably think she's as crazy as the rest of the Originals. She watched Klaus walk up to her from behind the mirror. He put his arms around her.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay tonight?" Klaus asked. Their eyes met through the mirror and he kissed the top of her forehead gently, making her blush.
"If we're going to stay here, I'm going to run into them at some point. I can't just... hide," Caroline explained as best she could. Of course she didn't want to see them again. They went against the man she loved. But something about them, maybe nostalgic charm, made Caroline want to see them. To remember why she was friends with them in the first place.
"Not very long, love. Elijah and I only postponed destroying the oak because there's a gate around school grounds and we didn't want to cause so much trouble. Right after we get rid of it, we're leaving immediately. Okay?" Klaus tried to comfort her but Caroline still had a small smile on her face.
"Look, the week after we come back from Chicago, I'll promise I'll take you to Paris," Klaus said. Caroline's eyes lit up and looked at him with a genuine smile.
"Promise?" Caroline asked happily. The look in her eyes made Klaus smile. Even when Caroline despised him, she would still give him a look of yearning, wanting to see the world every time he spoke of it. A light in her eyes that made her want to leave this small town and go onto things bigger than her own imagination.
"Absolutely," Klaus purred. He took out something from his pocket. "I think you're forgetting something, though."
"This is the bracelet you gave me for my birthday like a century ago," Caroline gave a light smile at her exaggerated comment. "You told me you gave it to me because Tyler Lockwood's looked like something you would get at a cheap kid's store."
Klaus laughed, "Well, it did. And now, you can have something so much more beautiful, classier, charming, like yourself."
"Exactly," Caroline agreed. She put the bracelet on her wrist, admiring it.