A/N: Still in shock at the # of reviews this story has! U guys are quite literally the best! It brings a smile to my face to wake up and read all the reviews for this!
Oh and to the ppl who keep leaving me comments that vampires cant drown…in my head they can…maybe ur thinking of twilight, where vampires cant have their necks snapped and love to go for swims, where breathing isn't necessary…in the TVD world, Damon himself said that vampires hate swimming….so YEAH she drowned in the tub…get over it if u don't like it…smh…don't leave me rude reviews, they are discouraging…I already said I suck at writing!
Oh and I finally figured out how to change my pen name on here….now it matches my one on tumblr!
"Well drowning is certainly an unpleasant way to die," she said simply, looking between Klaus and Stefan with a smirk on her face.
She looked back and forth between them. They clearly weren't pleased with her, but who cared? Not her, because she was free of caring about how other people felt. She was free of emotions and the burdens of trying to please everyone and make sure everyone else was okay.
"Why did you drown yourself?" Klaus asked her through a hardened gaze. He was just itching to shake some sense into Caroline. But he would never lay a hand on her again out of anger. He made that mistake once and when she said she couldn't even look at him anymore after he bit her—that hurt more than anything.
"I was curious" she said simply, as if they were stupid for not coming to that conclusion on their own.
"You were curious?" Klaus repeated, a grim look crossing his features.
"What?" she asked, looking at Stefan who was looking at her with that same worried expression he had given her earlier.
"Being smothered was not fun," she said simply "and having my neck snapped was clearly a quick way to go—I was curious as to what drowning felt like." She reached forwards and pushed on Klaus's shoulder silently telling him to move. She hopped off the bed when he budged and grabbed the clothes that Stefan had laid there at the foot of the bed. Walking towards the bathroom she paused and turned to look at the two men sitting on the bed staring after her, gaping at her was a better description.
"It was similar to when Katherine killed me," she said with a look of concentration. "The feeling of gasping for air and not being able to get it, it was excruciating." She shrugged her shoulders, turned and walked into the bathroom closing the door behind her.
Klaus didn't realize that his hands had curled into fists so tight that they were drawing blood, until he smelt his own blood in the air. He had always hated Katarina for what she had done to him. Causing him to wait nearly five centuries for the next doppelganger by turning into a vampire. On top of that she had the cure. She didn't stand a chance now, with all these things stacking up against her. And she had murdered Caroline? The moment they got the cure out of her he was going to rip her heart out of her chest. Or maybe he would torture her slowly first. Whatever he did, it would have to be before his brother found out about it. Elijah was still hopelessly in love with that doppelganger bitch.
Klaus looked up when he heard the knock.
Stefan stood at the bathroom door with his hand raised to it. He looked back at Klaus who had his eyebrows raised questioning what he was doing.
"I'm going to try and talk to her-alone," Stefan stated turning towards the door again and knocking.
"Caroline?" he asked. He needed to try and talk to her. "Caroline are you dressed?" he repeated.
Caroline rolled her eyes on the other side of the bathroom door. She ran her fingers through her wet hair looking in the mirror. She was in desperate need of some good makeup she thought as she pulled at the bags under her eyes and attempted to wipe the smeared mascara away with her fingers.
She glanced at the door through the mirror as it cautiously opened. Stefan poked his head through and once he realized that she was in fact dressed, entered.
She raised her eyebrows at him as he closed the door behind him and walked over towards the sink.
"Caroline," he said, "we need to talk about this." Stefan crossed his arms and leaned back against the sink counter next to her.
"Talk about what?" she asked feigning ignorance and reaching for a towel to wipe the black off of her face.
"Why you turned off your humanity," Stefan said watching her closely. Even with her humanity off there was still something beneath the surface that screamed bright and bubbly Caroline. He and Klaus would just have to reach that part of her to get her to turn it back on.
"I already told you Stefan" Caroline said sighing as she set down the towel and reached for the comb that Stefan left on the sink. She set to work untangling the mess of wet curls. "I got tired of having to deal with all my problems alone" she said plainly.
Stefan frowned, he seemed to be doing that a lot today. It was probably because this was not Caroline and this girl had a disheartened and dead air about her. The complete opposite of Caroline with her humanity on. But it was there, the slightest hint of her humanity. It was there when she spoke about no one caring about her feelings.
"Caroline, you were there for me when I was spiraling and itching to rip off people's heads, I'm here for you," he said reaching out with a hand to place it on her shoulder. She shrugged away from his hand and continued to look at the mirror. Stefan sighed and looked down, even with her humanity off she was mad he hadn't tried as hard as he should have. "You can talk to me, you could've talked to me before you made the decision to flip the switch," he said quietly.
