Caroline's POV
"He's what?!" I shouted down the phone to Kol. I'd made my way into the office early this morning in an attempt to get in before Klaus; that way we'd avoid any awkward conversation on the walk from the car park to the office, or even in the elevator. I'd effectively eliminated any chance of small talk, after all we'd both made it very clear as to what our opinions were. Yet despite all that I still knew that I wanted him, I wanted Klaus. He however had made it clear that he no longer reciprocated the feelings and therefore everything was over between us.
Despite coming in early it seemed that I didn't need to bother, because here I was at eleven o clock and Klaus still hadn't come in; hence my phone call to his brother Kol, something I instantly regretted when I heard the response.
"Yep, you heard right, he's in Jail." Kol replied, repeating the sentence for about the fourth time as I tried to deny what I was hearing.
"For what?!" I continued, almost unable to believe what I was hearing.
"You don't want to know." Kol replied ominously and I immediately felt sick to my stomach.
"I do Kol, please; just tell me." I said sternly, bracing myself ready for the response.
"Drugs. Consumption and distribution." He responded a tone to his voice I would have never thought I'd hear; it was disgust. Kol Mikaelson was disgusted of something for once in his life, it was common knowledge that he didn't have that many morals, but he was horrified by what Klaus had done and it was evident. I can't deny the emotions that ran through my body as I processed Kol's words.
Klaus.
Drugs.
Again.
I felt hot and cold all over, fury contorting my features, blurring my vision.
"Thanks for letting me know Kol." I responded quickly, before hanging up. I slumped back into my desk chair trying to piece together my thoughts; how could Klaus be such a stupid asshole.
"You freaking stupid idiot." I shouted, not even caring that I was in my office and all of my employees could probably hear. No longer could I hold back the emotion, I made my way out of my office and into Klaus's; my chest rose and fell rapidly and I strode towards his desk. I pursed my lips and pushed everything from the top of his desk.
It felt good.
But not good enough.
I made my way over to his bookshelf and pulled everything off and onto the floor before tipping the shelving over. It made an earth shattering crash and if I hadn't already grabbed the attention of my employees I sure as hell had now.
"Um, Miss Forbes are you okay in here?" A timid April Young inquired as she peeked her head around the door.
"NO. GO AWAY!" I screamed, knowing that I was going full on psycho bitch now and I didn't even care.
Finally, I picked up Klaus's fashionable desk chair, and threw it hard at the glass wall of his office; it made contact with an ear splitting crack, causing the glass to shatter in various places, and the chair to fall to the floor and snap in two.
"You deserve this you dick." I spat out, before tipping his desk over too for good measure. Suddenly I felt so much better; I made my way back into my adjoining office, before grabbing my bag and jacket and striding into the centre of the office. I knew it was about time I addressed my traumatised looking employees.
"Hi guys. I'm sorry that you all had to witness that. You're probably wondering why I just flipped out like that; well, your other boss Klaus Mikaelson is currently in jail for the consumption and distribution of class A drugs, so as you can see I'm really not in the best of moods. I apologise for the state of our working environment, but I'm sure Klaus will get that cleaned up as soon as he has the ability to come back to work. Now, I'm going to take some time out; you're all doing really good work and we're running to schedule on all of our jobs, so just keep doing what you're doing guys!" I exclaimed, turning my bitch rant into a pep talk as quickly as possible. I threw a nod and a smile in everyone's direction before pacing quickly over to the elevator, I had to get the hell out of here before I cried.
I didn't know where to go, I didn't want to go home as I knew I'd just sit there and obsess, I couldn't go to the Mikaelson's because I knew we'd all just sit and be miserable together – that's why I settled for the cute little coffee shop down the street, they did good chocolate fudge cake and I seriously needed some right now.
I walked slowly down the street, still unable to believe that after all the shit that Klaus and I had been through in the past that he was back on drugs. He'd tried so hard and he'd succeeded, so why would he do it?
I just couldn't put the pieces together.
I couldn't help myself, there were just times when you couldn't prevent tears and now was one of those times. I felt a tear slowly begin to trickle down my cheek, I wiped it rapidly away as I pulled open the door to the café. I approached the counter and attempted a smile at the cute guy who was serving.
"What can I get you darling?" He asked, and that was what caused me to break down. Of all the possible accents he could have, and he, like Klaus, was British.
"Um…Umm…" I tried to speak, but the tears flowed too strongly and I attempted to wipe them away.
"Are you okay?" The man asked concerned from behind the counter, he furrowed his brows in concern and I noticed how his eyes darkened slightly.
"Yes…yes, I-I am…Can I…can I…" I tried my best to speak and get my words across to the poor guy but the tears refused to leave.
