20. Live it up tonight
Girls and their little black dresses, Caroline thought while admiring her own reflection in the mirror. Now, Caroline Forbes was not one of those stars that would gush about their hotness, but one has to admit what one has to admit, she was on fire tonight. I mean she had to be, Katherine literally ordered her to be, because she was the guest of honour tonight. I mean, it was her bachelorette party that she was headed to. Ridiculous, right? She was married to Klaus for three months now, not just married, but fake married, but Kat still insisted on throwing her one of those. She was pretty determined about it yesterday when they met with Bonnie, who was finally back in town, on their morning run.
" Oh come on Caroline." Kat said when they sat to rest for a moment.
" You have to have a bachelorette party."
" Why? Why would I have to have one? It's not even a real marriage, remember?" Caroline said trying not to sound too frustrated, but she was not doing a really good job hiding her emotions these days, ever since that strange moment with Klaus when she stupidly blurted out the baby thing, and he went all psycho on her, she was pissed as hell. Pissed at herself for believing even for a second that he could feel something genuine for her, pissed that she even for a second wanted him to. She was pretty much avoiding him ever since, keeping herself busy with planning their wedding party, sarcasm of that one wasn't lost on her, but she had no choice, she was far too neurotic to leave it to someone else. And now the bachelorette party … It did not sound like a good idea to her, but Kat was determined to prove her wrong.
" Hello blonde one, that is exactly why you haave to have one. It will be good for you, therapeutic even. Don't lie to me Care bear; I see you're wound up like a string lately. If you don't want to tell us what's really happening between Klaus and yourself, fine, we won't push it, but maybe it will be easier if you tell it to some cocktails, some dance floor and some hot guys to flirt with."
"I'm married, remember?" Caroline repeated one more time, remembering that even if she was fake married, she and Klaus had to keep appearances in the public, now more than ever, so flirting with any kind of guys was against the rules, but Kat had a hard time grasping that.
" Fine, married, fake married, you like him, you hate him, who could keep up with all the drama … But the point is, it is not against the law for married people to have some innocent fun, or some not so innocent …" Kat smirked and looked at Bonnie.
" Am I right Bon Bon?"
" Why are you dragging me into this Kat?"
" Oh I don't know, maybe because you're married for a gazillion years now."
Bonnie rolled her eyes, but had to laugh at Kat's comments, even if she was a pain in the ass sometimes, she was hard not to love.
"Thank you so much for that endearing comment Katherine, you always make me feel like a grandma."
"But you're the hottest grams on the face of the Earth. With the hottest rock star husband."
" That is so true." Bonnie said proudly.
"And just to prove it to you that I am far from being kicked to a retirement home, and that I can still kick your white asses on the dance floor, I'm seconding Katherine's motion for a bachelorette party. Caroline?"
And now all eyes were on her. And what was she supposed to do? She couldn't be a party pooper. Besides, some harmless fun, and getting out of the house not having to think about how he was in the next room, his body hugging those black satin sheets, could actually be a good idea. She needed a distraction. She needed to turn her emotions off. If only for a night, before she would figure out what was her next step supposed to be, she needed to not think of anything and have good old simple fun.
" Ok, fine. Let's do it. But Katherine … I want it to be a nice night out with the girls. No strippers, no jumping out a cake, and no vibrators and dildos or other accessories to stick into any parts of my body, got it?"
" Not even if the cake is chocolate?"
" Katherine!"
"Alright, alright, don't get you panties in a twist, I'm just kidding. We're going to have a blast, you'll see. Just leave it all to good old Katherine."
" Why do I have the feeling we'll end up like those guys in "Hangover"?" Bonnie asked suspiciously.
"Don't be ridiculous Bon, now where would I get a tiger?" Kat gave them their biggest smile, and they could see her mind working on overdrive, planning a night Caroline would never forget.
As they were parting ways Kat yelled to them.
"And girls wear something sexy. No, not sexy. Something so fucking hot it would make a guy come in his pants the moment he sees us. Tomorrow we're taking over the town and we aren't showing any mercy. Love you, kisses." she blew them kisses, sat in her car and drove off with a bang.
" Do you think this bachelorette party is a good idea?" Bonnie asked Caroline when they were left alone.
