You will see Klaus start to unravel a bit because of Caroline. I repeat, he is not going to fall in love with her so don't expect that, however, he is increasingly aware of the distraction that she is causing in his life and it becomes infuriating to him. You will also see the entrance of another TVD / TO character. Although she is nothing like the TV character, it is in fact a version of her. The story is half way done. I'm anxious to finish it. :)
I do not own the Vampire Diaries or Originals Characters. I own the story. ****Note: This story contains themes of an adult nature, including and not limited to rape, murder, kidnapping, domination, submission and more. If you are uncomfortable with themes of this nature, please do not read. This story may cause triggers*****
Chapter 6
Make up your mind
Decide to walk with me
Around the lake tonight
Around the lake tonight
By my side
By my side
I'm not gonna lie
I'll not be a gentleman
Behind the boathouse
I'll show you my dark secret
-The Toadies
Caroline heard noises in the hallway outside of her room. Curiously she approached the door. She saw the girl the previous night and wondered if it was her. As she leaned her head towards the door, the handle started to turn. She jumped back, realizing it was time for breakfast.
Sarah was so startled by her presence that she almost dropped the tray. "What are you doing?" Caroline turned and walked away. "Nothing I heard some noises." Sarah walked to the table and sat down the tray.
The door there leads to her room; she nodded her head towards the back of Caroline's room. Caroline turned and looked at the door. "Can I…" her voice trailing off.
"You might as well. You'll be spending some time together now that there are two of you. It's not against the rules. However, I would not suggest hanging out in the evenings unless Klaus tells you that it's okay or he's out on business." I'll be back at 10 for both of you.
Caroline rushed through her breakfast and shower so she could go talk to the girl in the adjoining room. She knocked on the door lightly; her excitement was palpable at having someone that was in the same situation as her. Of course, she didn't know if the other girl would even be in the mood for company. She heard the girl say "come in". Caroline opened the door and saw the girl sitting on the bed looking around like the room was going to swallow her. She was much cleaner. Her dark brown hair fell over her shoulder in waves and her hazel eyes were as haunting as any she had ever seen. Her lids were heavy and she looked thoroughly distraught by the entire situation. The room was absolutely identical to Caroline's. Same paint, same bed, same curtains. She sighed as she approached her carefully.
"Hi. I'm Caroline." The girl backed away rather suddenly. "I'm not going to hurt you." Caroline tried to reassure the girl. "I've been here for several weeks." The girl smiled weakly, the corners of her mouth barely turning up, still not trusting the stranger in front of her. The girl had just gotten out of the shower which brought back memories of her first evening in the mansion.
"My name is Hayley," she mumbled.
"They'll be here soon. Don't worry, during the day it's usually nothing horrible. It's the night time…" she decided against the warning as she didn't want to upset her. Caroline approached her slowly. The girl started gathering her senses and went to stand. "You really should eat," Caroline motioned with her hand towards the tray on the identical table in the corner."
Caroline decided to leave her so she could eat, she exited quietly and shut the door. About 40 minutes later, Sarah showed up at her door and knocked. Caroline was so used to her just walking in that she was thrown off a bit, however, she then opened the door and walked out into the hallway. Sarah was in Hayley's room collecting her for whatever meaningless task Klaus had assigned them for the day. She was surprised when they headed upstairs instead of downstairs; so surprised that an audible sound left her throat. Sarah turned to look down at her as they climbed the stairs. "He's out of the house today." When they arrived on the third floor there was a flurry of activity happening. There were maids cleaning and different servants coming and going.
Sarah showed them both to Klaus's bed chamber where a mountain of clothes sat on the bed. Conveniently, right in front of the bed sat two ironing boards and irons. Caroline visibly rolled her eyes, which Sarah caught and returned a semi-harsh stare. Chewing on her lip, she realized her mistake and dropped her head a bit. Sarah left instructions that she would be back at lunch and soon thereafter would have another task for them.
As Caroline and Hayley ironed, Hayley started to relax a bit and open up. Hayley had been in the same place that Caroline had and from similar circumstances. Caroline wondered how many girls Hans did this to. She was from a small town in Louisiana just outside New Orleans. She asked questions about the mansion and what happened, however, Caroline was unsure of how much she should say. The last thing she wanted was for her or Hayley to get punished, knowing full well how awful that actually was.
So she skirted around the subject and answered as politely as she could without giving away any of the gory details. It was amazing how easily it came to her and she thought of Sarah, and finally had an inkling of what life must be like for her on a daily basis.
