"Wake up, brother." Kol sung as he nudged Klaus on the shoulder. He didn't wake up, he only moved to the face the other side.

"Klaus." He then stated more loudly, Klaus heard him but kept his eyes closed, of course, he was here early in the morning to pester him. He just groaned, taking one of his pillows on the side and then placed it on top of his head. He did not want to deal with him right now. Kol was very much fond of Caroline, Klaus might even think that he was more attached to her than to him.

"Go away." He simply stated through the pillow. "I want to sleep in, can't I do so without you bothering me?" Kol took the pillow away and swung it down to hit him. Klaus instantly opened his eyes as he balled his hands into fists. "What in the bloody hell!"

"You deserve that, wanker." He replied. "You let go one of the most wonderful human beings in this world, you know that, right?" Klaus sat up, glaring at his brother. Of course, he would come to Caroline's defense.

"Kol," He turned to look at the clock. "It is 5:23 A.M. and I am not in the mood. I suggest you leave before I make you leave." He threatened.

"Do you think I care?" He answered. "I am just trying to find myself inside your small little brain and understand what the hell you were thinking on breaking things off with Caroline!" Klaus sighed, rubbing his eyes before he pushed his blankets aside and he swung his feet off his bed. He let his head hang before slowly and forcefully pulling it up to look at Kol. He didn't want to talk to him about the break up, he didn't want to talk about it at all.

"Kol, I know you wanted Caroline to be a part of this family, but you have to understand that what happened between her and me is only between her and me. No one else should be involved and I would appreciate it if you would leave me alone." He stated before standing up and making the attempt to walk out. Kol blocked the doorway, staring his brother down. Klaus could be scary at times, but right now Kol was too angry to even care for any repercussions his nosy mind brought.

"No." Kol responded. "Help me understand why I am related to such a dumbass."

"Stop!" He yelled taking a step back. "She wasn't making me happy anymore. I want to be free, experience new things." He let out a heavy breath. "It sounds selfish but, in all honesty, if I would have stayed with her, I would have hurt her a lot more in the long run."

They stood in silence for a minute.

"Can I leave now?" He then added. Kol moved aside, letting his brother pass. He wasn't happy with the response, but he can't force him to be with someone he doesn't want to be with anymore. He just hoped that he could still be friends with Caroline, even if Klaus wasn't comfortable with it.


Caroline stayed in bed for the 4th day in a row; she didn't get up to eat, she didn't get up to take a shower, nothing made her want to get out of bed. Bonnie had to keep checking up on her to make her eat and drink water, at least have her with a full stomach while her heart is in a billion pieces. The problem she faced mostly was that she didn't know what to do to get her mind off of it. She even tried to watch her favorite movies, which were all the Harry Potter series, but her mind always drifted to Klaus. It didn't help out that the characters are all British, of course they would remind her of him. After 40 minutes into watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, she just decided to turn the TV off and try to sleep.

Sleep was another thing she wasn't capable of doing. She cried half the nights and the other half was spent thinking of scenarios in which he would come to the apartment, begging her to take him back. That made her happy for a second and then it made her cry again knowing that it was all a dream now.

All of a sudden, she heard her front door open. She panicked for a moment, not knowing who it would be; Bonnie would always send her a message before coming just so that she had a heads up. She quickly got out of bed and picked up the bat Klaus kept under the bed for any extreme case that someone would break in while they were sleeping.

She waited quietly against the wall near the door of the bedroom, her hands trembling a bit from the nerves. She wasn't used to living alone; she went from living with her parents, to the dorms, to Klaus. She has never been on her own, it was something new.

I hate being alone!

The door knob turned, and the door opened slowly. She clutched the bat tightly, her knuckles turning whiter than her skin, hoping that it wasn't a robber.

"Leave now! I have already called the cops!" She yelled, taking a swing and hitting the door. The intruder took a step back and then he opened the door. "Klaus?"

"Bloody hell, Caroline. No one is going to come in and rob the apartment at 1 PM in the afternoon." He sneered, clearly looking annoyed. She didn't feel him being the same Klaus as always, he felt cold and distant.

"I'm-I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking-"

"Yes, you weren't thinking, as per usual." He interrupted her before walking in and going towards the closet. Caroline stood there in shock. This was not her Klaus, but then again, he wasn't hers anymore; this was a complete stranger. An intruder. "I came to get more clothes for work, which I really don't have to explain to you about since this is my home." Caroline scoffed as a tear fell down her cheek. She let the bat fall as she went back into bed. She wasn't understanding what was happening and why he was acting this way. He clearly said that he wanted her to forgive him and still be friends and right now, he is just showing off this awful side of him. She didn't feel comfortable around him.

