A/N: Ok as promised, I'm exhausted from traveling all day but after I got home and did some homework I told myself I had to put a chapter up because I kept u guys waiting the whole time I was out of the country ;)
Caroline's face dropped as he walked away from her. He didn't want her like this?
Then again why was she surprised? He had chosen to sleep with the were-slut before her. And when had anyone ever wanted her first? Never. Wait why did she even care? Wasn't the switch so that she wouldn't have to care anymore? Her switch must be broken if she was still feeling these things. She wanted to feed and not feel guilty. That wasn't happening. She wanted to not be bothered by the fact that Klaus didn't want her like this. Great. As if she didn't have enough problems, now she couldn't even be a normal vampire and just flip the switch to not caring.
She heard the shower turn on upstairs and smirked. At least she knew he was at least still attracted to her. He may say he didn't want her, but even he couldn't fight his body's reaction. Eventually he would have to give in, he wasn't that patient.
Shaking her head she grabbed the empty blood bag off the counter and threw it into the trashcan. She walked into the living room where Stefan was finishing the task she had started earlier of cleaning up.
He stopped when she entered the room and turned to look at her.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked her softly. "This isn't you Care" he said indicating her and referring to her in the kitchen.
"This is me, me without humanity" she said flopping down on the couch that Stefan had been cleaning. "Get used to it."
"No," he said. "I'm not getting used to it because you're going to turn it back on, one way or another"
She glared at him.
"We just haven't figured out how to get you to," Stefan added.
"You're not going to," she said with a smirk. "But hey, let me wish you the best of luck in trying," she laughed. Stefan was unhappy with her, she could see it all over his face. She rolled her eyes, why wasn't he off with Damon trying to fix Elena? Why was he hanging around with Klaus to nag her? Klaus was obsessed with her for some reason, but Stefan? He was in love with Elena, not her.
"Better yet don't even bother," she said bouncing up from the couch. "Now which room is mine?" she demanded. "If I have to stay here, I'm not staying on the couch—or Damon's room" she said cringing at the thought.
"The guest room next to my room," he said stiffly.
"Great, well I'll be in my room then," she said and turned away from him.
The shower was still running as she stomped up the stairs. She paused before she entered her room. Apparently Klaus was staying in the room on the other side of hers. Or at least that was where he was showering. Shaking Klaus from her thoughts she entered her room and shut the door behind her.
The room was nicely furnished but nothing like the interior of the Mikaelson mansion. Klaus had gone all out when he had put together his new home in Mystic Falls. Damn why was she still thinking about Klaus.
Maybe because he was showering on the other side of that wall, she thought with a grin. She tossed the bag on her bed. Maybe she should join him, she thought wickedly as she walked to her door.
She paused again with her hand on the doorknob. Wait he said he didn't want her like this. He would not be welcoming her into the shower with him in that case. She frowned as she went to sit on the edge of her bed.
Why was it that with her humanity off, Elena still had all the guys going after her? Why did she still even care that everyone was only worried about Elena? Everyone was always so concerned with Elena, that wasn't a new thing. But she turns hers off and nobody really gives a damn. Hell her own mother didn't even notice. But why would she? Her mother was never good at reading her, especially since she was so skilled at masking her pain. She had enough practice at it, she thought bitterly.
She felt a tear drip down her nose. What? She reached her hand up to touch it in shock. Her switch was off why was she crying? Weren't her emotions supposed to be off?
This was not fair. Seriously? If she was still going to feel and care about all the shit she had been through shouldn't she just turn it back on? Jeez she felt like she had some vampire version of bipolar disorder. Literally one moment she could care less and was trying to get in Klaus's pants. And now all she could think about is that once again Elena is the center of the universe—and she was crying!
Well, at least it was dulled. The effort of covering up her pain was nearly gone. Maybe she deserved a few more days of no humanity, of not caring or being hurt.
She sniffled once more as she wiped her tears away.
Shit.
Klaus's room was right next to hers, and she hadn't heard the water running for the past minute. He probably heard her crying. Great.
Cold shower must be over, she thought with a smirk—which quickly turned to a frown when she heard a knock on her door.
She groaned as she stood to answer it.
"What?" she demanded as she pulled open the door.
As she suspected, Klaus.
