It's been months since the last update of this fanfic. I hope you guys didn't forget the story at all. I was just too frustrated about the turn of the events on TVD. Specially at the current situation of Klaroline. The fate of The Originals. As much as I want to have hope, but I do know that hopes breed eternal misery. So my hopes for Klaroline sort of shattered in The Orginals' plotline and the spoilers from season 5. But I'll always believe in Klaroline. As Klaus said, he WILL be her last love. However long it takes. Even that means at the end of TVD and TO. But Klaroline WILL happen.
It took me so long to update for another reason. I wasnt quite sure where I'm going with this story. But now, I've jotted it down. So everything from now on will go according to plan in this story.
Daily reminder that Joseph Morgan is the synonym of 'Perfection'. You've obviously seen the BTS of Dermaphoria and Open Grave, didn't you? Wonder how can a man be so perfect!
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As I Lay My Love On You
Matt opened the door as soon as Caroline knocked. He was expecting her already because Caroline called him up on her way. She stormed inside the living room and then halted in the mid-way suddenly. She turned back to face Matt and darted him with her questions.
"What do you think about Klaus?"
"I'm sorry, what?" Matt was taken aback.
"Urrghh… wrong question. Do you think Klaus should be given more power? Won't he misuse it if given and use it against us? Will he ever be a better man? You think what he always acts around me as a caring person isn't a façade and he really mean it all the time?" Caroline keep on blurting.
"Woah, hang on, hang on, Care! What happened to you? A person can only answer once at a time." His hands raised upward, Matt moved forward to Caroline. He held her shoulder and sat him on the chair. Caroline let out a deep breath.
"Oooppss. Sorry. I'm kind of jeopardized about the current situation." Then she explained Matt everything that was going on around and then about the problems that may cause from it.
Matt listened to everything calmly. Then he slowly said, "Caroline, I think you're overthinking. I admit that the original family has done so many terrible things. They harmed us earlier in so many levels. But they can be fixed. They aren't as bad as you're making them right now. They'll be good to us if you just accept them. Think of it."
"Seriously? You think so? Don't you think some people can't be fixed? People who do terrible things are just terrible people."
"No, Care. I don't believe so. You know why? Because I hang out with some people who've also done terrible things."
Caroline was taken aback. She wasn't expecting this sort of answer from Matt.
"What do you mean, Matt? You hate us"
"No, no, no! Of course not, Caroline. You all are my friends. I'll never hate you. I'm just pointing out the fact here. Do you remember our life two years ago, when we weren't in all this mess? Just think how much we've changed in the course. Remember when Damon killed so many innocent people without any reason? When he tried to kill Jeremy and actually killed Vickie? But still Elena managed to fall in love with him and here am I, helping him with whatever agendas. Remember Stefan's ripper phase? Well, he was compelled but what was his attitude after he was free? He became a bully but we still love him as equally as we did. Remember when we daggered Rebekah just because she was a bump on our way to have Mikael kill Klaus? We killed Kol, captivated Klaus on the Gilbert house. How are we any different from the Originals? We also did terrible things. We're not any better than them. So if we think we deserve happiness and can be saved, why can't they?"
Caroline's mind was in distant. She remembered having almost the same conversation with Stefan on the eve of Winter- Wonderland party. Just before she heard the news of Klaus killing Tyler's mom.
"But he killed Tyler's Mom, Matt." She protested.
"And we killed Finn, Kol. Both of the teams have the equal blood in our hand. And both of the teams did these for the same reason. Survival. "
Caroline thought that for a moment. She remembered the look on Klaus' face when she draped Kol's dead body.
"I guess you're right. They may not be as brutal as we make them to be." She inhaled heavily and decided. "Thank you Matty! I knew you'll be the only one who will show me the ray of hope without being personally biasedness."
Matt scoffed, "I can't tell if you're right."
Caroline hugged him briefly and took her leave. She walked to the door and open it. Then suddenly something drawn to her.
"Your perspective isn't influenced by and for a certain blonde Original bitch, is it?" she skewed her eyes.
Matt gave her a crooked smile. "You wouldn't know if it is."
"Jerk!" she laughed and walked away.
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The scorching pain. It's like the world has moved into another dimension. This type of pain can't really exist in this world.
Klaus was feeling excruciating pain inside him. It didn't cause from any physical injury. His body was perfect, as always. But his inside was like tearing apart in a million pieces. The heat inside him is increasing with time. He took his leather jacket off. But that didn't do anything. He didn't feel any comfort. So he tore off his Henley as well. His bare body was soaked with the beads of sweat. The dirty moist feeling crept him out.
He got up from the floor into a sitting position. He brought his knees together and wrapped his arms around them, keeping them closer to his chest and then he bend his head in between them. He started rocking a bit, hoping the pain would fade soon enough.
