The next day had come and gone so fast that it was all a blur to me. I had moved into my own apartment and I had all the furniture I needed. I collapsed onto my bed and closed my eyes. I was only laying down for about 10 minutes until my phone rang, I looked at the screen and saw Stefan's name, I answered immediately.
"Stefan?" I said excitedly.
"Hey, Care." I heard him reply. He didn't sound himself.
"What's wrong?" I asked and he sighed.
"Are you still in New Orleans?" He asked me.
"Yes. Why?" I replied.
"Good. I'll see you soon." And he hung up the phone. I put the phone down and almost squealed like a little school girl. Stefan was coming into town? To visit?! But he sounded upset. I picked up my phone and dialled my mothers number and chatted with her for a little bit.
2 hours passed and I was laying down on my couch reading a magazine. I scoffed at the magazine when I saw a title that read 'Skinny is always in!" I threw the magazine to the other side of the couch and sat up when the door bell rang. I jumped up, maybe it was Stefan! I reached the door and opened it. To my surprise Klaus was standing on the other side smiling at me.
"Hello, Caroline." I almost shivered.
"Klaus," I replied and stepped out of the way so he could come inside. I closed the door behind him and turned around to see him walking around and looking at my new place.
"I quite like what you've done with the place." He said turning back around to look at me.
"Is there a real reason why you're here?" I played it off. I wanted to smile, so badly but I wouldn't. I was still so confused as to what I felt for him.
"I'm here to see you, Caroline." He took a step toward me and looked around the living room again "And your new place." I smiled because he couldn't see me right now and when he looked back at me I shook the smile off. "Let's go out for dinner." He said abruptly. Dinner sounded good.
"Okay. Let me get a coat and we can go." I walked into my room and picked up one of the two coats I brought here with me. It was black with gold buttons. I quickly put it on and checked my mirror to make sure my hair and make up still looked good. I smiled at myself and walked back to the living room.
"You look lovely." He said and I couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you."
Once we got to the restaurant and got our order I began thinking of when we were actually going to leave here.
"Klaus," I started he looked at me "When do you think we can leave New Orleans to travel?"
"Hmm," He thought "That depends, love. Do you have any idea on when you'd like to leave?" He asked. I shook my head.
"I'm in no rush, really. I was just curious." I replied.
"Okay. We'll leave in a couple of days. Sound okay?" He asked and I nodded with a big smile and continued eating some fries. Whilst I ate I thought of Stefan and what he might be doing right now. He was on he's way down here, maybe I should tell Klaus. But he doesn't really.. Oh what the hell.
"Stefan's coming here." I said and he stopped eating and looked at me.
"Why?" He asked.
"I don't know. He called me and sounded very upset so he said he was coming down." He nodded slightly and I finished my food.
"Okay, let's go back to my house for drinks then I'll drop you off at your house." He suggested.
"Drinks sound great." I replied.
When we got out of the restaurant and began walking to his house I realised how dark it actually was and how cold. We talked and walked until we were on the front porch of his house. All of a sudden there was a huge gust of wind and Klaus had Marcel pinned to a tree.
"What are you doing, Marcel?" He asked through gritted teeth.
"You… How dare you!" Marcel spat back at Klaus.
"What are you talking about, Marcel?" Klaus seemed to release Marcel a little. Damn that vampire speed.
"You compelled Camille, again! She's only been going out with me because you tell her too!" Marcel yelled at Klaus and then he looked at me the back at Klaus. "You know I'm not one to play dirty and involve woman into my fights, but you've really just messed that up." He said.
"What do you mean?" Klaus was unfazed by everything. He looked annoyed.
"Her," He pointed at me "You want to bring Camille into all this? Then I'll bring her into all this. I'm done with your stupid little game of taking back New Orleans. No one wants you here. You're a terrible person, no one wants you as a leader. Don't you see that? They hate you here! No one in their right mind would want you showing the way. You'd lead to everyone's death." Klaus grabbed Marcel's throat and pushed him up against the tree.
"If," He said threateningly "something happens to Caroline, I will have your head Marcel. Understand?" Marcel laughed.
"You wouldn't." He pushed Klaus off of him and disappeared. Klaus turned back around and looked at me. He looked so angry, but the anger wasn't directed at me. He walked toward me and put his arm around my back and lead me into his house.
Once we got inside, I noticed that Rebekah was on the couch eating some ice-cream. A lot, of ice-cream. Was she mourning? Then it felt like everything fell into place. That's why Stefan sounded so upset on the phone and he's in a rush to come down here. For Rebekah. Something must of happened between them. I took a step toward the living room only to be stopped by Klaus' hand on my waist tighten. I turned around and looked at him.