Klaus stood there for a moment studying her. Her face was blank but he could see the tell-tale signs of crying. Her eyes were slightly puffy and there was a faint red tint to her nose and cheeks. He had been taking his cold shower trying to get images of what he wished to do to her out of his mind. He had turned off the shower only to hear sniffling from the other side of the wall. She was crying. Why was she crying if her switch was flipped? He knew that some in the supernatural community referred to it as a sort of dimmer switch. Maybe since Caroline had so much humanity her switch didn't dim as much as she had wished it to.
He was just standing here. What the hell did he want now? Her eyes started to wander as he seemed lost in thought for a moment. Water dripped from his sandy curls. His shirt clung to his damp body, leaving darker spots where the water had been on his body when he put it on. How could one man look so good in a Henley and jeans? It wasn't fair.
"Hello?" Caroline demanded bringing him back to the present after she stopped ogling him.
"Can I come in?" he asked indicating behind her into the room as he snapped out of it.
"Why?" she demanded, she was so done with talking about all this. She really just wanted a nap. Drowning and only having a limited blood supply would do that to you. But then again it was her own fault that she drowned. She was just curious, and lying in that tub after spiraling for so long—well it presented her with an opportunity. Her switch may have been flipped but all these things were still festering in her mind. Not as pronounced as before, but still there, nagging her that Elena would always come first and that she would always be collateral damage. And drowning, well that was at least a half hour or more of relief from those thoughts. Peaceful bliss—dead, but still peace.
"I still wish to speak to you Caroline" he said softly, he was treading lightly. All of this was new to him. Caring about someone else's feelings for a change, as well as a vampire with their switch flipped who still seemed to have a good amount of humanity peeking through.
"I guess," she sighed, stepping aside to allow him into the room. "Let's just get it over with so you can stop following me all over town—and this house for that matter" she added.
He didn't know where to stand, or sit, so he just chose to walk over to the window. He stood there for a moment lost in thought, staring out the window. How did he broach the subject, where did he start?
"What do you want to say?" she asked after he didn't say anything for a good minute.
He sighed and faced her. She was standing maybe two feet from him, leaning against the side of the window frame.
"Why?" he asked simply, that was what he desperately wanted to know. Why would someone as bright and full of light as Caroline, turn it off?
"Why?" she repeated as if rolling the idea around in her mind or testing the word out.
"The better question is why not?" she laughed bitterly, smiling at him.
The smiled didn't reach her eyes thought, it was a forced smile—a mask that she had clearly spent months perfecting. He frowned, no wonder her pain got pushed aside. She was good at hiding it. If he hadn't had a thousand years of experience in the art of lies and deception, he wouldn't have even noticed that the smile wasn't a genuine one.
"That mask may work with your so called friends, but it won't fool me sweetheart" he said quietly.
Her smile dropped. She still couldn't fathom why he cared. Sure she had thought he was in love with her, but then he had said it was a hallucination. Why would someone like him, care about someone like her? It just didn't add up that he fancied her or even loved her. She was an insecure, neurotic little twit she thought remembering what Tyler had told Matt. She was useless, according to Damon. Why would the original hybrid care about stupid little small town her?
She felt her tear ducts betray her as her eyes filled with unshed tears. Klaus's face instantly turned to one of concern.
She turned away from him and furiously wiped them away.
"Caroline?" he asked stepping in front of her. He lifted her chin with his finger and saw that her eyes were full of tears. She was crying. Again. With her switch flipped.
She tried to yank her chin from his grasp but he just held her by her arms instead. She curled her small hands into fists and started punching his chest. It wouldn't do much damage, and the punches had very little effort behind them.
"Go away," she insisted. "Clearly I'm a screwed up, abnormal vampire—I mean what vampire cries with their humanity off?" She laughed at the absurdity and unfairness of it all.
She was rambling and nearing hysterical. She continued to struggle against his hold..
He pulled her to his chest.—and the floodgates opened. She fisted her hands in his shirt and just sobbed.
A/N: I apologize for any grammatical errors or rambling sentences, I have no beta and I'm exhausted so if it doesn't quite flow…sorry! Hahah oh and idk if Caroline ever overheard what Tyler said, but I'm throwing it in…because Caroline has been put down too much…even by Tyler.
Thank you for being patient with me while I had no time to write! Lol….
As usual leave comments and suggestions! ;) (they make me extra happy, and if ur a registered user ill likely respond)
I also decided that I still want Caroline to have her not caring moments as well as her ones where she thinks about it and it still upsets her to a degree….hence the could care less attitude one minute and the crying the next….but hey she is Caroline…who is neurotic and rambles ;)