Lovely Readers! I have been on Hiatus on my story/One shots lately... I have just been so busy! But I am back. I wrote part of this a while ago, (maybe a month or two) and just found the inspiration to finnish it! I am pleased with the end result!
SO without further or do...
Prompt: Caroline finds out about Haley and the Baby and turns it off. She finds herself in New Orleans with a dark Marcel. Klaus has been searching for her. So what happens when he finds her? xx
Haley and Klaus... the baby...
Turn it off... It won't hurt anymore... the pain.. it will go away...
2 months after Caroline left her Mystic Falls life, and everyone in it behind...
The feed. The kill. It was such a rush when the blood hit your lips. So intoxicating ... - like a drug.
The man I towered over, hit the cement. I licked my lips, standing up straighter. Wanting more.
"Beautiful." Marcel said as he walked to Caroline and cupped her face. He kissed her, stealing the excesses blood from her lips.
"Yumm.." Caroline moaned licking her lips, not to remove excess blood, but to intrigue Marcel.
"You are a prodigy, my sweet Caroline." Marcel looked into her eyes, and she kissed him hard, trying to gain enough access to his shoulder. "Go ahead, darling." Marcel said as he tilted his head giving her just enough space to get lost in his thick blood.
Caroline bit into his shoulder, the ecstasy coming to her again as she released him.
"Lets go out, get some drinks. Have some fun..." Marcel said as he grabbed Caroline's hand, intertwining them, and walking away from the dead man Caroline had just killed.
Caroline and Marcel walked into the bar, heads turned when they saw her. She was new in New Orleans, but everyone knew her as the girl not to be messed with. Once they saw her hand linked with Marcel's, they new they needed to steer clear of her, and not cause any trouble.
"I am heading off to the dance floor... Care to join me?" Caroline said seductively. Marcel loved to be around her. He light intrigues him, even amongst all of the darkness.
"I can't. I have some business to tend to, but I will - soon." Marcel replied smiling to her.
"I'll be waiting..." Caroline said, with a devilish smirk. She walked into the middle of the dance floor, and compelled someone to dance with her.
Marcel walked to the back of the bar where he met up with an old friend. They hugged as if they were long lost brothers. Marcel cupped his buddy's face.
"Niklaus Michealson... My mentor, my savior, my sire - Let's get you a drink!" Marcel cheered gesturing someone to fetch him a something.
"What brings you back to the marvelous New Orleans?" Marcel asked, truly interested.
"Well, I am looking for someone." Klaus said, his face straight and hard, but he let a smile slip onto his plump lips.
"Who might that be?" Marcel asked as he tilted his head in amusement.
"I will tell you within time." Klaus continued, pausing and staying calm. "How is our city..." Klaus asked an evil grin seeping onto his face.
"Lets talk about it over a drink!" Marcel said patting Klaus on the shoulder and walking to the bar.
"Two bourbons Nate, thanks." Marcel said not really paying any attention to the bartender.
When they walked over to the bar, their was a commotion on the dance floor. It seemed someone had caught everyone's attention.
"What's with the bloody ruckus..." Klaus said sarcastically, his voice getting irritated.
Marcel looked to the crowd and smiled widely. It didn't go unnoticed by Klaus. "That would be my girl. She is quite the sight."
Klaus looked to Marcel with a shocked expression. "You have a girl - You used to be a ladies-man if I do remember correctly." Klaus commented, now amused.
"Well we are not together, but this city knows not to mess with what is mine." Marcel stated confidently.
"I would love to meet this mystery women who seems to have you totally flustered," Klaus said trying to suppress the feeling of jealousy, because even Marcel had found someone, and Klaus spent two months trying to track her.
"Darling, come meet one of my oldest mates!" Marcel said walking into the crowd and coming back with an all-too-familiar face.
Caroline was wearing a tight black dress and red pumps that seemed to be 4-5 inches, and she looked absolutely stunning. Klaus's eyes widened at the sight, and it took him a few moments to realize that seeing Caroline wasn't an illusion or dream, but that she was really here, in New Orleans, with Marcel.
"Caroline?" Klaus said breathless.
Caroline saw Klaus and her gut instinct told her she needed to get out of this place. But it was too late. He had spotted her, and it seems Marcel's "business" had to be with the original hybrid that just so happened to be in love with her, obsessed even.
"I see you too have met." Marcel spat. "How is that, Caroline?" Marcel questioned, his face hard and cold even.
"He brushed through my hometown." Caroline sweetly replied. "We saw each other a couple of times." Caroline lied. Marcel knew she was lying.
"Really darling?" Marcel questioned.
"Fine." Caroline said as she looked to Klaus with absolutely no emotion. "He is obsessed with me. What can I say? I can't really blame him." Caroline said, as her hands went onto her hips. She smiled to herself tilting her head, apparently pleased with her previous statement. She ignored Marcel for a second and looked to Klaus, "I am not going back with you. So drop it. I am having the time of my life." Caroline devilishly commented, a smile creeping onto her very confident face in a flirtatious fashion, her hand going to Marcel's ass, which she gave a light squeeze.