" Of course it's not. It's Kat's idea. But at least we can count on it to be a blast, either way you put it." Caroline smiled, and tried not to think about Klaus, or her marriage, or her emotions, they once again just got her into trouble. Fun, fun and fun. That is what it should have been, and tomorrow night, that is what it would be, she told herself then, and she was telling herself now as she was standing in front of the mirror admiring her little black dress and her black louboutin heels that made her legs look like they were stretching for miles. Her legs … Klaus admired her legs more than once, telling her they were her best feature, and showing her over and over again all those position he could put them in … No. God damn it, stupid scumbag brain, she wasn't thinking about him tonight, she wasn't. Deep breaths Caroline Forbes, you are not thinking about a certain man tonight, no you are not. But just as she was trying really hard to keep him out of her thoughts, he of course appeared at her doorstep, just as she was taking her purse and stepping outside her bedroom. At first he said nothing. He just stared at her like a hungry wolf, taking it all in. Taking his time, grazing over her cleavage, her behind, and then came the treat, her long sexy legs. She saw he was a bit speechless, although he was pretending to be the big macho man not being affected by her sexy look.
"Dressed to impress sweetheart?" he asked coyly.
"Maybe. But not to impress you. Just in case you're getting some ideas." she looked straight into his eyes, and didn't even blink. He wasn't the only one in control, the only one having the power to hurt, she could be bitchy and cold and distant as well.
"Don't be like that Caroline." he said quietly.
" I didn't mean to hurt you the other night, I just wanted to …" he stopped talking, and started caressing her hand, but she pushed it right away, before she could feel the familiar longing boiling in her stomach, and in other parts of her body.
"No Klaus, no need to apologise. You did me a favour actually; somebody needed to knock some sense into me. You don't have to worry any more. There is no way I'm going to even think of falling in love with you. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a bachelorette party to go to, and unlike this marriage, I plan to make it a real one, and an unforgettable one."
She turned around to walk away from him, but he wasn't about to let her go just yet. He twirled her right into his arms, keeping a firm grip on her body, pressing it against his, and she had to close her eyes not to shiver. Would she ever stop desiring this man? It was like a curse, but no, she had to shake it. She was strong enough to, she just had to find that strength somewhere within her.
"I have to go. Let me go." she said angrily trying to wiggle herself out of his grasp. He released her a bit, never actually wanting to hurt her, but he didn't let her go. Which was ironic if you think of it, he was trying so hard to push her away from him, and now he was the one holding on.
"Please don't go out angry. I just want to talk to you."
" Well too bad Mister I always get what I want, I don't want to talk to you. Deal with it." She was acting like a first class bitch and she knew it, but she wasn't even sorry for it. The memory of that horrid feeling when he walked into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him a few night ago still haunted it, it felt … It felt almost like that night on the ship again. She was once again left in a room alone, rejected and vulnerable. She was done being vulnerable.
"Hey you two lovebirds. Nik, I know you can't get enough of her, but this is a girl's night out. You'll have to lend her to us for a couple of hours." the rescue came in the form of Rebekah Mikealson.
"Ok sister. But promise you'll look after my beautiful wife." he kissed her on the lips and she had to try, and I mean try, real hard not to bite into his. She would have loved to watch him bleed. To see if actual blood ran down his veins …
"Don't worry brother, she's safe with us. Although daaamn sister in law, you're wearing that dress mighty fine. We'll have to beat guys with a stick to keep them away from you."
"Well thank you. You look gorgeous yourself. That white dress looks amazing on you, very naughty and nice at the same time."
"Well that's exactly was I was going for. Since you're all black, I assume you were going for only naughty?"
"You have no idea sister in law. A new Caroline is in town tonight. And she's going to paint the town red. And some more … Come. I think I hear someone honking us; it's probably Katherine and the rest of the girls." she took Rebekah by the hand and stepped outside, without even looking at Klaus. She couldn't deal with him right now, she just couldn't … This was her night, her party, and she wouldn't let her stupid heart ruin it.
Rebekah and Caroline stepped outside, it was a beautiful night to be the queen of the party, Caroline thought to herself, enjoying a gentle summer breeze of LA caressing her back.
" What on Earth?" Rebekah jaw dropped as she looked at something in the street.
Caroline turned her head and saw the wickedest pink limo you could imagine, a real pimp ride, and she knew who was behind it. Speak of the devil … Katherine popped her gorgeous head in the roof window.
" My ladies … You look fabulous. Sex on legs. Just as I wanted"
My God, she even sounded like their pimp. She went in, and went back holding a bottle of champagne.
" I hope you like our ride. Please come in, and let's make this unforgettable night officially begin." you heard a loud noise and the champagne bottle and the party was officially ooopen.
Caroline and Rebekah claimed into the luxurious and spacious limo to find Bonnie, Meredith and …
" Omg Lexi, you made it!" Caroline screamed in joy.
