So here it is chapter 20. Sorry for the delay, I still didn't repair my computer. So I hope I will be forgiven. Enjoy please and the story belongs to Mia Levis, I just translate it. Characters dont belong also to me. Have a nice reading.

Chapter 20. Are we still friends?

Caroline POV

The awakening horribly starts with the annoying noise of my phone, which echoes in my ears. Opening my eyes, quick would be not a very nice move, so I open them very, but very, very slowly, stirring them with my fists, just like a baby after a long cry, I realize is already the end of the day, and only now I wonder how did I manage to waste a day just like this? In a moment you start to move beside me, put some distance between the two of us, and that's when I realize that we slept in the very same bed. I certainly didn't fall asleep in here.

"I am listening. Is everything ready? Well. Good. We will be there tomorrow." You end up your conversation and don't even decide to throw me a glance, not even a look and close your eyes again. And of course my patience doesn't want to be my friend, and my voice, similar to the one of those desperate for attention wives, start to ask between my teeth:

"And who was that?" You open the right eye, look at me, and rise up your shoulders, and immediately after you pretend to be sleeping again.

"Klaus, don't sleep! I am bored!" I start to put my fingers into my fists, hit you not too hard in your chest… only a second after you catch me by my wrists, with a quick move you put me under you. Now you are on me. Holding me strong with your own body. My hands are over the head blocked with your strong hold while my chest is rising and falling again and again. You approach me closer and whisper in my ear.

"What am I supposed to do with you Caroline? I thought about it. Not just once. Many times."

"Why is this information relevant now? Everything has its time Klaus. Now is not the time to think about the future. I am more afraid of the present than the future. I am more afraid of what you are here and now, than what you may become." – sometime I think I will die like this with my own words on my lips. Sometime you will take my heart out of my chest, sick being of my words, my harsh words. Sometime you will get sick of me. Sometime I will break, and when I will, because I will, it will be the end of "us". It will be you. Unchangeable. It will be me. An empty box. Sometime… And now you smile and whisper again. Oh these whispers…

"Then it means you are afraid of the truth and honesty. Because here, I am the real Klaus, not in France, not in Scotland, how you imagined in your little blonde head. Is just there was something else, and real life...Caroline real life... is not a fairytale." You kiss my check, sliding with your lips on my chin, bite a little my lower lip, and I can't find an answer, just manage to curve my spine so my body would be more in touch with yours. The intimacy of today is the most bitter, is the most desperate. I just need somehow to let all that anger out and which is killing me inside, little by little, now I feel it in the passionate embraces that break each bone of my body, in the angry kisses. This is not love. This is not need. This is not passion. This is just a temporary of taking you, just the way you are.

"So will you tell me who called or not?" We lay side by side. The cold wind is freezing our naked bodies while I trace some unknown symbols on your chest with my slim finger.

"It was about the house. We are moving in tomorrow." You kiss my forehead, the exact same time when I raise my head from the pillow trying to search your eyes.

"And who told you that I want to move?"

"Don't be silly, Dolly. I see how hard is for you to live in this house. If you want you can come from time to time to visit your old house, but we are going to live in the house I built for two years now. You will like it there, don't be so stubborn." – you frown, I see that unsatisfied look on your face, that you need to explain me why and where and how, and all those details.

"Of course if you like it, then I have to like it also, just because you like it. Why am I even amazed? That'sall. I go to sleep." I turn on the other side and move towards the margins of the bed. And screw that I don't even want to sleep. I will pretend to be sleeping, just to forget your words, kisses and deeds. Just for you not to see me crying for the hundredth time, and which became such a common for this short period that we are here.

"It's time to rise and shine, sunshine! You have visitors!" You twitch me by the shoulder, and I just hide my face deeper into the pillow. With the latest news and things going on, I can't get to feel like myself, not even physically. I fell asleep just when the sun was rising. So right now was not the right time to see some… wait Visitors? I manage to open my eyes very quick just to find there two wondered Elena and Bonnie in the threshold. At first I can't understand why are they so wandered, then I realize that you didn't even bother to put on a T – shirt, you parade in my room in your jeans only. Cool. Well I should say thank you, for the fact that you even bothered to put your jeans on and didn't greet them naked.

"Well I'll let you alone ladies. Dolly, in three hours a car will come after you. Be ready by then." You walk out of the room while putting your T – shirt on. You left me alone in this awkward silence. What do I have to say? What can I say? How to explain? How to vindicate myself?

"Hello girls. Sit down." With a shy smile I finally said, sit higher in the bed, not forgetting to take the blanket with me to cover my naked body under it, even if I perfectly realize that and Elena and Bonnie perfectly understood what did we do all night long.

"Caroline…" Elena comes in her senses first, sits on the bed, hugs me tightly, and I am no longer able to hold up my tears. She just whispers, why does everybody whispers something to me today? " How? Why did you lie? Why didn't you say that you are with him? We would have thought of a way to get you out of his imprisonment!"

"There is nothing to be thought about, Elena. I gave my word, and I will be with him. Until he won't speak of my departure… till then…" I get out of her too tight hug, and that's when I notice how did Elena change for her nineteen years, she looks like a woman now, the same time I am stuck in my seventeens.

Three hours flew too fast. Girls told me about almost everything and everyone that I once knew, and maybe never knew, from Mystic Falls, we managed to remember our childhood, school years, talk about prom and future plans. And I was just listening and understood that I will never be able to tell them about us. This is just too hurtful, and too strange in the same time. I just don't know how to tell about, and they wouldn't even be ready to understand it.

They went, promising me that they will take care of them and won't try to take me out of your hold, or imprisonment, don't even know how to tell it. They quarreling with me, they were contradicting me but in their eyes I saw relief. I relieved them of the need to put themselves in danger, alongside the close ones, in order to save me. They realized that I am lost already and is forbidden to discuss their personal plans with me while sipping a cup of tea. God I even think of tea, while I am American and should speak about coffee. I am just some expandable material. A victim. An almost hero. I am no longer with them. I am no longer with you. I am just stuck on a rope over the abyss. Or I will be forever alone if being equilibrated until I lose my mind. Or I will fall down in that damn abyss where I will finally find my peace.

"So how do you like it? – we are standing in the huge hall of the huge mansion of your, or how you say, "our" home, while I try to not let my jaw fall on the floor. I know that you are used to live in luxury and circle yourself with old things, but this house can't even be compared with those in England and France. The house is at the border of Mystic Falls like a huge giant in the country of dwarfs, which now I saw in the houses of typical American houses.

"Like in a museum."

"Yes, I thought that Mystic Falls needs something significant."

"Uhmh, or you just wanted to show up in front of my friends. By the way, I forgot to ask why aren't we leaving this town? Haven't thought that you would like to stay here for long."

"I have some plans over here, that are somehow connected with this town. That is why we are staying here for a little longer. I will even allow you to get visited by your girlfriends."

"This is just too high of you" sarcastically tell you realizing that you hide something from me. I already stay on the first stair that leads to the second floor, when the echo of your voice catches me.

"Oh and Dolly? Make a list of the guests you would like to see at the party. Tomorrow we have a small reception." I turn to face you and to look into your eyes and understand what do you have in your mind, but you decided to hide your gaze into the newspaper pretending to be reading and perfectly ignoring my stare. Wonderful. List of guests or list of deadly people? Now I have all night long to think about that.