Sarah brought lunch in around 1 and they sat and talked; eating and chatting the entire time. Caroline felt like a new person having someone to talk to. It was the first time in the mansion that she didn't feel terrible and alone.
When Sarah returned, the girls looked up from their finished lunch. "Follow me." They followed her down the hallway to another room across the hall from Klaus's room. There was a glass door and inside you could see gym equipment as well a number of weapons. Caroline's heart jumped. "Don't bother…" Sarah said catching her expression. "They are all wired and you wouldn't make it out of the room alive." They went into a small outer room which contained several ceiling height cabinets. When Sarah pulled them open, they revealed an extensive collection of jewelry; both women's and men's. "I suggest you start on either side." She pointed to the jewelry cleaner and rags on the floor.
Hayley glanced sideways at Caroline. "Do you think?"
"That they are real?" Caroline finished. "Yes I believe they are." They both stood there in amazement for a few moments and then sat down to begin their work. Caroline started with a chain that looked to be platinum and silver with a crest of some sort on it. It was very heavy and seemed almost ceremonial. It had black stone with a gold encrusted shield on it. She poured the cleaning solution on a rag and started cleaning the piece. They had cleaned their way through half of the room when Sarah made an appearance. They updated her on their progress.
On the way down the stairs, Sarah told Hayley that Klaus would be by to see her this evening, then turned to Caroline, and he will be by to see you as well. Caroline's heart sank for Hayley. She knew what she would go through tonight. The humiliation and fear; although Hayley genuinely didn't seem afraid right now; she knew she would be before night's end. She bit her lip trying not to let the concern show in her eyes.
As she entered her room, she wondered if she would be first or last. She picked up Dorian Gray and was determined to read for a couple of hours. She hadn't gotten that far into it and she hadn't read for days. She appreciated the conversation between Lord Henry and Basil as they discussed vanity, propriety and intellect. Oscar Wilde had a way of describing the sounds and colors and she could almost imagine the garden where Basil sat with Lord Henry. She was lost in the book when she realized that it was nearly 7pm. She jumped up and quickly went to the bathroom to brush her hair and teeth, as was her ritual before Klaus came. She stared off into space for a moment. She had not thought about him that much today; she had been too busy chatting with Hayley. The memories came flooding into her mind once again, reminding her of her status in his life. She chewed her bottom lip as she stepped into her bedroom.
Klaus came in a few minutes later, looking at her expectantly. She did her obligatory greeting. He returned that with his usual violation of her mouth. This time though, he did not sit in the chair as he usually did. "Caroline love how was your day?"
She told him about the afternoon. He narrowed his eyes at the fact that she had gotten so close to Hayley in less than day. It wasn't jealousy, more possessiveness. They both belonged to him and he wanted no complications where they were both concerned. He could foresee trouble if they got too attached to each other. He stayed only for about an hour before he departed for Hayley's room. She heard the faint sound of a door closing in the room next to hers. She heard nothing else for the rest of the night; she listened expecting to hear screams or the sounds of Klaus hitting her. Perhaps his first night with Hayley went better than hers. She drifted off to a restless sleep.
It was the same dream, or mostly the same. She was running down a hallway in a white dress. The front of the dress covered in blood. She was frantic to get away from something or someone behind her. She felt trapped as if she were in a labyrinth that there was no escape from. She turned and screamed.
She woke up in a cold sweat. She hated that dream. She had had it several times and each time it was same. Her running with blood on the front of her white dress; and although she never saw Klaus, she was quite sure that he was the one chasing her.
It was very early. The sky was barely starting to turn blue. It had that frost chill about it. She glanced at the iPod and it was nearly 6am. She decided to get her shower out of the way and get ready. Once she finished showering, she searched out the sketch book and pencils and sat at the window sketching the morning sky. Flipping the page, she also drew the hallway that she was running down in her dream. She was sure there was no significance; however, it was very eerie and it the dreams did bother her a little.
Sarah came in at 8 and delivered her tray and told her that she would be going alone to perform her duties today. Caroline's mood dropped a little bit. Klaus had always given her a day to recover from whatever awful thing he had done. Ignoring her breakfast, she rapped on softly on the door leading to Hayley's room. She heard Hayley squeak out "come in". When Caroline entered, she saw Hayley lying on her bed. The bed was spotted with blood here and there, causing Caroline to shiver. Hayley looked up at her with tears in her eyes. Caroline smoothed her hair back and told her it was okay and that she probably wouldn't see him tonight; which sadly for Caroline probably meant that she would see him. She smiled, deciding that Hayley probably needed some time alone. Uggh! She hated that man. There was nothing even remotely good about him. He just terrorized women and hurt people.