"She is all yours" Marcel said quickly, he was actually scared. He took Caroline's hand off of his butt, and moved away from her and over to the complete opposite side of the bar.
"Seriously?" Caroline said as she grew annoyed with Klaus. Her arms went across her chest, and she gave him her best pouty face.
"I am not turning it on Klaus." Caroline said.
"Caroline. That is not why I am here." Klaus said, feeling angry.
Klaus didn't listen to her, he grabbed her and vampire-speeded out of the bar and into the deserted alleyway in the back of the building. His hands were connected to her wrists, pinning them against the brick wall. She struggled against his hold. She let out a loud sigh as she stopped struggling and started to glare.
"What do you want then Klaus?" Caroline said.
"I wanted you to hear this from me before I fly to London." Klaus started, "Matt is dead. So is your mum." Klaus's grip suddenly loosened when Caroline's eyes widened in shock. He felt her chest begin to heave.
"You're lying!" Caroline yelled, her face getting dangerously close to his.
"Caroline..." Klaus sighed. He looked from her eyes to the floor as he released her. "Go ahead. Call Elena, or Bonnie, or even the morgue. They will all tell you the same thing." Klaus dared harshly.
"No. It's- it's not true!" Caroline yelled as she felt the switch flip on. "My mom, she -" Caroline's breathing was quickening by the second. She turned her face away from his looking into the distance. "And- Matt?" Caroline whimpered looking back to him. Her hand went up to her mouth, "I left them, alone - and defenseless." she breathed. "I let this happen..." She started to heave. "they... they.." The pain in her face was evident. All of the pain was rushing to her chest making her heart want to explode from sadness. Caroline couldn't hold it in anymore, as tears slipped from her blue eyes.
"Caroline..." Klaus tried again, but was interrupted by an emotional, rambling Caroline.
"No! No! Please help them," Caroline begged, her hands connecting with his Henley. "You can- can get another witch - one stronger than Bonnie - she can fix this - she - she can help us!" Caroline pleaded, her grip getting tighter, her pleading eyes staring into his.
"There is nothing we can do Caroline. What's done is done..." Klaus looked up to her, he saw the hope shatter in her eyes, as she dropped onto her knee's and began to sob her eyes out.
Klaus looked down at Caroline and got onto his knee's next to her. "Love, Caroline - look at me." Klaus said as he cupped her face pulling it up to look at his. She obliged brokenly. Her face looked lost and depressed like she betrayed them. Klaus's heart broke for her.
"This, this is emotion, Caroline. You love Matt and your mother, and the thought of them dead makes you fell sadness, remorse, regret-" Klaus paused creeping closer to the confused Caroline. "They make you feel." Klaus paused again. "Sweetheart, that is humanity. This is who you are." Klaus smiled gently.
"Wha-" Caroline mumbled, tears still sliding down her cheeks.
"Your mother and Matt are fine." Klaus said confidently.
"But you just said-" Caroline stuttered with disbelief, when she finally understood. "You lied?" Caroline suddenly got angry. She stood up and grabbed Klaus by the neck and pushed him up against the wall, and he let her.
"How dare you!" Caroline spat. "You heartless monster!" Caroline became louder.
"There is my Caroline." he sarcastically jabbed.
"Why?" Caroline screamed.
"Your emotions were turned off, I helped you turn them on." Klaus said calmly. This made her more angry. Caroline realized he had helped her. He was always helping her...
"Stop!" she screamed as she dropped her hands from his throat, getting closer to him.
He was confused by this. "Stop what sweetheart?" he asked.
She was livid. "That! The 'sweethearts' and the 'loves'. STOP! Stop pretending that you care!" she screamed.
"Caroline..." Klaus struggled. "I do care. Don't you understand that! I care only about you!" he yelled back, "I don't want to feel this way! Do you think I want to be pinning over you! Do you think I want to be put in a blind rage, every time a man touches even one hair on your perfect little head?" he got closer. "You think I want to be in love with you? That it's my bloody choice?!" he said, his voice feigning distress.
"But Haley... The baby... You didn't care..." she shook her head sadly. She looked to the ground avoiding his eye contact.
Klaus was shocked. How did she know about Haley? "Who told you..?" he growled.
Caroline huffed. "Your sister had no problem rubbing it in." she spat bitterly.
"I swear I am going to dagger her for real this time... Maybe i'll rip her bloody heart out-"
Klaus paused noticing Caroline physically wince. "The baby wasn't mine, Caroline. I never wanted it to be mine!" He shouted without realizing it.
She scoffed. "You slept with her." her voice cracked. Caroline took a deep breath.
"I-" he stuttered.
"You slept with her." she whispered brokenly. Klaus wanted to make her feel better. Her tone was scaring him. It was a whole knew kind of broken. And he was the one to cause it.
"It doesn't matter who I slept with, because you were the only one I ever truly thought about. I was vulnerable. The thought of you and your undying loyalty to Tyler made my blood boil... I just- wanted..."
"Revenge." she looked to him, a single tear dropped from her swollen eyes.