It spent three and a half hours, but still there was no symptom of the pain to fade away.
Klaus was never a religious type guy. Hello, there was no question of him being religious. He's the most powerful immortal creature in this world and he had seen enough to not believe that there could be someone above us, watching. He always refused that there's anything called heaven and hell. He believed whatever it is, it is in this very tormenting world.
But if there was hell and if hell is meant for torturing people, he was sure it feels the same as he is feeling. This pain is nothing less than hell, right in the middle of this very world.
How can it be stopped?
He knew this pain is caused by Silas. He mind controlled Klaus so that he feels the pain. So there was no way to cure it unless Silas decided against it or he is dead.
Or Klaus is dead.
How hard would it be if he killed himself? The white oak stake to his heart? But nobody knew the whereabouts of the stake after Rebekah lost it in the island. So he can't be killed.
May be it was better if he died before. When so many people had tried to kill him. It would have caused less pain than this.
He felt his throat drying. He got up somehow and dragged himself to the dining room, drank glasses after glasses of water. But nothing could satiate that thirst.
"Niklaus"
The voice startled him violently. The glass slipped from his hand and it shatters into thousand pieces on the ground. He turn around and saw the face of the most feared and hated person in the world.
"Don't you wish now I killed you long before, boy?"
The taunt of that figure's voice was evident. He was quite enjoying the situation Klaus is in.
"Mikael!" Klaus huffed at the vague figure of his step-father.
"Hello son! Missed me? Because I sure did."
"How can you be here? I killed you." Klaus withered in disbelief.
"Oh, ofcourse you did. And I'm very much dead still. But that doesn't mean I can't be in your hallucination as well, does it?"
"Hallucination?"
"Yes son. I'm created in your mind. Just as much the pain is created in your mind."
"Why? Why would my mind create you of all people?"
"Because, you want to die. And you wish I'd done that earlier."
"Nooo." A trailed whisper was all got out from Klaus' throat.
"Really? Ask yourself and say that you don't want to be dead right now. Tell me you wish all of your sufferings go away."
"SHUT UUUPP!" Klaus roared and stood up straight, pain forgotten for a moment.
"You such an arrogant child, Niklaus. You called me here and now you want me to go away?" Mikael mocked him.
"ENOUGH with this chaos!" another calm voice came from the left side of Klaus. He looked and saw his deceased mother standing.
"Esther! You came as well, what a family reunion!" Klaus spat. Despite almost feeling dead out of the intolerable pain, his angry wit never left him.
"Son, did you see what have you gotten himself into?" Esther asked him gently.
"Huh! Don't you dare mother up on me. You tried to kill me multiple times. Me and all your other children." Hatred was dripping from his every word.
"Don't you understand, son? I always tried to save all my children. I made you vampires for your safety. I tried to kill you because you've become nature's abomination. You all have become monsters, son!" she proclaimed.
"Yeah, for that you could definitely win the mother of the millennium award." Klaus was scoffing in between his pain and conversation.
"Niklaus, I always wanted your betterment. Can you not see where this power hunger and immortality has gotten you? You end up digging Silas up from his grave. And you're writing in pain induced by him that can't be lessen." Esther looked concerned.
"I am better now than I was with you guys thousand years ago. You people made me what I am today. You tarnished by belief from good." The accusation was mixed up with sufferings.
"Your faith in good hasn't tarnished yet, son. If it was, you wouldn't end up falling in love."
Klaus stared at the figure of her mother in disbelief. This couldn't be true. She must not be saying that.
On the one side, Mikael was sneering at him and on the other side, Esther stood, her hands slightly opened towards her son.
"I know how you feel son. And I'm rooting on that. That girl, Caroline, will be your salvation. Just hold onto her."
"You don't believe what you're saying." Klaus denied.
"On the contrary, I do, Niklaus. I saw the glimpse of your affection towards that girl the last time I was here, alive." Esthen laughed a little at the hypocrisy of the statement. "But I didn't value it then because I thought it was temporary. Like the affection you had towards Tatia. But I kept on observing your redemption through this girl."
Klaus sat down again. Suddenly feeling all this pain that was momentarily gone due to his angst with his parents. He knew that whatever his mother was saying is true. But too good to happen. This made him angrier.
"Go away! Just GO AWAY! I don't need your suggestion. You guys abandoned me when a child needs its family. Now you've come to give me lessons? You have NO RIGHT ON ME. GO AWAY!"
He threw the glasses and plates from the table at the figures of Mikael and Esther. Mikael's figure laughed out loudly and Esther looked sad. Klaus kept on throwing everything he could find at them until the figures evaporated slowly.