Klaus was such an asshole for making me cry in public.
"Why don't you sit down?" The man said concerned as he pulled up the counter and approached me, he placed one arm around me and lead me slowly over to a table and I sat at the chair. I looked around and was pleased when I realised there was no one else in here to witness my complete and utter breakdown.
"I-I-I'm s-s-orry…" I stuttered through the tears, my cheeks reddening in embarrassment.
"Don't you worry about it, everybody needs a good cry every now and then." The man responded kindly with a smile, and I couldn't help but admire how even more attractive was when he smiled. He patted me on the shoulder gently before making his way back over to the counter.
I heard him clattering around with various things, by now the tears had nearly dried up and I couldn't help but be annoyed at my stupidity. Yes Klaus had relapsed and messed up and sold drugs – but he could have done something worse right?
No, no actually for Klaus Mikaelson this was pretty bad. I couldn't deny that fact.
The handsome man from the behind the counter returned and set down in front of me a cup of coffee and a plate with a slice of chocolate fudge cake with ice cream.
"Ohmygod! How did you know?!" I exclaimed as I stared down at the plate in amazement and then back at him.
"It's chocolate fudge cake; if that doesn't make a person feel better then they must be crazy!" The man replied with a laugh, and I couldn't help but join in his laugh was pretty infectious.
"Well thank you very much for being such a genius." I responded with a smile.
"So, are you feeling better; I hate to see a pretty girl looking sad." The man said honestly as he sat down in the chair opposite me.
"Yes, well no actually…just this guy being an asshole." I said with a laugh, surprised by how much better I felt.
"Well, I heard that a problem shared is a problem solved." He responded, and I decided I liked this guy, he seemed nice and optimism; the impressive body helped too.
"I could take a while; you got enough time?" I exclaimed with a laugh as I took a mouthful of the delicious cake and smiled in contentment.
"Actually no, I have so many customers I'm rushed off my feet; I definitely do not have time to listen to a pretty girl tell a story." He replied with a humorous laugh as he joked and made reference to the completely empty café.
"Okay then, brace yourself for a train wreck of a tale." I warned him and he leant forward, placing all his focus on me. As he leant forward I couldn't help but notice how he smelt vaguely of a mixture of both deodorant, cake and coffee; it was delicious.
"So, I met a guy who was trying to kill himself; I convinced him not too, told him that I'd show him the true meaning of living. I let him live in my home, then I discovered he was a drug addict. Then I helped him get clean, then we kind of had a thing, I'm actually pretty sure I was in love with him. He liked me too, but I couldn't trust him because he relapsed. Then he got clean again and we went into business together, and then when I tried to make a move he rejected me. Then he got arrested yesterday from consumption and distribution of Class A drugs." I said rapidly, condensing the whole complicated tale into only a matter of sentences.
"Woah…Your life is complicated." He responded slowly as he processed everything I had just said.
"I know, pretty messed up right." I added with a laugh, it was either cry or laugh so I chose the latter.
"Do you want to know what I think?" The man asked seriously, I couldn't help but admire how he even wanted to help me.
"Yeah sure, I could use some help on what to do next." I replied, thankful that I had someone to share my thoughts with.
"Well, I think you should go and bail that good for nothing guy out of jail, give him hell for what he put you through, sort out all your differences, get back down to business and move on and show him that you're over him." He replied with a smile and I was thankful for his advice.
"You think I should bail him out?" I asked, thinking that he'd learn more of a lesson if he was left to moulder in a jail cell.
"Yes, make him thankful to you, make him feel guilty and indebted to you and then kick him the hell out of your life." He responded and his logic made sense. However I couldn't help the sick feeling I felt in my stomach when I thought of the broken relationship between Klaus and myself.
"Thanks for the advice, I'm going to do that right now"!" I exclaimed as I ate the last slice of my cake and smiled back at the man.
You're very welcome darling. If you ever need anything I'm always here." The guy said seductively, as he stood from his chair his shirt rode up slightly revealing a tanned and muscular abdomen. I think I stared for just a bit too long…He collected my plate and mug as I put my jacket on and grabbed my bag.
"Thanks." I said with a smile, and couldn't help but notice that I was flirting with the guy. I made my way over to the door, but turned around rapidly.
"Wait, what's your name?" I asked, realising I'd basically just told my life story to a man whose name I didn't even know.
"Enzo." He responded, throwing me one last smile from behind the counter.
"Well it was nice to meet you Enzo; I'm Caroline, and I hope to see you again soon…" I added, as I made my way out of the café feeling considerably better than when I arrived.
I took a deep breath as I pulled up outside the police station; I couldn't believe that Klaus had gotten himself taken to jail – honestly.