She reached for another towel and fluffed her hair with it, trying to get the water out. She shook her head at Stefan's insistence, couldn't they just go back to planning what to do with Katherine and Silas and leave her be?
"No, see Stefan that's where you're wrong," Caroline said throwing the towel down on the sink a little forcefully and turning to face him. "Sure I may have you, my mom and Matt- But none of you really want to listen to me whine about my feelings." She said as flipped her head upside down to tie her hair up. "My mom is always working and never around," she muttered running her fingers through the remaining tangles, upside down, before tying her hair off and standing upright.
"Matt can't even handle me talking about Tyler," she stated and then raised her hand to interrupt whatever he had been about to say. "And it's not because he's jealous-because he was still hung up on Elena most the time we dated. He misses Tyler just as much as me, he just doesn't want to talk about it"
"And you," she said blankly. "You may claim to be there for me-but Elena is always top priority." She walked around him to grab her purse that she had thrown down earlier when she had stumbled into the room for a bath. "Right now if something was happening to her, you would be out of here in a flash to help her," she continued walking back around him to the mirror. She started to dig around in her bag searching for her emergency makeup. A grin crossed her face as she found the eyeliner and mascara she had been looking for.
He stood silently not interrupting her emotionless rant. She may seem like she didn't care but deep down she must've if she was still going on about it. I mean she was still amplified neurotic, control freak Caroline, even with her humanity off.
"Don't you see? Its better this way-and Elena was right," Caroline said as she applied the makeup by leaning forward over the sink to get closer to the mirror. She finished applying it and turned to face Stefan fully.
"Now I don't have to even worry about my feelings for Klaus because they don't matter anymore," she said with a wide grin. "I'm free of feelings."
There was a long moment of silence between them. Stefan wondered if Klaus heard that confession. Of course he did, he had been listening to every moment of this conversation.
On the other side of the door Klaus froze. Did Caroline just admit that she had developed feelings for him? He wanted to punch himself. He would ruin it by sleeping with a girl she hates the same night that she finally was coming to terms with how she felt about him. And now her humanity was off. Was he cursed to walk this planet alone forever? He could make no more hybrids, his family was dead with the exception of Elijah and Rebekah. Both of whom were angry with him right now. And now the girl he had feelings for had just turned it all off. He focused his attention back to the bathroom as he stood and walked over to the door. He leaned against the doorframe and waited, listening closely.
"Tyler's gone-so what?" she suddenly shouted in delight, throwing her hands up in the air with a smile. "My two best friends have both lost it-So what?" she repeated in the same happy tone. "Now I'm right there with them!" Caroline smirked at the expression of dismay on Stefan's face. "My dad's dead, my mom's never around-So what?!"
She turned to the sink and threw the makeup into her purse and then tossed the purse on the chair in the corner of the bathroom.
"Now I'm hungry," she stated simply turning to look at him "and there better be some blood bags left in this house because I'm not really feeling the whole bunny diet right now."
She walked past Stefan to the door of the bathroom and pulled it open.
Klaus stood there leaning in the doorframe a slight frown marring his features.
"Sweetheart," he said quietly trying to stop her.
"Not now Klaus," she said shoving past him. "I'm sure you just listened to our entire conversation and I really don't feel like repeating myself right now."
Stefan remained in his room as Klaus followed Caroline downstairs. Klaus took this as Stefan's silent way of saying it was his turn to try.
Caroline was ignoring him as he walked behind her down the stairs.
"Caroline" he started again.
"Shhh," she shushed him. "First I want some blood in me, and then you can have your turn as well," she said shaking her head as she walked towards the kitchen with him following hot on her heels.
She halted in her tracks as the doorbell rang and Klaus nearly ran into her from behind.
She flashed to the front door and threw it open, not quite knowing who to expect. She scowled at who she saw standing there looking all innocent and surprised.
Hayley.
A/N: Have already started ch 5 ;)
And over 100 reviews?! HOLY SHIT…is this real life?
Sorry for all the frowning but Stefan is always brooding and Klaus is very dissatisfied with himself right now and I can't really come up with a better explanation to their expression than "furrowed brow" or "frowning"
As usual feel free to leave suggestions, will take them into account since I have trouble coming up with these chapters sometimes…this one was easier than the last tho…I like writing from carolines pov the best…when her humanity is on tho….its hard to write her with it off…LOVE U GUYS …ur all awesome!