Chapter 3
Caroline POV…
The club was packed more than it usually was, but that was to be expected during the approach of June; plenty of college kids beginning their summer break. She wasn't effected by the crowd of grinding bodies as she made her way to the bar to wait for her friend to arrive; it would be a while still and she was more than willing to knock some drinks back in her wait. She was still aggravated with her brother and his never ending quest to get her back to "normal" and to reconnect with everyone from her hometown; she couldn't seriously see the point in it after everything had happened. Not to mention she still had a lot she needed to do with her friends in New York that she couldn't let her brother know about; she didn't to get him hurt after everything he had done to help her. Seven tequila shots and two margaritas she was feeling slightly more relaxed when she spotted Trevor making his way to join her at the bar.
"So are we going all out or do you just want a little stress relief?" Trevor asked and she knocked her drink back before deciding to answer.
"Just a little stress relief… I just ended another fling so I have to wait on results before I can go all out." She replied and he gave her a nod before extending his hand to her.
"Well we might as well get you wired up then." He remarked as they made their way onto the dance floor. Caroline let herself move in time with the music and they had to take a few breaks to go reload on drinks, but after a couple of hours she was ready to leave. She let Trevor know and they started walking out. She spotted Klaus at one of the booths speaking with a woman and smirked; he was hitting on a clingy one. She had spotted the woman before and knew how desperate she was, so she thought it would be better to let him find out for himself so he'd believe her later if she ever gave him advice; and a part of her believed he might have been spying on her for Stefan.
Caroline and Trevor went to her apartment and went straight into her "special room". She went over to the chains hanging down from the bolt in the ceiling and immediately stripped down. She could see Trevor motioning to the different devices she had on a shelf and she would either shake or nod for what she wanted him to use on her. Once everything was chosen he came over and secured her wrists above her head and stripped himself down. She felt him run a leather strap over her back and bottom before she felt it come back with a light sting. She wasn't in the mood to take all night warming up so she hissed out a warning to get things rolling along.
The next time she felt the strap come down she had to grit her teeth but she didn't stop the groan that rose up and out of her. He kept up with the smacks until she grunted out that it was time to switch things up. Caroline could feel the vibrations as he slid the dildo over her slit enough to lubricate it before he inserted it and turned the power up. She shamelessly moaned when she felt the new instrument was her leather tasseled whip and he was finally letting loose; she guessed he realized she was actually serious when she told him she wanted it to hurt. He kept it until she was about to pass out and he pulled the dildo out and turned it off; releasing her from her manacles and helping her to the bed.
Caroline looked down at Trevor to see him leaking precum from his erection and reached down to grant him his release. She didn't want to spend too much time on him, but she figured he deserved a little extra for finally doing as she wanted, so she let herself slide off of the bed and onto her knees to take him into her mouth. He wasn't known for lasting long, but she figured he would have lasted a little longer than he did as she pulled away and let his cum fall on her breasts. Once he was spent she stood back up and pulled on her robe to begin cleaning up the things they had used; hearing Trevor getting dressed she was glad he didn't try to linger. Once she was sure everything was clean she walked him to her apartment door and waved him off; immediately going into the kitchen and making herself a drink. Checking the time on her wall clock she took her drink with her and began preparing a bath; using a rag to wipe the remains of Trevor from her chest and discarding it and her robe into her hamper.
Sinking down into the tub she let out a hiss as the hot water surrounded her body and her wounds stung. She let the pain engulf her until she felt numb again before she scrubbed over herself until she could feel clean again. She gave up after a while when she remembered she had to go to bed for work the next morning and got out of the tub. Once she had dried off she went into her room and examined her back in the mirror; seeing the cuts and the already-forming bruises she cussed out loud. She pulled on one of her nightgowns and stretched out in the bed on her stomach with her mind already determined to not call Trevor again; she wanted pain but she didn't want it to be visible if she wore a dress. She would have to be over dressed for the next few days as her back healed back up and it would probably be a good idea to stay away from situations where people tried to embrace her; though that would fail since she told Stefan she would go home the following day. Pushing it all out of her head she turned to her side and let herself fall asleep.