Slowly I made my way into the station and spoke to the receptionist; she promptly called an officer over who searched me and then took me to see Klaus in the cells. There he was sitting on a bench in the shared cell in his orange over-all, and he looked pretty pissed.
Well he hadn't seen pissed yet.
"Klaus you idiot! I can't believe you've done this – do you have any idea how much your bail money is?! I can't believe you've gotten back into drugs, I trusted you, I thought you changed; it seems however that I was wrong!" I shouted at him, and the other two dodgy looking guys he shared the cell with also winced at my anger.
"I see how it is love, you don't even give me enough time to defend myself, tell my side of the story." Klaus replied in a cold voice.
"What is there to tell Klaus? You got caught consuming and distributing class A drugs!?" I shouted back at him once more, his attempts to lie to me making me only angrier.
"I got set up if you must know! By none other than Galen Vaughn, that guy you were with!" Klaus roared back at me. The more I thought about it the more it made sense, Klaus had ruined Vaughn's fun and I'd told Vaughn about Klaus's past drug addiction – therefore it made perfect sense for Vaughn to have set him up.
"Oh okay; I see. Well I guess I'll just go and pay your bail money then." I stuttered, my face rapidly turning red as I realised I'd judged him once more.
"No need sweetheart; someone else is already seeing to that." Klaus replied cryptically.
"Who?" I exclaimed, wondering which one of the Mikaelson's had shown up to bail him out.
"Me." A sultry voice stated from behind me and I turned to find a long legged brunette with a killer pout.
"Oh." I responded as I took in the beauty that stood before me; she immediately made me feel self-conscious as she basically radiated perfection.
"The name's Tatia, I'm Nik's ex-girlfriend." She simpered.
"Wait, as in the women that cheated on Klaus with his brother!" I exclaimed, staring in dislike at the women.
"Oh now now, that's all in the past." Tatia said with a sickening smile.
"Mikaelson, time for processing." The guard said as he strode over to the cell and led Klaus through to a backroom.
"So, what the hell are you even doing here?" I asked bitchily as I stared over at Tatia; after all she was the woman that had practically caused Klaus to start taking drugs and as a result of that nearly kill himself; and seriously here was Klaus being all nice to her or whatever.
Ew.
And she called him Nik.
Seriously?
"Well it seems Nik chose to call me with his one phone call rather than you honey; so you'd better get over him pretty quick because he's mine now." She spat back at me, it seemed she had a possessive flair within her.
"Oh, so you got sick of his brother and came running straight back."
"Well, if you hadn't noticed Nik isn't just some failed painter anymore; he runs his own business, he's back on good terms with his family and their inheritance; I mean, what's not to love?
"You gold digging whore! You only want him for his money!" I shouted, not even caring who could or couldn't hear.
"Oh not just that; the sex too…the sex is good…" Tatia purred disgustingly.
"You make me sick!" I exclaimed, not wanting to imagine Klaus and her together.
"Oh, I take it you don't know anything about Niklaus's amazing skills in bed?" She continued bitchily.
"No; I don't want to be anywhere near your sloppy seconds." I spat back, before giving her one more look up and down, turning on my heels and making my way out of the station. I walked passed Klaus who was getting his personal items back from reception.
"Caroline love, don't be offended; it seems Tatia and I have some catching up to do – I think I may have been a bit quick judging her in the past." Klaus said simply, with a smirk plastered on his features. Honestly, I couldn't understand what I'd done to earn this kind of treatment.
"You know what Klaus I don't even care; I'm glad that your bitch of an ex-girlfriend paid that insanely large amount of money to bail you out of jail because you sure as hell aren't worth that much to me! You know what she's only come running back to you for your new job and your newly restored inheritance! I hope you two live happily ever after and have bloody perfect children together! Because I. Don't. Care." I exclaimed once more, each word I spoke hurting me even more; why would he choose that woman over me.
Why wasn't I his one prison phone call?
"Oh and you know what, some unavoidable damage happened to your office so you might want to get that fixed!" I shouted, and I couldn't help but smile as I imagined the look on his face when he turned up to work tomorrow.
I was too angry to even think of where I was going to go next; somehow I knew though.
I got into my car and automatically drove to the destination.
"So Enzo, what time do you get off work?" I inquired as I paced to the front of the line in the cafe and confronted him.
"Well, for you darling – right now." He responded as he pulled off his apron and promptly made his way over to me, much to the disgust of the many customers waiting in line.
"Hey man! Want are you doing?" One of them exclaimed angrily.
"Sorry bro, but when a pretty girl wants you it's your main priority." Enzo responded with a smirk on his face as he threw a wink in my direction.
"So, where are we going?"
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