Caroline went through her day, picking up where she left off the day before and got another cabinet and a half done of the jewelry collection. She was back in her room, when Klaus entered, much earlier than usual. She didn't know he was coming for sure as Sarah usually gave her some kinds of a heads up. She performed their ritual hello and watched while he paced the floor measuring his words. "Caroline you cannot talk to Hayley about what happens here."
"I haven't." She assured him. "I...I mean I've talked to her about the schedule and mundane things but not about you." He leveled his gaze at her studying her facial expression. Her heart was beating calmly and didn't indicate that she was being untruthful.
"Caroline if I find out any different, there will be consequences." Caroline wasn't sure what happened the previous night but Hayley was obviously shaken and Klaus was acting more like a jealous boyfriend than the blood thirsty serial killer that he usually portrayed.
He had been thoroughly uninterested in Hayley the previous evening. He did feed on her and fuck her, she did not have the misfortune of being a virgin like Caroline, so the chase wasn't nearly as long and he wasn't nearly as entertained by her. The only reason he had really purchased her at all was for a diversion.
He sat down in the chair, looking up at Caroline first then towards the floor, indicating that she should sit. He was studying her silently. She was infuriating him, not because she was particularly misbehaving; but because she was so enticing to him. He had torn her down several times since she had been here and watched her beg for mercy. He watched her fight and then recant; all the while enjoying her reactions and feeding off her fear.
Suddenly and with the force of ten men, he grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her towards his crotch. The movement was so sudden; that Caroline fell forward and off balance. Readjusting her position, she looked up at him, her eyes filled with venom, while he used his other hand to unbutton the waist of his jeans. He yanked them down and forced her face towards his protruding and rigid shaft. She choked as he forced himself down her mouth. He was moving her head with both hands now. She was coughing and sputtering as he did so; trying to use her hands to push herself up and away. There was no moving; his hands had a vice like grip on her head and she couldn't budge or fight. A torrent of tears spilled from her eyes as he continued his aggressive invasion. He held her head on him as he violently spilled his seed into her mouth. When he released her; she fell backwards. He sighed as he darted his eyes back towards her. Oh how he would make her suffer some day for the torment she brought to his life.
He got up and left without saying a word and stormed up to his bed chamber. His mind filled with visions of slowly and painfully draining the life from her.
Caroline pulled herself together and picked herself up off the floor, still reeling from the scene that was fresh in her mind. She wiped her face clean from the tears and walked towards the bed. She sat there for a long while just rocking back and forth, knees drawn into her chest and arms hugging them. She started to sing softly, trying to comfort herself and recover from Klaus's brutal abuse.
He was pacing back and forth; the blood lust screaming through his mind. He had to kill her. As entertaining as she was, he could not afford to be so distracted. He flew out of his room in a blind rage and took off towards the second floor knowing what he had to do. As he approached her door with the determination of gladiator, he stopped dead in his tracks. From behind her door, he could hear the sound of singing. It wasn't loud, although he could hear it perfectly. The rage dissipated from his mind as quickly as it came. He turned on his heel and returned to his room, funneling all of his feeling into the canvas sitting on the wrought iron easel in front of his window.
The next morning was Wednesday and the morning proceeded as usual. Caroline and Hayley followed Sarah down to the library. When they entered, the conversation continued much like Caroline's first day except much shorter. Mrs. Erdman handed Hayley a copy of Dorian Gray and the book on DaVinci. They spent the day discussing both and before they knew it, it was 5:30pm. Caroline was a little bewildered by the late hour. Sarah did not say much on the way up the stairs, except that Klaus was indisposed and would not see either of them this evening. Caroline glanced sideways at Hayley and smiled ever so slightly.
They decided to eat dinner together and stayed up for a good part of the night discussing their families and friends. Caroline went to sleep that night with a false sense of security and confidence. She thanked God for having someone else to talk to. She also said a quick prayer that Klaus wouldn't do something awful the next day to either one of them.
The next couple of days passed without any appearance from Klaus. His last interaction with her had been violent; yet uncharacteristic. Caroline spent the days working and talking to Hayley and in the evenings, they read, discussed the books they were reading and chatted. Life seemed to be okay for the moment. Friday afternoon, Sarah relayed to Hayley that she would be going to Klaus. Caroline squeezed her eyes shut and forced the visual out of her head. Hayley nodded and sullenly walked to her room. Hayley never discussed Klaus and what happened; she had to hate him though for the brutal and vicious monster that he was.
It was late when Caroline was woken up by the sound of Hayley's door closing. Caroline sighed with relief that she had returned. The next morning, she started to knock on the door, but thought better of it. She remembered the day after the first time she visited Klaus's room and thought it would be better to let Hayley approach her.
