Sorry for such a long wait you guys! A family issue kept me from updating, so my sincerest apologies. So, new chapter, and bonus, a NEW LOCATION! I want to thank ALL of you who suggested some pretty romantic places. I'm thinking you all want some Klaroline action? Hopefully this chapter will spark some feelings. I know the first part is sort of rushed, but I can't them to fight even though how hot it gets sometimes! I'm going to shut up now, so enjoy! :)
Love,
KeepingKlarolineReal
Chapter 5: Escape
When Klaus walked in, Caroline was just finishing dinner.
Without even thinking, Klaus blurted his thoughts out.
"I know you know about the Hayley problem. "He said, making Caroline shoot out of her seat.
"Yes." Caroline said, looking a bit eager, but held a serious expression.
"I and the young werewolf had a little interaction." Klaus said, trying to push out the painful confession.
"You had a little interaction?" Caroline asked, looking very suspicious.
"We had, what your generation would call a 'one night stand'." Klaus admitted, looking away.
"You SLEPT with her?!" the young blonde vampire shouted, sounding furious.
"It was liquor produced, love. Nothing important." Klaus replied, smirking.
"So, if you were to sleep with me on a liquor produced one night stand, it wouldn't be important?" Caroline asked, her face showing complete rage.
"Now that is another matter." Klaus said, looking Caroline in the eyes.
"Not the point!" Caroline said, looking a bit disgusted.
"Anything else?" she continued, calming down.
"There is one other, rather unbelievable thing." Klaus said, nervously.
"No way in hell." Caroline breathed.
"The werewolf Hayley is carrying my offspring."
Caroline was in utter shock. Klaus, the evil hybrid, a father? She thought of Hayley, and for some reason, how this mistake was going to affect her and Klaus's relationship. Her and Klaus had a friendship that had started to form, and like every other thing, it got ruined by one stupid mistake. Caroline then realized Klaus had her arms in is hands grip.
"Caroline." he pleaded, his ice-blue eyes staring into her hers.
"Leave me alone." she said, looking away.
"You need to understand, I will handle everything." Klaus said, not releasing her.
"Yes, the big hybrid Original will totally take responsibility for his mistakes." Caroline said, trying to break away.
But his grasp was iron.
"Please let me go." Caroline said, sounding hopeless.
"Not until you agree." Klaus said, pushing her against the counter.
"To what?" Caroline asked, getting curious.
"To a first class ticket away from Mystic Falls, New Orleans drama, and my uncaring siblings." Klaus replied, showing no sign he was accepting no for an answer.
"Thats what you do?" Caroline said, ignoring the offer.
"What, sweetheart?" Klaus asked, looking at her, head tilted.
Caroline exhaled.
"Nevermind. I'll go, but I am starting to lose feeling in my arms." she finished, not wanting to get Klaus angry. She knew that would be a true disaster.
Klaus released her. Caroline nodded him a silent thank you and began heading for the stairs, knowing that if Klaus was planning to go anywhere, he would leave the next day, so she needed to pack. But before she had reached the second landing, Klaus cleared his throat, noting he had one last thing to say. She turned to face him.
"Caroline, love, don't forget to pack your passport." and, without a sound he turned away.
Caroline had been sitting in the airport terminal for what seemed like forever. She was getting uncomfortable, and Klaus was still missing. The night before had been a rush of packing, planning, and online shopping with Rebekah. The Original blonde had overheard Klaus and Caroline in the kitchen and was already packing Carolines small bag.
"You know, this is a not a good wardrobe for Rome." Rebekah had said when Caroline had entered the room."
"Wait, I'm going to ROME?" Caroline asked, eyes wide.
Rebekah had, of course, rolled her eyes, yanking Caroline over to the laptop sitting upon the vintage desk. The youngest Original pulled up a european shopping site and began browsing the summer lines. Before Caroline had realized what she was doing, Caroline had joined the fashion hunt. In total the girls pulled in 23 tops, 13 pairs of shorts, 6 skirts, 4 pairs of capris, 2 pairs of leggings and some simple lingerie. Caroline bought herself 12 necklaces, 8 bracelets, 5 hats, and 2 scarfs. Rebekah helped her out by picking out 4 pairs of sunglasses and 24 pairs of sandles, pumps, wedges and flip-flops. Thirteen bathing suits and wraps finished her summer wardrobe.
The total:$3,895.90. Rebekah used her shopping credit card, leaving Caroline in no debt.
The memory was funny because Caroline could never imagined shopping Rebekah would be fun.
Finally Klaus returned, saying the plane was ready for boarding. Here Caroline was, going to Europe. She was living her dreams.
Thirteen hours later, she was tired and sweaty. The plane ride was decent, but irrelevant.
"Tired, love?" Klaus asked as thy were finishing going through immigration.
"Just a bit." Caroline said, lugging her small suitcase down a long corridor to the exit.
When the two got outside, a bright red Ferrari awaited them.
"Let me guess, you own this?" Caroline said, buckling in her seatbelt.
"Is that a crime, sweetheart?" Klaus asked, devious grin on his face.
Caroline looked at him and then looked away towards the window. Lights passed by in the dark night, Caroline paying no attention until they onto a gated drive. When the got to the end, a massive Italian villa beside the bay sat before them.
"You really do own a place in every country." Caroline said as Klaus led her up the majestic front stairs.
When Caroline entered the front foyer, she was already in love. Dark wood carvings were ornate against the tan stucco walls, showing no age. The crystal chandelier was shining like stars. Two large stairways made a grand centerpiece.
"Well, aren't you coming, love?"
Caroline's room was a vision of pure elegance. White furniture with mint walls and accents was relaxing, yet a big pop of color. The clothes Rebekah had ordered were already in the closet, color coded and perfected. Klaus had said to meet him on the terrace in thirty minutes, and to look nice. Caroline had already curled her hair, and she was sitting on the ottoman in her closet in a silk robe, trying to find an outfit. A wisteria purple sheath dress caught her eye. With black wedges and matching black earrings, the outfit was perfect.
After searching door after door, Caroline finally found the terrace. A fantastic view of the water made the perfect backdrop. But what really caught Caroline's eye was Klaus. He was dressed in a black suit, with a charcoal grey dress shirt. The meal was placed on the table, candles lighted.
Caroline cleared her throat. Klaus turned around, his eyes lighting up.
"Caroline, you look gorgeous." Klaus said, taking her hand and leading her to the table. He pulled out a chair for her, and Caroline sat down.
"This view is incredible." Caroline said after Klaus had seated himself.
"Am I right that wine would make this a more formal occasion?" Klaus asked, pulling the cork out of the bottle.
"That it would." Caroline answered, taking a glass, and diving into wonderous Italian cuisine.
After the to die for meal, Klaus and Caroline wandered over to the railing to gaze out upon the endless water. The lights twinkled bright, like beams of undying light. Klaus broke the silence with a question.
"Caroline, how would you feel to spend the summer in Rome?"Klaus said, placing his glass of wine down and taking Caroline's hands.
"I would love that." she answered, looking sincere and truthful.
"Well, then, love. Welcome to Rome, the eternal city." Klaus concluded, placing a light kiss on Caroline's lips.
Ok. HE KISSED HER! Sorry about the short chapter. But, WELCOME TO ROME! Summer filled with Klaus, who could refuse. Please review ideas for activities, sights, or even just plain old thoughts and questions! By the way, the reason they are leaving is becuase Klaus really wants to distract Caroline from the Hayley drama. So please understand, the Hayley problem is just begginning.
Love,
KeepingKlarolineReal