" But you said you couldn't come. You said your boss wouldn't let you go …"
" Yeah, yeah, I said a lot of things, I just can't believe you bought it you silly goose. I can't believe you actually thought I'd miss a Caroline Forbes bachelorette party, especially the one hosted by our very own Katherine Pierce. I wouldn't miss it even if I had to interview Obama himself. I'd say, Mr. President hold on a bit, it's girl's night tonight."
"And he'd probably ask if he could join us, since we're that awesome." Katherine climbed down in her can you say short, shorter, the shortest, red dress Caroline had ever seen, it was a bit more than lingerie, but somehow on Kat it didn't look slutty at all, just super sexy.
"My ladies, please take your glasses so I can fill them with this fine champagne."
" … and let us start with a toast. To our gorgeous guest of honour, and for this wonderful night, may this be a bachelorette none of us will ever forget."
"And for all of us, being together like this. For all my wonderful friends, the ones I have known for years, and the new ones that have recently come into my life, I'm blessed to have you by my side. " Caroline added.
"Here, here." all of them the cliqued their champagne glasses, and the limo started moving. They were on their way to paint the town red.
" Kat, where are we going exactly?" Bonnie was curious, just like the rest of them, but she especially didn't like surprises, while Kat was all about the surprise effect.
"You'll see. We're almost there. And no, it's not a strip club; I promised Care I wouldn't take you there, so I'm keeping my word. But who knows where the night will take us."
" I actually wouldn't mind a strip club." Meredith said.
" Meredith you dog. You're really becoming my favourite person, you know that?"
" Well I don't think any of us SINGLE girls would mind hot, naked bodies. It's just those boring prudish involved ones that …"
"Hey, who are you calling prudish?" Caroline intercepted Lexi.
" I think us involved girls will have to show those SINGLE girls that we can party just as hard, even harder. "
" Yeeeeeeeees!" Kat started screaming and twirling around the limo.
"That's the spirit. Finally Care bear! This night is going to blow our minds off!"
The limo stopped, and Caroline peaked outside, so did the rest of the girls. They wanted to see where Kat brought them, since you could never be one hundred percent safe with her, but that was the whole point of the experience of being friends with Katherine Pierce, as she herself would probably put it.
"Ladies, welcome to Opium. The new hottest thing in Hollywood. Where the drinks are freshly mixed and squeezed, and boys … as well …" Kat gave them a wink, and climbed out of the limo, the girls had no choice but to follow, those drinks did sound yummy, and so did the boys.
There was a row outside Opium bigger than on Twilight premiers, but Kat just passed all those people and waved to the bouncer. There were a lot of very angry comments in the background, but the bouncer opened the door, and they were in. And it was really … opium like … The décor was wild, purple and black blending into the perfect combination of elegant and sexy.
"Come girls. We're in the VIP section." Kat started walking to the private part of the club like she owned the damn place. And all the heads turned when she walked, not that the other girls were far behind. Caroline caught a few looks coming her way, and it felt good, to feel wanted. Of course her stupid brain right away went to Klaus and the way he looked at her, with so much passion and lust that she thought she would combust at times. Damn it, there better be drinks waiting for them in that bloody VIP section. It was her lucky night, because there were, her favourite Cosmopolitan's waiting to be enjoyed. Katherine truly thought of everything.
"One more toast before we hit the dance floor. To us, being the most kick ass girls in the club. No, in the whole fucking world. Give yourself a hurrah, we rock."
"We rock!" they all screamed at the same time, killing their Cosmopolitans.
" Omg. I looove this song." Rebekah started jumping up and down.
" We have to dance. Come on." and they all rushed to the dancer floor, dancing, doing silly moves, having one night not caring who was watching or possibly taking picture with their mobile phones. Tonight they didn't want to be celebrities, producers, or wives of this one and that one; they just wanted to be young girls having fun with friends. So the songs kept on rolling, and they kept on jumping and dancing, the drinks kept on rolling, and they kept on drinking, cocktails, vodkas, tequilas, you name it, one by one they were coming back with shots of this and that, and before you know it, hours flew by, and they were all tipsy, some less, some more, and some a lot.
" I have to go." Rebekah put down her last shot of tequila, and got up so fast she almost knocked down their table.
" Where the hell are you going now?" Meredith asked her.
" I'm going … to have sex … With Matt." Bex was being dead serious, although she was barely standing on her own two feet. I guess she was the light weight category.
" Yeeeey! You go girl. Sex that pretty boy up." Lexi was cheering.