She ate breakfast. Sarah was not coming today so she spent the day reading and listing to music. Around 2, Sarah brought in lunch and said that Klaus would be here to see her. She hadn't seen him for four days and was starting to hope that meant he was away or that he died in some tragic unforeseen accident.
She kept glancing at the door; her stomach was doing somersaults as a result of her nerves. When he opened the door, he stood there for a moment before entering. He wasn't entirely sure what he was going to do or say, maybe for the first time ever in his long illustrious life. His anger towards her was a weakness he decided; refusing to give into it, he entered her room.
"Caroline" he nodded and stared at the floor.
She approached him cautiously and said "Good evening Master." He took a step towards her causing her to jump a little in her skin. He regarded her closely as he leaned in and kissed her on the mouth; his blue eyes meeting hers in an equal and intense stare.
He walked towards the chair and took a seat. "How have you been love?"
"Fine…" she said with reservation in her voice. She wondered to herself if this would be another night of polite conversation or if he would go with option b and choose his other preferred way to spend his evenings of torture, rape and beatings. She much preferred the first so she added "It's been a quiet week."
"Yes I had some business to attend to out of town." He told her that he had visited Detroit to meet with some business associates. He didn't go into detail, but he talked about the city and the shambles that it was in. He described an epicenter of violence, drugs and the sex trade.
They discussed the book she was reading; The Picture of Dorian Gray. He really enjoyed discussing literature; she could tell when he started pointing out the different dark themes of the novel. Some of them she hadn't gotten to yet, as she had just finished the first couple of chapters.
He rose suddenly from the chair and extended his hand to her to help her from the floor; an extraordinarily unusual gesture coming from him. He walked towards the bed with her and motioned for her to sit next to him. He didn't make any overt movements or challenges. He pulled her towards him, brushing her hair aside and exposed the soft flesh of her neck. Caroline braced herself for the contact as she felt his fangs graze the side of her neck, before he finally sank them into her. Withdrawing from her, he rose and left quietly.
On his way back to his room, he searched his feelings. Did he care for her? No. He was sure of that. She is definitely a distraction though and he had become somewhat possessive of her. He needed to find a way to reduce her back to an object, lest he find himself making stupid decisions about her welfare. She was nothing but a blood slave and that's what she needed to stay. His control over her was intoxicating.
He decided the next night he would play a little game with them both. He smiled sinisterly to himself as he envisioned her anger.
Caroline woke up the next day. It had been five days since Klaus had abused her. She was very happy about that turn of events, although she dreaded thinking about what would happen when he was truly through with her. She and Hayley were assigned the extraordinary task of organizing Klaus's drawers. It didn't take long with two of them; they were then able to move on the equally exciting task of sorting out paperclips by color.
By lunch, they were finished and headed back to their respective rooms. Klaus was gone again, which was perfectly fine with Caroline. Sarah did drop the news that he would have a guest the next day. She wondered how that would work. Was he going to introduce them as the house slaves that he tortured and raped? Maybe just maybe he would keep them locked away and they wouldn't have to see him at all.
Sunday came and went like all the other Sundays here. Caroline and Hayley sat in the library talking to Mrs. Erdman; with no comprehension of exactly how different this evening would be. Sarah gathered them early to return to their rooms. There were dresses on each of their beds; however, they much dressier than the normal gauzy white plain dresses that were usually left. Caroline's dress was blue with an empire waste and beading around the neckline. Hayley's was very similar only green minus the beading on the neckline and had a sash.
It was around 6:30pm when Sarah came to collect them and escort them downstairs. Better downstairs than up. As they entered the foyer, they took a turn to the right instead of the left they normally turned into the library. Through a set of glass doors in a very ornate formal living room stood Klaus; dressed to the nines in a suit. He glanced over at the girls, his girls, as they entered the living room. "Caroline, Hayley…welcome."
It was hard not to notice the other man in the room. He was very tall easily exceeding six feet, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He was beautiful with very chiseled features and sculpted body. His presence was intimidating; he eclipsed Klaus by at least three or four inches but much broader and intimidating, if that was possible. Klaus stepped forward, "Sebastian, this is Hayley and Caroline." It was all very formal and high brow. Sebastian moved forward and kissed each of their hands, smiling up into their eyes as he did. Caroline wondered what kind of associate of Klaus's he was, her hair stood up on her arms, sensing or imagining the threat of the man that stood before her. She glanced out of the side of her eye at Klaus, who was beaming. Something didn't feel right about the situation.