The Note and the Witch

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Caroline remained unconscious and Klaus just sat and watched. He sat and twiddled with his thumbs waiting in agony. Every time Caroline would slightly move or make a noise, Klaus would jolt up like a puppy dog. Although, for the past while, alls he got was disappointment. Klaus repeatedly glanced at the clock and it felt like time was frozen.

He waited a few minutes and then got up, almost knocking the chair over. He walked downstairs, but still kept focus on hearing Caroline's low breathing. He made it to the living room and gathered some of his art supplies. He turned around and was about to blur upstairs when he bumped into Elijah.

"Brother, I'm in a rush." He said in a semi-stern voice. He moved to walk past Elijah who turned around and watched him scurry away.

"Niklaus." Elijah started to talk. Klaus just kept walking and headed towards the stairs. "What happened to 'we are not weak?'" He said with a chuckle. He watched as his little brother gave him scoff and then bolted back to his room.

Klaus sat back down next to Caroline, but this time with his sketchbook. He kept replaying the words Elijah spoke; after all they were his own. He started sketching Caroline and after he filled about five pages of her, he moved and sat Indian style on the bed. He continued to sketch her some more until she rolled over and place her right hand just near her face on the pillow. He glanced up for her movement messed up the drawing and that's when he realized what was on her wrist. How had he not noticed it before? It was glistening against her pale skin and strong just like her. Klaus's bracelet: he couldn't believe she put it on! He put the sketchbook to the side and leaned it to touch the bracelet.

As soon as his finger tip touched one of the diamonds he felt a surge of energy, which made him look directly at Caroline. She squinted her eyes and nose then rolled her head around the pillow. Klaus moved back to his sitting position and waited for her to fully wake up. He picked up his sketchbook, doodled one last picture of Caroline and wrote a little message on it.

"Tyler" Caroline whispered. Klaus looked extremely disappointed that his name wasn't said first. Caroline then looked at Klaus, she still looked dazed and confused, and then looked around the room. She tried to move herself to a sitting position, but was still weak. She laid her head back down onto the pillow and curled into beetle position. "Klaus" she whispered, trying to hold back tears. Now that she was conscious, memories of last night starting pouring back. Klaus moved closer to her backside and started to stroke her face with the back of his hand. "You bit me." She said sternly. She didn't make eye contact or budge at all.

Klaus then wrapped his arm around her and lay down next to her. "Sweetheart" He paused as Caroline didn't reject this gesture. She wanted to move his arm and yell at him, but she felt so safe. She didn't understand what she was feeling, it was almost a sensation, but not of anger, of comfort. "I'm so sorry." He said in a regretful tone as he rested his chin on her head.

Caroline could feel when he moved his head, for his facial hair would cause friction against her own blonde hair and move it. She liked the feel of it; Tyler was too young (or not manly enough) to have a five o'clock shadow of any sort. When she felt his grip get tighter and him pull her closer, she tightly grabbed onto his arm and embraced him. She knew it was wrong, but she knew she was feeling something different. It wasn't love and it wasn't lust. It was comfort and sympathy.

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Caroline awoke the next morning, but she wasn't in the same room as the last time. Now she was in her own colorful bedroom and it made her think if last night was just all a trippy dream. She looked around, confused and almost sad. She noticed on her bed stand there were two packets of blood, one was labeled "from Klaus" the other was just a regular one from her own house. In front of the two bags of blood was a recognizable blue box. When she saw it she was unconsciously touching the bracelet on her wrist. She scurried over from her bed and grabbed to box. She opened it quickly to find a two wrapped up pieces of paper. The first one she opened was a new sketch of her sleeping. Yes, it was kind of creepy, but she thought it was sweet. On the bottom right there was a little note that said "Please forgive me love." Then there were some scribbled out words which were replaced by "~Klaus" She tried to make out the words, but the only letters she could make out were "I, L, U." it didn't even click in her head what the obvious answer would be.

She jumped out of bed when she realized she was still in those tattered pajamas from last night. That proved that it wasn't just a dream, which she had hoped. As she landed on her feet the other parchment fell to the ground. She forgot that there were two papers inside the box not just one. She bent down and picked it up. She observed its outside and noticed tape was all around it. She gave a confused look and then unrolled. Her face was stunned and her heart started to ache.

"Thank you for your honesty. ~Klaus" The drawing was taped back together although many of the rip marks were still clearly visible. She sat back down on her bed and just stared at it. She put both the drawings on the stand in front of the blood and picked up her cell. She texted Bonnie and told her it was urgent. Caroline sped and got dressed; she put a short yellow sun dress on some sandals. She let her blond waves down and grabbed her bag then bolted out the door.

She blurred over to Bonnie's house, and was about to knock when Bonnie already opened the door. Bonnie gave her a concerned look and Caroline returned it. Bonnie waved her hand to come in and shut the door with a wave of her hand. Caroline jumped a bit, but magic always made her feel uneasy.

"Bonnie" Caroline started to say, almost chocking on her name. "I…I" She continued to choke. Bonnie turned around and looked at her. She closed her eyes and started to mumble a witchy chat. "Bonnie" Caroline said cautiously. She looked left and right and started to twiddle with her thumbs. "Bonnie!" Caroline said squeezing her hands together. Bonnie opened her eyes and walked up to Caroline. She grabbed Caroline's hands and looked straight at her.

"What happened, Care?" She asked straight forwardly.

"Tyler attacked me." She responded instantly. After she finished she jumped a bit and thought, why did that come out so easily?

"Why?"

"I kept a drawing" Caroline looked up at ceiling trying to stop herself from saying his name, but she couldn't. "from Klaus." Bonnie paused after hearing his name.

"Why?" She snapped.

"Because." Caroline started tearing, she's been asking herself why she's kept it. "It shows he still has his humanity!" Caroline blurted out, and then she looked down. "It shows that he cares."

"That's not possible." Bonnie said, letting go of Caroline's hands. She gave Caroline one of the most disappointing looks ever, which made Caroline start crying.

"Please don't hate me, Bonnie. I need a friend." She sobbed. She dried her eyes and straightened her stance. She tried to be strong headed, but she felt so weak.

"Care, how can you sympathize with that monster? After all he's done!" Bonnie started to yell. She paced towards the door and opened it. She didn't make eye contact with Caroline, but rather gust leaned on the door and awkwardly fiddled with the knob. Caroline knew what that meant and she was heartbroken. "I'm sorry, Care." Bonnie said almost ashamed.

Caroline walked out feeling completely rejected. How could her best friend turn her back when she needed her? Caroline reached into her pocket to get her cell phone. When she pulled it out the note Klaus left her landed by her feet. Caroline bent down to grab it. She opened it and got up slowly. She looked to the open, then back at Bonnie's house. She noticed Bonnie staring at her through the window, then blurred away before Bonnie could react.