A Portrait for Caroline

Chapter 13

Disclaimer: This chapter contains scenes from the Vampire Diaries episode seventeen of season six. All rights go to the writers of the Vampire Diaries.

When Caroline was younger she had usually associated the clank of heels as a symbolism for power. Even though Caroline's mother had disapproved of Caroline wearing heels all together it still hadn't stopped Caroline from snooping around her mother's closet when she wasn't home and taking a pair so she could feel powerful.

Caroline sighed as she sat at the edge of her bed just lost in her thoughts. It had been a week since Caroline had come back from New Orleans and she found herself as bored as when she had first switched off her humanity. Gah. How had she done this normal day to day stuff when she was a human?

It also didn't help that Bonnie and Elena were no where in sight. Though it was spring break and Elena was probably off somewhere banging Damon for dear life even though she had no memories of him to begin with. Well at least not the flattering ones. She sighed and got up to rumage through her closet until she found her outfit for the day and a pair of heels that she knew she would be confident in.

While digging for her heels her hand hit the box of memontos that they had given her after her mother's funneral. A deep part of her lingered to find out what was exactly in there but she knew if she wanted to keep her humanity off her emotions had to remain in tact. She shoved the box away from her and grabbed the heels as she shut the closet leaving the box behind. It was now time for her audition and she knew without a shadow of the doubt that she would kill this audition like so many others hadn't.

Caroline listened to the satisfying clank of her heels feeling like a goddess as she walked up to the mike. She knew that her singing voice was superb and that she would crush those other girls as if they were pebbles underneath her shoes. She sung her heart out and even threw in a couple of fake tears for dramatic effect before she stopped singing and smiled. Why wasn't this guy saying anything? He had been rather chatty when she had talked with him before this. Something was up and Caroline wasn't sure that she liked it.

"Hello? Pretty sure I crushed that."

Before she could say anything else, the director's head fell straight off as she heard slow clapping in the distance. She had no clue who it was since the stupid spotlights were blinding her eyes, but when she lifted her hand up to catch the light she saw who had killed her one chance to do a musical this semester. It was none other than Stefan Salvatore himself. Wow. Did he have some nerve showing up here after not coming around for the past week.

"Moving. Truly. Although it did lack a certain authenticity."

"What the hell are you doing? That was the director!"

"And you're a vampire without humanity singing about heartbreak."

Caroline almost rolled her eyes but decided against it. She knew better than to get involved with Stefan's childish games. Obviously he was still butt hurt over her forcing him to flip his humanity switch, but he should have really been thanking her. Stefan was always such a pussy when hr had emotions letting Elena and his brother walk all over him without a care in the world, but not in this moment. Not when he could care less what those two thought about him.

"It's a performance Stefan."

Narrowing his eyes slightly Stefan got up and made his way towards her. She had to remember to keep herself vigilant just in case he wanted to try something utterly stupid. She still didn't trust him one hundred percent yet and to think they had been so close before.

"It sure is, Caroline. Especially this carefully crafted good student routine, straight and narrow, anything to keep you from making a mistake you might regret one year from now when you flip your switch back on. Oh except the whole ruining my life part."

Caroline bit her tongue as she held down her retort. What Stefan didn't know was that she had only thought of this plan on the flight back home from New Orleans she had no real intentions of being good but she knew if she did anything at whitmore to have her kicked out than she would regret it later. Nothing especially not Stefan Salvatore was going to stand in her way now. Why did he even care what she did anyway? It was rather suspicious for a vampire who turned off their humanity. Maybe he was faking it so he could flip hers at any moment. She wasn't about to let that happen. She had to get him the hell away from her without drawing too much attention.

"Well if your humanity's off then you shouldn't really care how I deal."

"No no no, See, that's where you're wrong. Because, like you, I'm prone to doing bad things when my humanity is off, but unlike you I don't have an elaborate system to keep me in check."

If she had cared about any of this her elaborate system at this point was to shove her heel up his ass until he stopped harassing her, but instead she continued with their conversation it was the most fun she had had all day and she really needed some fun in her life right now before she flipped her switch back on to make it more entertaining.

"Well that's not my problem."

"Well I'm making it your problem. If my life is gonna fall apart when my humanity starts flooding back then so is yours. When I'm done with you you'll be drowning in mistakes. "

Caroline rolled her eyes over his melodramatics and walked towards him. She was tired of his little games. It was time for a serious ass kicking.

"This is seriously about revenge?"

"Yes it is. And this-"

He lifted his hand showing her the blood on it. Her pulse raced as she tried to keep herself in check. The blood lust was still a real tough one for her to control., but she refused to give into it not like she had in New Orleans.

"This is a control freak's worst nightmare. This is me undoing your routine. This is me.."

he smeared the blood on her lip as she fought every urge in her body not to give in. She woulkdn't give him the stupid satisfaction of seeing her break even though it must have been showing what it was doing to her that very moment.

"Forcing you to let it go one day at a time until you break."

Before Caroline could say anything Stefan was gone forcing her to feed on the dead director so she could gain control of herself for a little while longer.