Klaus's breath hitched. He swallowed hard. Caroline took a shaky breath.
"Yes. But, it still doesn't change the fact that the only one that I want is you." He told her seriously.
Caroline was bewildered. Her eyelids flickered trying to hold back the tears threatening to fall. "Why?" she whispered still not convinced.
"Why!?" he yelled still angrily.
"Why me?" Caroline pleaded. "What is so fucking special, about a dumb, neurotic control freak blonde from a small town?" she asked, all of her insecurities shinning through.
"How do you not understand?" he asked as he turned her around so that her back was now in contact with the wall. He put both his hands on both sides of Caroline's head as if trapping her. "You are beautiful, smart, strong-headed, fearless, loyal, and many more things Caroline. You are like no other that I have met in my thousand years of existence. Doesn't that mean anything to you?" he stepped closer pinning her against the wall with no way of getting out.
"You really do love me- don't you?" She asked as her eyelids softly fluttering closed. She took a deep breath. The weirdest thing just happened to her. It's like something clicked. She wasn't mad anymore. She didn't care about Haley. About what he has done. She doesn't care anymore- and she didn't have to turn off her emotions to do it. She didn't have to force what she was feeling to the back of her brain- Because she knows that it isn't one sided. She knows, that all along throughout the scheming, and the fighting, that it wasn't just a game. It was real. And when it's real, you can't walk away.
He paused for a moment. He looked away from her eyes, to the ground. The fear of rejection was too strong. He couldn't open his mouth to speak. The silence lingered.
"Please." she begged. Klaus's head snapped up to hers, and he could see the fear of rejection in her eyes as well.
"Yes. I love you, Caroline. And I am not ashamed of it. I always thought love was a weakness... - A burden. But when a fiery blonde stomped her way into my life, every thought I had disappeared. And I finally found truth in a world full of lies." he told her honestly.
Without another thought, Caroline grabbed his shirt with both of her hands and held him closer to her as she connected her forehead with his. Their breaths mingled together as one. "I'm scared." she whispered.
"Of me?" he asked hesitantly.
"Yes." she simply replied. Suddenly he pulled away, but Caroline's hands grasped the tighter on the sides of his face.
"I am scared of losing you." she whispered as she moved to connect her head with his again. "I am scared that I won't be enough for you. I am scared how strong my feelings are for you. But in no way, am I scared of you." Caroline breathed.
Klaus pushed them back against the wall this time leaving only an inch of space between the both of them. "If I let you in, you have to promise me- give me your word- that you will not hurt me or leave me." Caroline spoke seriously.
"I promise you, Caroline." Klaus looked into her eyes. He cupped her face into his hands. "I give you my word."
Her eyes flicked down to his lips. "Don't leave me." she begged softly.
"Never." he vowed. She looked into his eyes again before she crashed her lips onto his. The kiss was wild, but loving at the same time. Caroline had never felt so whole, and Klaus had never been more happier in his whole intertwined hands as Klaus raised them against the wall teasing her lips open with his tongue. She whimpered and thrashed against him. The pleasure was almost unbearable. She tried to release his grip so that she could touch him- feel him. But his inner-alpha wouldn't let her. A part of Caroline was mad, but the other part thought it was the hottest thing that has ever happened to her. His masculinity overwhelmed her, but in the best of ways.
He pushed her farther against the wall as lips released hers, sliding to her neck, nipping, sucking and licking as much of her porcelain skin as possible. Caroline moaned. Klaus thought he had never heard a more beautiful sound. All he could think about is how he wanted to hear it again. She pulled his face up and back to hers. She kissed him as if it was their last. She knew she loved him. And that scared her to death.
They released each other with a 'pop'. Caroline and Klaus's eyes slowly fluttered open as they gazed into each others eyes with more than just lust.
"I love you." Caroline breathed. Klaus's breath hitched. "And I want you... All of you." She raised her right hand to his heart. "Heart." She moved her free hand to his head and slightly cupped it. "Mind." Both of her hands moved down his god-like torso until they both reached his belt. Klaus fought back the growl that had formed in his throat from her actions. "Body." she whispered huskily. Gripping onto his belt, she tugged his body close to hers. She took a breath and smiled at him. She looked into his eyes. She saw nothing but love for her. "Soul." She whispered as she kissed his forehead. She trailed her kisses onto his temples, down to his eyelids. She kissed both of his cheeks and kissed his nose, lingering for a moment, before placing her lips over the place she desired the most.
"You." she breathed as she kissed him lightly. Caroline felt a wetness on her cheek, realizing that she must have started crying. When she pulled away to look at him, she noticed that it wasn't tears- it was his.
They looked at each other for what seemed like hours. No one said anything, not one word was spoken. But being there gazing into each others eyes, the emotions shown were louder than any words.
And they said everything that they needed to say.
I love you.
FEELSPLOSION AM I RIGHT ;)
Klaroline, I miss you dearly.
Please Julie find some sanity and give them a kickass love story storyline! MAKE THE WORLD HAPPY. K. Thanks. Bye. :D
Thank you so much for the continuing support! It means everything!
much love! xx krista