Klaus fell down at the floor. All his strength to fight against the pain has gone. He lied down and waited for the earth to crack open and swallow him as he suffered from the shrieking pain.
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Caroline hesitated for a moment before entering. She wondered if she can get past the invisible 'Vampire barrier'. But then she remembered that the inhabitants of this mansion are all vampires and hybrids. So there's no barrier.
Caroline laughed nervously at her stupidity. She came to the Mikaelson mansion. To Klaus. It was downright idiocy. That man did nothing but slaughtered them.
But no, he did good things too. He saved her, twice. He saved Elena once from werewolf venom. He allowed Tyler to come back to the town. He think himself as her friend. She can talk to him.
But Caroline shied away from the other thought that could be another reason, possibly the real one, for her to come here and talk to Klaus. He loves her. She knows he does. In a confusing way though, but it was evident in his action. Otherwise she wouldn't have survived or remain unscratched till now. She came here with this faith on the fact that he loves her.
She also came here for the fact that she's growing something for him as well. She'll never, ever admit it out loud to anybody, not even to herself. But she knew that there was something brewing inside her for that thousand years old immortal. Those few stolen moments with him, though most of them were conspired by their friends, taught her so many humane things about him that probably nobody knew. She remembered the night at the Gilbert house when she was dying from his bite. She remembered what she told him about his feelings towards her. They didn't talk about that later because she very carefully avoided that conversation when she gained consciousness and she's greatful that he also didn't bring that up. Because if he did, she had to admit that she meant every word. She often thought what would've happened if he wasn't so lethal. If the situations was different, she probably would've fall for him in an instant. But that didn't mean she already is not falling for…"
Suck it, Caroline! What are you thinking? Now is not the time to think about these mess. Caroline shook her head. She assembled her thoughts, grabbed the door knob and opened it, entering.
The whole mansion was dark, deserted. There was no sign of anyone's presence. Where is everybody?
She cleared her throat. "Klaus?" she called him.
No answer.
"Klaus! Where are you? Kla…"
A low grumble came from the dining room. She walked towards the sound.
"Hello, did you not hear me?" she spoke as she entered the room.
She halted at the door of the dining. It looked like the whole room had gone through a tornado. Everything was broken and scattered. The glasses, plates, bottles all were into pieces, covering the floor. In between this mess, there lay Klaus, half naked, sweaty and in a position that certainly make it look like he was dying.
"Oh my God, Klaus! What happened to you?" Caroline ran to him and sat beside him. She was shocked at his state. She shook him a little.
"Go away!" he murmured to her.
"What are you saying? What happened Klaus? Klaus, please talk to me. What happened to you?" she was panicking. She held his head up and carefully place him on his lap.
"I don't want to have any more hallucination, Silas. I don't want to hallucinate her. Stop HOUNDING ME!" he barked at the end.
"Klaus, what hallucination? It's me, Caroline. I'm real."
"I don't believe you. You're not real Caroline. You can't be. You're here because I was thinking of you."
"What's wrong? Why are you thinking that I'm not real? Why'd you be hallucinating? Talk to me, please. Please talk to me." Tears welled up on her eyes without even her realization. What the hell happened to him?
"I SAID GO AWAY BEFORE I DO SOMETHING TO YOU. DON'T YOU DARE IMPERSONATING CAROLINE OR MAKING ME HALLUCINATE HER."
Caroline couldn't understand what she will do to make him realize that it's her. There was nothing coming up to her mind.
"I can't tolerate anymore. I can't suffer this anymore. Kill me, Silas. Kill me. Because it certainly feel like I'm dying."
"Bonnie, I need Bonnie to do something." She reaching to her denim's pocket to take her phone. She called Bonnie's number. But nobody was receiving. She tried Stefan's several times as well. But it was coming switched off.
"What do I do now? Klaus, please don't die. Please, please, please don't die!" she started blabbering as she held his shoulder and wrapped him around her arms.
Klaus' head dipped into her embrace. There was a sweet scent coming from her. Strawberry? May be this isn't the hallucination. May be it's actually her.
"Caroline, is that truly you?" he asked her from the embrace.
Caroline nodded. "Yes, it's me. Nothing's gonna happen to you. Don't worry. I'm calling Bonnie again." She assured her.
"Caroline, help me! Silas has got inside my head. He created this pain inside my head. I can't bear it anymore. Help me." He begged to her.
"I'm gonna do something. I will not let anything happen to you." She told him and tried Bonnie's number once again.
How will Bonnie cure the 'imaginary pain' Silas gave Klaus? What you think Caroline will do now? Will they be intimate a little? Or something else will come in between them? Well, take a hint. Next chapter is a very warm chapter. No smut yet, I'm sorry, but very emotional and in a sense romantic. :D
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