Worthy

Anonymous:Damon mouths off to Klaus about how he once had Caroline, when confronted by Klaus with this information Caroline breaks down and tells Klaus about it. Klaus takes matters in to his own hands etc.

Klaus laid sprawled across Caroline's bed awaiting her arrival. He was drunk, and angry, and couldn't stop thinking about his conversation with Damon earlier that day. Why could Damon have her and he couldn't? What the hell did Damon have that he didn't?

It wasn't fair. He knew he was acting like a little boy throwing a tantrum, but he didn't care. Damon had done bad things, Damon had killed people. How was he any different than Klaus? He scowled as he looked down at the bed he sat on, wishing the images of them together would leave him, but they wouldn't. From the second Damon had told him all he could see was Damon and Caroline together, and it made him sick.

Caroline huffed as she opened the door, walking into her house, the day was just too much, all she wanted to do was collapse on her bed and sleep for the rest of her life. Of course as always there was something standing in her way, she realized this when she walked into her room to see Klaus sitting on her bed, glaring at the sheets.

Slamming the door shut she looked at him clearing her throat loudly. "Can I help you?" Finally he looked up with a fiery expression.

"Damon." Was all he said though it sounded oddly like a question.

"What?" She asked with a raise of her eyebrow.

He looked her in the eyes, standing up from the bed. "Damon. What does Damon have that I don't?"

She gave him a puzzled look. "I don't know what you're talking about." She turned to open the door, but his hand shot out to slam it shut again, and she looked up to see he was now right in front of her staring down at her heatedly. She also smelled the alcohol on his breath.

"I know that you were with Damon. You can sleep with Damon, but you won't even give me a chance. He's no better than me, he's killed people. What makes him more worthy of you then me?" It was strange to him that she hadn't interrupted him at all during hi rant. He looked down at her and she was just staring straight ahead with an expressionless mask.

Pushing past him she finally spoke. "You have no idea what your talking about. Get out." She said harshly, her back toward him.

He growled lowly before flashing forward at vampire speed, turning her around, and quickly shoving her back against the wall. "Tell me, what makes him better than me."

"Nothing!" She hissed. "He compelled me you idiot, I was human and he compelled me!" His eyes widened and he let his grip on her shoulders slip. Caroline slipped to the ground suddenly sobbing, and muttering something under her breath, too low for even Klaus to hear.

After a long moment he recomposed himself, bending down and picking her up, setting the hysterical blond on the bed. Laying down next to her he pulled her into his arms smoothing her hair, back and shushing her. And she let him, because at that moment she needed it. He was sure to make note that Damon was going to pay dearly for this.

No one made his Caroline cry like this.