A/N:

Oh my gosh, it's been almost been a year since I've updated this story. But I'm BACKKKKK! After much persuasion, and numerous PMs asking when I was going to post a new chapter, I finally gave in to the begging. I think my writing has improved, so hopefully it sounds a bit better. My grammar too, at least according to my English grade. I know you guys are probably not happy I haven't updated in so long, but I promise I am going to finish this story. I'm even thinking of posting it on a site called Wattpad. What do you guys think? Well, I'll shut up now. HAPPY READING!

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Chapter 20: Forgive Me

Klaus POV

"How can you test a girl to see if she is a vampire? Xander, I trusted you to meet Caroline. She tried her hardest to impress you and Cecelia, and you burned her. Now she is out cold in the drawing room, and I have to explain why one of my friends treated her like a piece of litter!" I shouted, and Xander lowered his gaze in frustration.

"Niklaus, I meant no harm to the girl. I was just testing her." He said calmly, as if putting vervain in a vampire's drink was as tender as giving a young child a sweet.

"I trusted you, and you are lucky you are not dead." I threatened, and the man just chuckled quietly, to my astonishment.

"You have not changed in over 300 years, Niklaus. Have you no decency for an old friend? I want you to find love with a woman, settle down. I assume you don't actually have feelings for this young vampire, do you?" Xander asked me, a questioning look on his solemn face. My anger got ahead of me, and soon I had him pinned to the antique liquor cabinet in the right corner of his office, my hand in his chest, ready to yank out his heart.

"You have no decision on who I love, or who I choose to be surrounded by. I turned you on that night; when you were just a drunken orphan, bleeding from a tacky bar fight. I attended your wedding to Cecelia, and I gave you permission to turn her. I gave you a life, and now you are trying to control mine? I am so sorry, my dear mate, but I just can't let that happen." I apologized swiftly.
His heart fell to the floor with a simple thump.

Caroline POV

My head was throbbing with pain, but I could clearly see now. I was in a room with burgundy drapes, and oak wood furniture. Light flooded through the large windows on the east wall, and there was a desk piled with papers facing the west wall. Antique statues stood on marble pedestals, and there wasn't even a speck of dust.

"Oh Caroline, are you alright? You fell quite hard, knocked you out. Would you like some water?" A familiar voice asked me sweetly, and I turned to see Cecelia standing in the doorway. She carried a tray with a pitcher, and a cup filled with ice water.

"Will drink kill me, or just sedate me so you can torture me more? Or you know what, where's Nik? I want to go home." I snapped, and pushed myself up from the couch I had been laying on. The room spun a little bit, and I became a little woozy, but I settled after a minute.

"He's upstairs with Xander in his study, talking about things. I will go and tell them you are awake, okay?" Cecelia said, and she placed the tray on the coffee table. Leaving the room I heard her walk up the stairs, and the opening of a door. Then I heard her blood curdling scream of terror, and I knew what had happened.

Rushing up the stairs, I ran through the open doorway to see a crumpled Cecelia crying over her husband's limp body. With Xander's heart lying in a puddle of blood beside him, I looked to see the murderer. Nik stood in a corner, his arms by his side. His shirt and hands doused with blood, he gave me a look of sincere apology, and I gave him a snarl back. Disgusted by the man I saw before me, I turned to look away. I walked straight down the stairs, out the front door, and straight to the car. I heard Nik calling me all the way there. Ignoring him I stepped into the passenger side, and buckled my seatbelt.

He slid into the seat next to me, and I didn't even say a word. I looked straight ahead, focusing on the drive back to the villa.

"Caroline, please." He whispered, and reached over to touch me. I smacked his hand away, a just kept looking forward.

"Take me back to the villa, Klaus."

I had never been so disgusted with a person in my entire life. Before Klaus could even speak to me, I was out of the car and heading straight towards the bedroom that I would no longer share with such an animal. I could hear the echoes of Klaus's calls I began throwing my clothing into random suitcases along with mismatched shoes, grabbing whatever my hands could grip. Klaus had completely crossed the line.

"Caroline, sweetheart, please. You don't understand the complexity of Xander's betrayal. Now let's settle this like civilized people." Klaus tried to reason with me as he entered the bedroom we shared.

"You said you were trying to change, Klaus. And I foolishly believed you. No normal, or mentally stable person for that matter, would kill their friend. But what am I saying? You are Klaus Mikaelson. The destroyer of all things that is nice and beautiful." I ranted, Klaus trying to interject in between my sentences. But I didn't even give him the chance too.

"I meant what I said about trying to change my ways. If you would just listen to want I am trying to tell you, you might understand where my reasoning came from." Klaus responded, and I just rolled my blue eyes. No matter what he tried to say, nothing could change the situation Klaus had put himself in.

"I said I would give you a chance to prove yourself worthy. Hell, I broke up with Tyler because I actually found myself falling for you. I seriously don't know what has happened to my morals these last couple of days." I shook my head as I continued to randomly pack my belongings. I focused on stuffing everything into bags.

"Caroline, I am sincerely sorry. Xander hurt you, and I got angry. Please, forgive me." Klaus pleaded, taking my forearms into his hands to stop me from packing. I looked up into his eyes, and all I saw was pure pain.

But I looked away. I couldn't risk looking into those deep blue orbs, and completely falling all over again. If I forgave him, I would be violating every promise I had ever made to myself about relationships.

"I am moving into another bedroom. You wasted your last chance. I'm done." I spoke softly, and went back to my task.

"Please, just let me prove myself one more time." Klaus whispered back, grabbing my face in his large hands. Once again, I melted, and forgave him for what I hoped was the last time.

A/N:

It's done, I did it! Was it good? I hope it was. I redrafted this thing eight times trying to make if perfect. I really hope you all are happy. Please, review anything you feel. If a message, comment, or suggestion is urgent, please feel free to PM me! Have a great day/evening, and Happy Holidays!

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