Hey guys, it's Independentstallion here. It's been a little while since I last updated this story, and I am sincerely sorry for it! I have been busy with college and my two jobs and haven't really had the time, but I guarantee it won't happen again. I will try to get in 1-2 new chapters per week. This story will be finished no matter what. Also for people who were concerned, the last chapter was a scene from the show, but other than that, this is going in a direction straying from the show. I don't own the characters, but I do own this plot.

Caroline looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes roaming across her bare body. She had on only her undergarments. Her body didn't look any different. Caroline was no virgin, and she hadn't pretended to be. Her and Tyler had done it enough times to make it evident. She had known what she had been doing, but so had Klaus.

It was weird to her that she realized just how much she wanted him when she'd finally given in to him. Because his words had been right. Klaus did bad things, very bad things, and she liked him in spite of it all. He'd killed Tyler's mother. Almost hadn't cured her when she'd been bitten by a werewolf. He'd almost killed Elena, had killed Jenna, was still trying to kill Katherine. Being around him meant death, and that wasn't something she could ever get used to.

But she wasn't going to lie to herself. She did have hope. She'd keep on thinking that maybe he would change, be different. That he would stop the destructive path he was on and become a new person, a better person. But it was too late for that. He'd lived his entire life like this, and he wasn't about to change now. And maybe she could see why he was going the way he was going. His life had been fucked up. He'd had both mother and father issues, his siblings had tried to kill him on numerous occasions, not to mention her and her friends.

And the thing was that Klaus was different with Caroline. He didn't treat her in the same way that he treated the others. He had always given her the benefit of the doubt even after all the times she'd betrayed him. He'd always help her when he could, when he wanted to. And he'd given her small gifts, and his attraction to her had never exactly been a secret. Maybe that was another reason that she liked him. Because while he was cold and ruthless with most people, he showed her a side that she never would have guessed existed. But it did, and she liked it when he showed her that side though she wished he would show it to more people than just her.

Her finger ran across her bottom lip, as she thought about all of the things it'd endured just hours before. Klaus had been in no means gentle with her, and she hadn't expected so. He hadn't exactly struck her as a gentle man. He'd been wanting her for some time, and he was happy getting what he wanted. He'd nipped at her, bitten her, but he'd pleasured her like no other lover had before.

Her finger continued, running along her neck before going over her full breasts, remembering what he'd done to those parts of her body. She smiled to herself. How could she ever forget what his lips had felt like against her breasts, as he nipped and suckled or even against her neck. If she weren't a vampire with super healing, there surely would have been marks and purple bruises from all of the attention Klaus had showed her there. Her hands continued, running along her abdomen before they stopped there. What was she thinking? This wasn't her.

Quickly Caroline turned her back to the mirror. She shouldn't be thinking about this, shouldn't be thinking about him, shouldn't be thinking about what had happened between the two of them. So why was she? Had she not been the one to tell Klaus that this would mean nothing? That she wouldn't think of him afterwards? That she would never want to see him again once they finished? So, why did her thoughts keep straying to him? It had to be because he was a good fuck, had worshiped her body in a way no other had. She remembered every single caress and touch he'd sent her way.

But she needed to stop thinking about this. It would drive her absolutely crazy. Nothing more was going to happen between her and the original hybrid. He was gone, had left after what happened between the two of them, leaving her to wonder how she really felt about the entire thing. She had feelings for Klaus? She did, but the question was why. He had done horrible things, continued to do so. But she knew it had to do with the fact that underneath all of that was still a man. One who was vulnerable, had feelings and emotions. A man who still had the capability to love. And a small part of her wanted to see that side of him.

But she knew that she couldn't. Once they'd tired themselves out, Caroline had waited, wanting to see if he would ask her to leave with him again as he had done a couple of weeks prior. Of course, she wouldn't have been able to. There was too much going on between her little group of friends, and she wasn't just going to leave them. That would be rude of her, and she happened to care about her friends. But she had wanted to see if the option was still open. But true to his word, once they had finished, he looked over her one more time before zooming off.

Her phone beeped, and she was grateful for the distraction to the disastrous direction her thoughts were heading in. She was quick to pick it up, already knowing it was a message. When she saw who it was from, she had turned the screen off, closing her eyes briefly. Tyler. She loved him. They'd been together for a long time, even making their relationship work when Klaus had gone after him for killing all of the hybrids. Nothing would have ever made him betray her. And when he'd finally been able to return, he couldn't even enjoy what they had together. All he could talk about was his revenge fantasies, all of which ended up with Klaus being dead.

