I am so sorry for posting this chapter late! But I am back haha ;D

Caroline walked around her room in her pajamas, angry. She was still angry at Klaus. She did not love him. No, she meant like. She didn't 'tickle his likings', like he said. He was a monster, given herself was one too, but he was evil. But she doubted herself. Why did he even show her the sweet side? He couldn't like her. She wasn't important. She was just.. normal. She turned around, jumping when she saw Damon. "What do you need?" she yelled.

Damon was ontop of her sheets, smirking. "Cool down, love."

Caroline grimaced. It wasn't normal to hear it without the monster himself. "Damon, leave if you're going to yell at me."

"Relax. I'm just here to tell you about Klaus," Damon smiled, as Caroline sat beside him.

Caroline sighed, playing with her fingers. "What about him?"

"You have to distract Klaus again," he quickly said, leaning towards her.

Caroline quickly turned to Damon, hoping for humor. It was serious. "You're kidding? He'll rip my undead heart out!"

Damon sighed, putting a shoulder on her. She shrugged it off. "You think that he will still? Klaus likes you, Caroline. He won't kill you. He had multiple times to do that to you. I wouldn't tell you to do this if you were dead."

"Wow, thanks," Caroline grummbled. "Glad to know I care to you."

"Caroline, listen. He won't kill you. I promise," he said, sincere.

Caroline looked away. What was she supposed to do? "I.."

"Caroline, listen. He'll kill everybody we care about. He needs to die."

"Why?" Caroline spat, turning to him. "He didn't harm anyone for so long."

"But he will," he persisted. "Klaus is a murderer! We're going to die, Caroline. All of us."

"And what if no one dies?" Caroline asked, hoping to change his mind.

"Do this for your friends, please. For Elena?" he asked, bringing out the infamous dagger.

Caroline closed her eyes, holding the dagger. "Fine," she whispered. When she opened her eyes, Damon was looking at her. He was inspecting her. "What?" she asked.

He didn't reply but shook his head. Damon took back the dagger and put it in his pockets. "We'll get someone else to do it, because you will die. But distract him, make sure he doesn't suspect anything."

Caroline looked down. "Okay." She looked up, and Damon grinned slightly, flashing away. Caroline felt horrible. What is she supposed to do? She couldn't kill Klaus. Well, besides the fact Klaus could kill her in seconds, she just didn't want him to well, die..

The next day, Caroline finally managed to make herself think what they were doing was right. He did kill her friends. She was determined. She got dressed and walked outside, towards the park that she was shot before and waited for him. She didn't call Klaus, but she just knew that the hybrid knew she was here. As she waited, he arrived behind her. She turned around, her glare on her face.

"Hello, Caroline," he smiled.

"What was yesterday?" she quickly asked, hoping to sound annoyed. She was going to use last night against him.

Klaus sat down on a bench. "Care to add?" he smirked.

"What was the kiss about?" she yelled.

"It wasn't a kiss, Caroline," he smiled.

Caroline glared at him. "It kinda was," she growled. "You can't just kiss me when I don't want you to."

"Then when do you want to, love?" he asked. The smile was spreading.

Caroline bit her lip. "Never," she spat. "I don't want anything from you!"

"Oh come on, Caroline. You feel something for me," he admitted.

Caroline shook her head. "Stop making stuff up! There is nothing going between us!"

Klaus stood up, close to her. "Then tell me you don't even feel the tiniest bit of spark? When you let your guard down even for a bit."

Caroline caught a figure behind him. "There is nothing. I don't feel anything," she hissed coldly. The smile slowly dropped and she felt horrible. It was part lie. The figure got closer and she panicked. "You and I, it's never going to happen! Do you know what Elena and them will think? They'll think I'm crazy or something! And they already push me away," she whispered. That was sort of what she thought. They only needed her for distractions, like now.

"You aren't crazy, Caroline," Klaus whispered. "You're more than that, do you not see that? Genuine beauty, that is what I see in you."

"Stop, Klaus," she said, tears welling up. Why was she tearing apart? The figure what just behind him, about to jerk the white ask in him when she pushed Klaus away, kicking the person away. Her fangs were bared and she grabbed the dagger, throwing it away. "Go!" she yelled. When the person didn't move, she ran at him, as he ran away. She fell down, back to normal tears in her eyes. She was crying. But how come? When she heard Klaus she slowly stopped crying. He was okay, that's all that she wanted to make sure of right then. She turned to him, staring.

"Why did you save me from that dagger?" he asked, holding it in his hands.

Caroline stood up, backing away from him. "I couldn't stand it.. I couldn't." She looked down. "I couldn't see you dead. You saved me, given the fact that you ordered my death but still. You saved me."

"That's the mystery," he muttered, choosing carefully. "You don't want to see someone you care about die."

"I don't care about you!" she hissed. Her voice was weak. It didn't sound like her.

Klaus walked closer. "You do care. Why can't you just say it, Caroline?"

Caroline looked at him. Here the monster was, admiting that he liked her. Showing his humanity. It wasn't right. He was not nice! "I can't," she whispered. How can he say those sentences? "What would it make me? A betrayer? Traitor," she corrected.

"It would make you a person that loves," he said, infront of her.

She let out a snicker, rolling her eyes as she looked away. She loved many. Her friends, Matt, Tyler.. Tyler. She pushed him away. "I love Tyler," she said, hoping to sound strong. He looked broken and she hated it. "You say all those things when you don't love me!" she yelled. "You can't love me! You're the killer. Klaus, you murder for fun! I can't even handle hurting people! I kill, I admit but I hate it!" She looked starstruck. "I'm a killer," she muttered, tears forming again. She didn't want to be a killer, and she hated being weak. It didn't even seem right to cry right now.

"You aren't a killer," he said, his voice deep. "You aren't even close to what I am. You're beautiful, Caroline. You do what is good and I do for selfish reasons. You aren't a monster," he informed.

Caroline held her head. "Stop it! Why are you being nice to me?" she yelled, hating him for being sweet. "Stop it," she whispered as she ran away.

When the blonde arrived home, Elena was there along with the Salvatores. "What?" she mummbled, kicking off her shoes.

"Well, plan failed. Care to contribute," Damon said, giving her a why look.

Caroline just shrugged. "The guy probably got scared."

"Yeah, because of your fangs," Damon growled.

"I don't get it," Stefan sighed. "Why did you save Klaus?"

Caroline clenched her fists. "I don't know. Maybe I'm scared it'll backfire. It might not work, anyways! What if the Originals are still linked and say Elijah is osmewhere drinking water and he turns into a yucky shade of grey, huh? People will go crazy!" she yelled.

"We could've tried, Caroline!" Stefan yelled.

She took a step away. He never yelled at her. "And what if Klaus didn't die?" she exclaimed.

"Then it was a try!" he muttered.

"Blondie, Stefan's right," Damon silently said.

Caroline turned to Elena, hoping for support. But she stayed silent. "Fine," she muttered. "Fine!" She put on her boots. "You know what? Go kill him yourselves. Stop making me do the murdering," she hissed, storming outside. She got in her car and drove away.

Thanks for reading ;D