Klaus POV…
Klaus groaned as he filled his third condom of the night from fucking the red head he had picked up at the club. He pulled out and rolled onto his back to catch his breath as the woman turned and wrapped an arm over his chest. He didn't think anything of it for a moment until he tried to get up and get his clothes and she tried pulling him back to her. He told her he needed to go but she kept insisting that he stay the night and let her make him breakfast the next morning; apparently he had picked the wrong person for his night. He pulled her arms off of him and proceeding in getting dressed but she pounced on his back and it brought them both to the floor.
"Why won't you stay? We can eat breakfast together and then we can decide when to have a date!" The woman went into hysterics.
"This isn't anything more than a fuck! You agreed to that… otherwise I would have moved along and found someone else for this shit." He answered back and she broke out into sobs. He managed to get himself pulled up as he grabbed his shirt and shoes and made a mad dash to get out of her apartment; not caring that he only had his boxers and undone pants on. He knew he needed to get away before she went any more psychotic than what she had. He hit the stairs as he finished zipping his pants and pulled his shirt over his head; not stopping to put on his shoes until he had made it outside and halfway around the block. He quickly flagged a taxi and told him the address to get him back to the house as he sent his sister a text to let her know he was on his way back.
Rebekah let him back into the house once he had arrived and he noticed her frazzled appearance; apparently she and Stefan had been having their own fun while alone and they had just went to bed when he had texted. He made his way back to his temporary room, but Rebekah pulled on his arm and motioned for him to follow her to the living room. Once in there he could see her disappointed face but he didn't know if it was from him or something else; although he'd guess it was from him. He watched her glance in her room's direction before setting her sights back on him and telling him to sit before she took a seat on the couch. He indulged her so he could get their conversation over with quicker and he could go to bed; it was pretty tiring having to run from a psycho.
"Did you see Caroline anywhere? Stefan tried texting and calling her but she didn't answer." Rebekah spoke softly; he guessed Stefan had already dozed off.
"I think I might have but I can't be too sure since I've only met her once." Klaus answered and his sister scoffed in response.
"Of course you wouldn't remember her face… it bloody figures. So… the one that might have been Caroline… was she okay?" She ranted and asked and he nodded in return. "Well… I hope she got to her apartment alright… and I'm glad you made it back safely." She finalized and was about to stand, but Klaus stopped her.
"I'm sure she's fine… she's been here for a while so she should know the ins and outs of the city. I know I'm going to have to figure it out to avoid any future fiascos like I had earlier… the woman was psychotically clingy." He spoke with a laugh and watched his sister give him a grin as she shook her head at him.
"Serves you right for being such a douche big brother." Rebekah responded before hugging him and standing from her spot next to him. "Well… since you're home I'm going to bed… love you." She said and he nodded as he watched her walk out of the room. He let his breath out before standing and finally going to his room and getting him some fresh clothes; deciding a shower would be the best way to end the night. He was glad he had brought his used condoms with him as he threw them away in his waste basket since he wouldn't put it past the red head to use them to get herself pregnant; he should have seen her craziness sooner but his dick was too eager for a fuck.
After his shower he went back into his room and stretched out. His mind wandered back to the club when he had spotted Caroline; he may have said he wasn't sure it was her, but he knew it had been. Klaus had watched her for a few minutes from his spot at the bar before he had been approached by the psycho. She had been grinding against some guy to the beat of the music but she didn't seem interested in him; not really. The guy had looked like he didn't care if he was there or not, but was dancing with her regardless so it must have been somebody she knew and had met up with instead of someone she was picking up from the club, he deduced. Maybe he had been wrong when he thought she wasn't really into the casual sex ways, so he wondered if she would point him in the right direction of town to get what he wanted; surely she knew a few women that would be like that.
Another part of his mind thought about the possibility of coming up with an arrangement between him and Caroline. If she didn't know any women then she might agree to fucking with him until he could get his bearings in the city and then they could go on like nothing ever happened. He wouldn't lie, he did think she was beautiful and it would be convenient since he was staying at her house; not to mention she looked like she could be a freak in the sheets. Not wanting to have to deal with a hard on when he was tired he shook the blonde from his thoughts and maneuvered the pillows on the bed to be more comfortable; he could tell they hadn't been used much, if at all. It wasn't much later that he finally drifted off to sleep and was plagued with his own painful memories of the past.