And that was when their big argument came up. She had told him that he was insane to constantly be thinking about this and to just let it go. They'd both done some pretty nasty things to each other. Klaus killed his mother, and Tyler caused Klaus to kill all of his hybrids as well. Couldn't Tyler allow for bygones to be bygones? But that wasn't how Tyler saw it. He immediately accused her of having romantic feelings for the physcopathic killer he was. He accused her of loving the monster. Of course, Caroline had told him that wasn't the case because she loved him. But Tyler had continued until she told him that he had to pick between his revenge fantasies about Klaus and her. She'd been sure he was going to pick her. She'd always been there for him. But he hadn't. And she hadn't talked to him since.

She couldn't believe that he had the audacity to text her and pretend that everything was okay. She didn't want to talk to him. Not after all the accusing of her he did and making her his second priority. And she was about to delete his message and pretend that she had never gotten it until her phone began ringing. Caroline knew who the caller was before she even looked down. Tyler had always known that if she didn't answer a message immediately then she was more likely than not mad at him. So when they'd been dating, he used to always call her after a couple of minutes to force her to talk to him.

Caroline gave in and answer the phone. "Tyler, I don't want to talk to you. I'm sure you said everything you needed to say at our last meeting." Her voice was a snap, and she made sure that she remained strong.

"You haven't changed."

"My feelings for you have. Now if you'll excuse me..."

He cut her off. "Mine haven't."

Tyler wasn't a lovey dovey guy. He had told Caroline he loved her a handful of times. He much preferred showing her than saying the words out loud to her. And back then she didn't mind. Frankly, why would she? She had him, knew how he felt, and she loved him. That was enough for her. And she should've been able to remain strong at the words he had just told her, but she felt her heart ache slightly before she immediately tried to recompose herself. She didn't want him thinking that she still missed him. She was going to move on from him and his messed up fantasies.

"That's not enough anymore."

"Caroline, I love you. I pick you."

"You should've said that when I asked you to pick."

"I'm saying it now. Does time really matter?"

"Yes it does actually," Caroline tells him matter of factly.

She knew he didn't understand where she was coming, but as long as she did, that was all that mattered. Caroline had loved him unconditionally, would have done anything for him, even put herself in harm's way to make sure that he was okay and safe. And he finally was, but he'd come back, head full of nonsense revenge theories that she knew would never work. She wanted things to go back to how they were, wanting to be with him without his ideas of all of this. So when she asked him to pick, his answer should have immediately been her. There shouldn't have been any thought about it. She wouldn't have thought about it if it had been him asking her to choose. She would have picked him without a doubt. Is it bad that she wanted the same thing? She didn't think so.

"Look," Tyler tells her. "Can we please meet up at the grill? I just want to talk, and if you don't want to see me afterwards then I will accept that."

Caroline let out a sigh, thinking about it. If she were being honest than she wanted to. A part of her wanted to know what it was he wanted to talk to her about and hear what he had to say about the decision he had made. But another part of her knew that it would be no use. If he was willing to pick revenge over her then he wasn't a man she wanted to be with. And it wasn't like they were going to go to being friends. So, what would really be gained by having lunch with this man? She could do far more productive things in the free time that she had.

"Caroline," he interrupted her thoughts. "Please."

So she gave in with a sigh. "Fine," she answer, rolling her eyes. "When?"

"Does tonight work?"

"Sure."

"I'll see you then, Caroline."

"Yeah, see ya." And then she hung up.

She wasn't necessarily excited, but she wasn't going to bail on him. It was almost seven, and she'd been about to get into bed, but she didn't mind staying up for another hour. She walked to her closet before pulling out the clothes she wanted to wear. She slipped into a dark pink camisole, pairing it with a black skirt and a brown leather jacket. Afterwards, she teased her hair and applied minimal makeup before sliding into her black flats. Caroline shot herself a look in the mirror before deeming that she was ready to go. It looked as though she had tried but not very much.

The grill wasn't far, so she thought a walk would do her good. It was about fifteen minutes away by foot, and she didn't care if Tyler had to wait a little bit for her to get there. That was the least he deserved. It was a nice night, and the sun was in the horizon, going down. It was warm, and there was a slight breeze. She was almost to the club when she felt her hand being taken. Immediately she was pulled between two buildings. Caroline allowed her fangs to show towards her aggressor, about to attack until she realized who had taken. "Klaus?" she asks, and there are too many emotions in her voice to classify.

He did his typical smirk at her. "The one and only, my dear, Caroline."

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