The next few days continued on in this manner. They had dinner together, but that was the only time that they saw each other. They both disliked being trapped in the house. But only one of them knew how they could get out. And she knew it to be impossible.
Caroline laid on her bed and stared off into space. This was supposed to be a fun day. A day with all of her family and friends showering her with attention and gifts. She was supposed to be sneaking drinks and passing out. How else was a twenty year old supposed to celebrate their birthday? "Snap out of this, Caroline." She spoke to herself. If she couldn't have the friends, family, attention, or gifts, she was sure as hell going to get the alcohol. She knew that Klaus had to have some around the house. It seems like of like an unspoken law. If you were a vampire, you were basically an alcoholic. Well. . . the male vampires at least. She bounded out of her room and began her search.
He had gotten her a gift because it was her birthday. Hell, even he didn't want to be stuck with himself on his birthday. He knocked on her bedroom door, but received no answer. He knocked again and waited. After a few minutes, he let himself in. He found that she wasn't there. He hadn't confined her to her room so he wasn't surprised. He was surprised to see her wall. It was almost an exact replica of his sketch.
It was that moment that she decided to walk back in the room grumbling, "What kind of vampire doesn't have alcohol." She wasn't looking where she was going and rammed right into Klaus. "Just because you are inept and finding alcohol doesn't mean it's not here, love." He smiled as he righted her back to her feet. "And I doubt you need any, considering that you seem to have trouble walking most of the time."
This only made her angry. She couldn't help being clumsy. It had followed her into her vampire life. She took a step back and just glared at him. He smirked and grabbed her hand. She put up a fight until he rolled his eyes and laughed at her. His laugh froze her in place. He sounded like an angel. She quickly pushed that thought from her head. "Come on! If I was going to hurt you, sweetheart, it would have happened already." He was growing a little impatient. Caroline just sighed and decided to follow him without any more of a fight.
He hadn't let go of her hand and it made her nervous. She should have been afraid or angry. But his hand was so smooth and warm. Another thought she had to push to the way back of her mind. He had led her to a room she hadn't noticed before. The door opened to reveal a rather large room with a grand wooden dance floor. At one edge of the room, there was a fully stocked bar and couches. "Kol needed a room to entertain his guests when he was here." He felt the need to explain. He continued to lead her to the bar, where he finally let go of her hand. "So what will it be?"
Six apple martinis later, she was spilling every thought that came into her head. Klaus just listened to her with a smirk on his face. She finally confessed about how her father tortured her after she was turned. The smile quickly left his face. "He did what?" he asked with a growl. She leaned towards him, placing her hand on his cheek. She smiled at him. "Why would you be angry? If you get angry, the bad people win." He was confused and just assumed that she had had too much alcohol. She saw the confusion on his face, so she decided to explain. "By getting angry or sad, you give them power. They control your emotions. You are their victim, for as long as you chose to be." She reached for a bottle of alcohol across from Klaus. She ended up falling into his lap, straddling him, with her hand still on his face.
She had confused him. Never in his thousand years did he ever come to think of what she had in just a few. She was like him in so many ways. But she was also greatly different. She chose light. He had the same choice. One he told himself didn't exist. And now, the angel had fallen into his lap. He gazed down into her crystal blue eyes. He tucked a stray curl behind her ear. He watched her as the hand that had been resting on his face traveled through his hair.
He was being pulled down towards her face. Their mouths met with passion. A flame ran through them both. Her other hand snaked up the back of his shirt. She couldn't seem to get close enough to him. Her fingernails dug into his back. Their tongues battled until she nipped his lower lip, drawing blood. She pulled away and watched as a small drop of blood formed. She was mesmerized. Her fangs broke through her gums as she leaned forward and licked this lip, collecting the blood in the process. She moaned at the taste. She leaned in to kiss him again, but Klaus pulled away.
He lifted her up bridal style and took her back to her room. The whole way, he was having an inner battle. He wanted to claim her, to make her his. But she was intoxicated. As much of a monster as he was, he wouldn't take advantage of a girl that he actually liked. He realized it then. He really liked her. He refused to dwell on the thought. He laid her down in her bed and kissed her forehead. "Goodnight, love." He said with a sigh. "Wait. . . You are just leaving? That's it?" He turned back to face her. "When you decide to kiss me without being inebriated, then you can expect a full night of ravishing." He winked at her and closed the door behind him.
Ok so I hope you enjoyed. I haven't ever written a kissing scene. So I hope it was ok. Sorry for taking so long to update. So many good stories are being updated and I get distracted by them. I also need to get a move on with my other story. If you read that one, there will be an update sometime in the next few days. I kinda forgot where I was going with it, so I have to re figure everything for it out. For those that think that this chapter is really out of character, have you ever been drunk? I know alcohol sure gets me out of character. . . Thank you to those that have reviewed: Madamam. Yes. He does lust for her. He likes her a lot. I think we all know that he loves her. Except for him. And Caroline. Musicalfreak: I am glad you liked it. For some reason, everything clicks when I talk to you. I'm afraid that that proud moment might have gone away with this chapter. But I kind of liked it. Lol. Thank you for those who have put this story on their alerts. And to shelaweena for adding this story to his/her favorites. That makes me feel so proud. This chapter has been brought to you by Quesadillas from taco bell and the letter t. For taco.