"Klaus." I said and his hand dropped from my waist. I walked to the living room and sat on a different couch. "What flavour?" I asked her.
"Chocolate chip," She replied not peeling her eyes from the TV. She was watching A Walk To Remember.
"One of my favourites." I said back to her. "Any reason you're eating it all?" I asked. She sighed.
"Because it's comforting." She replied. I knew it. It had something to do with Stefan. I sat back in the couch and watched the TV. "Is Nik here?" She asked.
"Yes, he's right over th-" I looked back to the door and he wasn't there any more. "He was here. I don't know."
"You know, Caroline," She started "Nik is willing to take you across the world and leave all his revenge behind?" She didn't look away from the TV.
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"He wants nothing more than to be with you. Not every relationship is like that. It's either the girl that doesn't want the guy, which is you and Nik's situation, or it's the guy that doesn't want the girl. It's so hard to find someone who's dedicated for you."
"What did you mean by revenge?" I asked her.
"I mean, he's going to leave behind his war with Marcel to take back New Orleans just so he can please you and perhaps catch a couple of smiles from you. You really have no idea how much he wants you. You're very lucky you have someone fighting for you." She was talking about Stefan which meant she didn't know he was going to be coming. I looked up and saw Klaus walk into the living room. "I'm going for a walk." Rebekah said and got up. She left soon after that. Klaus sat where she was sitting and looked at the TV.
"What is this?" He asked annoyed.
"A movie. A Walk To Remember." I replied. He switched it off and stayed silent. He was still looking at the TV but he was very silent. "What is it?" I asked him quietly. He didn't reply. "Klaus?" I asked but it seemed like he couldn't hear me. Rebekah's words kept playing in my head. Is he really going to drop all his revenge just to make me happy? I stood up slowly and even then he didn't look at me. I walked to his couch and slowly sat down next to him. Close enough so our knees touched. I turned to face him slightly. "What is it?" I asked. He turned his head slightly to mine and closed his eyes. I saw his lips part. I looked down at his fisted hands and saw his knuckles go white. I carefully extended my arm and took his left hand and he inhaled sharply when I did. His hand opened slightly and I held it. He squeezed his eyes tighter then relaxed his face. "What's wrong?" I asked him. If he really cared for me the way Rebekah was telling me, I knew I could help him. He didn't answer though. "Klaus," I murmured and stroked the back of his hand with my thumb.
"Don't," He said and let go, turning away from me. I surprised myself when I felt myself panic. He turned away from me, like everyone else did. It was the same again. Now he'd probably tell me that everything he had ever said or ever done was a lie. "If you stay to close to me I won't know how to hold myself back. I'll take you here and now. So don't." He said not looking at me. It was then when I realised my feelings for him. I didn't want to keep holding them back and feeling like crap inside. Feeling like I was carrying a truck on my back. I wasn't ready for a relationship with him, but I wanted to be here for him. I placed my hand on his shoulder.
"Look at me." I said. He was the first guy to ever make a move with me first. He was the first one to ever pursue me even when I had a boyfriend already. He was always the one who wanted me first. That never happened to me previously. It was always me making the first move, me taking the first step. But not with Klaus and I'd finally admitted to myself that I enjoyed it. I liked it that he always made the first move and that he chased me around. It made me feel wanted. He turned around and looked back at me. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"You said no drama." He replied.
"You can tell me."
"But if I tell you, you'll leave. Because this is far beyond drama." He said. He was afraid I'd leave. That never happened with another person to me before. Not even with my girl friends.
"I won't leave because I'm asking you. What is it?" I asked again.
"I'm in a war with Marcel. And now that I involved Camille into it, he's going to involve you. We need to leave as soon as possible. Tomorrow late afternoon. Let's leave. I'll take you around the world." He said looking at me.
"You're going to leave your war?" I asked him.
"For you, Caroline. Anything for you." He replied and leaned toward me. Even Tyler who I thought I'd spend the rest of my life with chose revenge over me. And here Klaus was, choosing me. I nodded my head.
"Tomorrow late afternoon sounds great." I didn't know how else to reply. All I could keep thinking of was that he chose me. Me. I was his first choice. I leaned into him a little. I wanted to kiss him. Now. Spontaneous was my middle name now. I wanted to kiss with him. I leaned a little more forward and he realised what I was doing, and he leaned into me as well. Our noses grazed and just as I was about to seal the deal there was loud knocking at the door. Very loud, which made me jump.