"It isn't just your home." She replied, looking down at her blankets. He came out of the closet, giving her a blank stare.

"Darling," His endearment felt more like a threatening term. "You moved in with me, remember? This is my home. This is where I plan to still live. I am allowing you to stay here until you find a place of your own and I will be patient, but that won't last too long." He informed her before going back in and grabbing his duffle bag. "I am giving you a month. That shall be enough for you to find a decent place." Caroline stared at him, not believing what she was hearing. First, he breaks up with her, then he comes and says he wants the apartment for himself when they have been living together for 4 years. This is her home…or at least it was.

"Why are you doing this?" She whispered, barely audible for him to hear. He came out, once again, with the duffle bag in hand, as he looked at her. She didn't dare look up, she knew that if she met his eyes, she would lose it.

"Did you really believe we would keep doing this dance of sharing the apartment?" Caroline kept quiet. "We have to start our separate lives and to be quite honest, the sooner we do, the better it will be for you."

"Sure, make it seem like this is for my benefit." She stated, finally raising her eye sight. She stared at him, not recognizing the man that stood in front of her.

"Caroline, I am not ruining your life as you may think. I am truly helping you move on from this. Look at yourself!" He exclaimed, gesturing a hand towards her. She briefly looked down, realizing that she was wearing the same pajamas she put on when he left. She suddenly felt the need to grab the blankets and cover herself. "You're a mess. You look like you haven't eaten a proper meal, you haven't showered and if the bags under your eyes give out any indication of how much you have slept these past few days, then I would guess you haven't slept at all." She suppressed the her tears as her eyes began to roam around the room. She couldn't and she would not look at him, not after everything he is tell her. He is talking down to her, like if she is nothing. He is not sugar coding anything and that is what is making her feel like trash.

"Caroline," He took one small step towards her. "Answer your calls, go to work, take a shower and find an apartment. I'll need an update on your findings in two weeks." And with that he left. Klaus had already broken Caroline's heart, but now, he had just crushed her mind and soul. He was acting like an ass-hole and she didn't understand why. He was the one that broke up with her, he was the one that decided to move out, at least temporarily, she didn't know what she had done to deserve such bad treatment from his part.

She broke down, once again.

If there was something that Klaus was right about was that she needed to get her life together. Wallowing in herself pity won't bring her happiness, she had to find her happy place and by the looks of it, it had to be really soon.


"That son of a bitch!" Katherine groaned as she slammed her hands on the table. Caroline looked around her, hoping people didn't find it disturbing. They were on their lunch break; Caroline slept 2 hours and made the decision to finally take a shower, get dressed up and go to work. There was so much sick time she could use without it becoming something serious.

Caroline works as a journalist at a magazine company in New York. She was slowly but surely pushing herself to get to the top. In short of 2 years, she has moved up to become Beauty Editor. Of course, she graduated from Columbia which brought her great references and made her a top competitor. Her job is to be on top of her department of beauty; she must write pieces and acquire pictures for her area. Katherine is her assistant and after a week of working together, they became best friends.

"I need you to not slam your hands on the table, Kat." Caroline stated, covering the side of her face with her hands. "People will stare, I have had enough embarrassment these past few days."

"I'm sorry, Care." She empathized as she outstretched her hand towards Caroline. She quickly took it. "It just makes me angry that he is acting this way towards you. This motherfucker just thinks he can break up with you and then come 4 days later and tell you, not ask you, to move out in one month!?" She leaned back, huffing out a breath. "I hate him for treating you this way. He is acting like if he never even spent 6 years with you. Like if nothing ever happened between you two."

"I know and I don't understand it as well. It's like if I cheated or if I was the one that broke up with him. He is being petty, and I don't know what to do." Her eyes began to tear up. You're a mess! His words kept ringing inside her head. Even though she showered and she got dressed, she still felt like a total mess. Her heart is still broken, that hasn't changed, and her appetite has not made an appearance yet. She couldn't see the bright light at the end of the tunnel.

"No, no!" Katherine reprimanded. "No crying over that douche bag. Your new mission this weekend is to get fucked up and forget that you ever had a boyfriend." Caroline smiled at her as she wiped away the few tears that managed to escape her eyes. She didn't want to go out, but she felt she deserved it. Maybe even with a few drinks in her system she might be able to finally get some sleep.

"You know what? That actually sounds like fun." She replied.

"Fuck yeah! I am going to be able to experience single Caroline! This is going to be one for the books, girl." Katherine exclaimed as she took a sip out of her long island iced tea.