4x19 reaction drabble-Caroline overheard the last words Klaus spoke to Tyler and she doesn't know what to do.
Caroline touched her lips trying to keep the memory of Tyler still there. The weight of her heart crushing down within her to place she didn't think she had a name for. Cold chills ran across the bareness of her skin knowing the perfect night had just come to a close.
Tears brimmed in her eyes, so worn that just she wanted to let loose every tear she could. But she didn't want to spoil the dress. She didn't care if it had come from Klaus; she felt every bit the princess she had asked him to let her be.
She sighed, no she cared it came from Klaus. She just didn't know why.
The rumble of a voice pricked her from her thought. It was Klaus' voice. Fear iced her heart instantly, wanting to dash out and spare Tyler from Klaus' wrath. She clenched her eyes shut and felt her nails dig into the palm of her hands with a punishing strength.
Focusing, she let her ears access their higher range, desperate yet nervous about what was happening outside on the porch.
Klaus was speaking; she realized that she must have caught the tail end of whatever he was saying to Tyler.
"In the shared interest of giving Caroline the night of her dreams, I'm going to allow you five seconds before I rip the heart out of your chest."
His voice was so deadly quiet, yet she could hear every note of pain and fury resonating in the air. Klaus started counting backwards from five and her heart leaped forward in her chest, scared stiff. The tall tale whoosh of the wind told her Tyler had disappeared once more.
Caroline didn't know what to think. Klaus had just let Tyler go, again. All his laughing and mocking her earlier about her rage over a dress and a night that wasn't important to him and he wanted her to happy. It didn't make sense.
Irritation and unexpected joy thudded wildly in her chest. She realized then that Klaus was still standing on the porch. The steady thump of his heart and the spicy scent of him both registered clearly even though a wall and a closed door separated them.
She waited not moving a muscle, uncertain as to what Klaus was going to do. There was an echo of steps and she heard him approach the door. Caroline could almost imagine him standing there no more than an inch away from the door.
They were both waiting; waiting for one of them to say something, to do something. The only sounds between them the rhythm of their rapid breathing and the sounds of the nature's nightlife. But neither of them said anything.
She was a coward and retreated to that unknown place in her heart. She literally could not think, because the flush of her skin and the pounding in her chest should be emotions Tyler sparked in her. Right now it was Klaus who sprung those feelings to life. It couldn't be Klaus; she mind was screaming that it could never be him.
Yet here she was in the middle of Tyler's old home and she was waiting for her heart and mind to figure it out. But she couldn't. It's why she so desperately kissed Tyler before he left; she tried to regain that feeling she thought she was supposed to have for him.
She didn't want to say good-bye to Tyler but it felt like he was slipping away, with Klaus waiting for her on the other side. Footsteps outside turned from the door, slowly their heavy echo disappeared into the dark of the night.
Caroline still found herself standing straight still, no clearer in her emotions with him gone. She knew Klaus cared for her and she used that to her advantage to get her dress earlier because she thought she didn't care. She thought that she was immune to him but now she was confused.
Something in that unknown place in her heart told her she did care.
So she stood there waiting, warring with herself trying to understand. But she couldn't and that's what scared her.