"I'm going to kill whoever is standing behind that door." Klaus said angrily and stood up walking toward the door. I followed him. We were both in front of the door and before he opened it he looked at me and gently pushed me behind him. He opened it.
"Stefan!" I said excitedly and he pushed past Klaus getting to me and wrapped one arm around my waist and the other around my back.
"Caroline," He breathed. He buried his head in my neck and I had both my arms around his neck. I was so happy to see him but I could also tell how upset he was. I felt a little negative energy burst to life behind me. I let Stefan go and looked at him.
"What's wrong, Stefan?" I asked him and caressed his face.
"Where's Rebekah?" He asked.
"She went for a walk a little while ago. She'll be back soon." I replied. Klaus closed the door.
"Well old friend. Come inside." He said. We all walked into the living room and sat on the couches. Klaus gave us all a drink. "So, you and my sister, something going on there?" Klaus asked Stefan.
"I want there to be something going on between us, but she doesn't want long distance. So I came here." Stefan replied. It seemed like he didn't even take note of Klaus' tone when he spoke to him. Like he wasn't afraid of him at all.
"Well, isn't this nice, you here with me, having a drink like old times." Klaus said to Stefan rolled his eyes in amusement at him.
"If you wanted to see me, you should have told me earlier." Stefan joked with him. I didn't know Stefan joked let alone with Klaus. They seemed to be at ease with one another, which was weird. I mean, I know they had history together but I had no idea what type of history.
"So, what ever happened between you two?" I asked them. Klaus looked at Stefan.
"Care to tell her?" He said with a smirk. And they began explaining.
Later the front door opened and Rebekah walked inside. She stilled when she saw Stefan.
"Stefan?" she asked. I stood up and pulled Klaus up with me.
"I'm going home now. Stefan if you need a place I'm literally just across the road." I kissed Stefan's cheek and grabbed my coat and left the house, Klaus right behind me. We began walking to my apartment.
"We should invite Stefan and Rebekah to join us to travel around." I said.
"You think?" He asked.
"Yeah! Rebekah would be thrilled!" I replied.
"I doubt it." He said and I frowned at him.
"You know how much your sister loves you right?" I asked him. He looked at his feet as we kept walking and stayed silent. "God, Klaus. How could you even doubt that?" I asked and stopped walking. I turned to face him and he looked at me. "She loves you!" He looked pained. "You know she does!" I was getting louder without noticing it.
"She doesn't love me, Caroline sh-"
"Don't you dare! How can you think that she doesn't love you?!" I said. I groaned in frustration and rubbed my temples. "You really doubt yourself that much? There are people who love you and the sooner you realise and accept that the happier you will be!" He looked away. How could he think his own sister didn't love him. He'd have to be an idiot for not being able to notice. "You think you're not worthy of love.." I said quietly.
"I'm a monster, Caroline. Why would anyone love me." He said looking up at me. I took a step toward him and placed both my hands on either side of his cheeks. He inhaled and his eyes softened.
"You're not a monster, Klaus." I said. "I know you've done some bad things in the past. But everyone has. Even I have. I killed someone. Stefan's done bad things people still love him. Everyone's done something bad, but that doesn't mean they're not capable of love or being loved." I said. I felt his hands hold onto my hips. "You know, if you never admit to yourself that you can be loved you can never have a proper relationship with people." I caressed his cheek a little. He was so handsome. I shook my thoughts off. I wasn't aware how close I was to him and that we were in front of my door.
"Do you think I'm a bad person?" He asked. He sounded so vulnerable.
"No. I think you've made some bad choices, but that doesn't mean you're a bad person." He closed his eyes and swallowed. I realised that he wanted to be saved. He wanted to come over to the light but he was stuck in the dark and I promised myself that I would save him.
"Make sure you have your things packed. I'll pick you up for some early lunch before we leave." He said. I nodded and dropped my hands from his face to his chest.
"Goodnight, Klaus." I said. I sounded breathless and stupid.
"Goodnight, Caroline." He kissed my cheek and I let him. He let me go and I reluctantly walked into my apartment and into my room. I threw myself down on my bed and looked at the ceiling. If I had a heart it would be beating really fast and my cheeks, no, my whole face would be completely red.
"Klaus," I whispered. He wasn't a bad person, anyone who tried to get to know him would know that, but people just thought of him as the villain which made him believe that he was the villain so that's why he continued his 'bad choices'. But I. I would be his saviour. I'm going to bring him over to the light.