"Yes. I'm going to do that. I'm going to call him and tell him I'm coming to sex him up." Bekah took out her phone but she had trouble dialling. Her fingers weren't that coordinated anymore. "You know what, screw this. I'm just going to show up at his place and surprise him. Naked." " Is that such a good idea? I mean you can barely stand Rebekah." the wise one spoke, Bonnie was the only one of them that was still semi sober and coherent.
" I'm … going to … have sex … And you can't stop me. I'm taking a cab." Rebekah almost stormed out, but Bonnie grabbed her hand in the last minute.
"Ok, fine. Let me just go with you and help you find a cab." Bonnie went with her and Caroline uttered a small thank you to Bonnie behind Rebekah's back. But she suddenly felt tiered; her eyes felt so heavy they almost closed.
" Nooooo, don't you dare fall a sleep on me bitch. This party ain't over till I say it's over. Now come and dance with me babe." Katherine led her to a dance floor taking one more tequila for the road down the stairs. They were throwing themselves on the dance floor, and singing their asses out: " I wanna dance … and love … and dance again."
"Omg, that guy is staring at you all this time. No, don't turn around."
" The cute one in a suit. Now turn around, slowly."
" Omg, he really is yummy. I love a man that has such fine taste. Of course he has fine taste if he chose me. I should go say hi, right? Would you mind? I mean this is girl's night … "
" Katherine Page Pierce have you not taught me a long, long time ago that the point of every good girl's night out is – not to go home alone. Go and Pierce him. "
" Well when you put it that way … Piercing it is. Wish me luck."
" Like you need it tiger."
" True. I mean, who am I kidding, I'm fabulous, right?"
" Yes, you are Kat, you're the best. Thank you for throwing this party for me. I had a blast. Just what the doctor prescribed."
Kat suddenly hugged her and whispered. "You are so welcome. Anything for you sweetie."
" But before we get all mushy, I have a guy to charm." she winked at her and went to get her prey. The last thing she heard, before she headed upstairs to find Lexi and Meredith, was the guy introducing himself in a very sexy accent as Elijah. Wow, by the looks and sound of it her Katherine was going to have a blast tonight, or rather this morning, since it was almost 3 in the morning. Damn, time does really fly when you're having fun. But soon they would be heading home, and Klaus would be there, and the very thought of him made her head spin so much that she almost missed a step, but a luckily a firm hand grabbed her before she had the chance to fall and probably break her little neck. She looked into her rescuer. And it was a familiar place.
" Jonathan, is that really you?" It was Jonathan Rhys Meyers; she met him a few years ago when they were filming a movie, unfortunately they didn't have a lot of scenes together but she remembered him as being a nice guy, although a bit of a ladies man. I mean, it was obvious why, he was dead gorgeous, plus the hot Irish accent… Accents apparently were the bear goggles for women. She thought of Klaus again, and his sexy British accent, and the voice that made her melt every time.
"Is that really you Forbes? I haven't seen you in years. You look good, really good." the innuendo wasn't lost on Caroline, nor was the way he was staring at her cleavage. But she didn't care; she was a spoken woman only on paper, right? And she could do whatever the hell she wanted, she suddenly got pissed again.
"Well thank you, you don't look so bad yourself. And thank you for saving my neck here, these stairs can be tricky … "
"You are welcome beautiful, but you could make it up to me by having a drink with me. I'm afraid my friends have left me for some nicer company, and now I'm by my lonesome self, it's so tragic I could start weeping at any second, and no one wants to see a grown man weep, so come and save me.
Caroline looked up. " I should really head back to my friends. They'll be looking for me."
" Come on. Just one drink. For old times sake?"
She finally caved, I mean, a gorgeous man was asking her to have a drink with him, what was wrong with that? It's not like anyone was waiting for her at home, actually somebody was, but that somebody felt nothing for her, so maybe she should try to feel nothing for him too.
They sat down and started drinking something, her senses were so numb she didn't even recognize what it was, and she seriously had enough for tonight.
Jonathan was amazing, he was making her laugh, and he was trying really hard in flirting with her. But somehow she couldn't feel it, feel anything … Every time she closed her eyes for a second she saw Klaus's face. She wanted him. And by him she meant, her no good of a husband. She tried to block it, but it was too powerful. Jonathan felt that he was "losing" her, so he decided to go for it before all was lost.
"You know, I was really sad we didn't have a chance to hang out more when we were filming Match Point. I always thought you were pretty incredible. I still do."
He looked into her eyes and leaned closer, and a thought rushed through her drunken brain. Omg, he was going to try to kiss her. He put his hand on her thigh and she totally choked. Should she allow it? Did she even want it? No, she didn't really. She knew who she wanted to be kissed by, but … That man didn't care about her, he probably wouldn't even give a damn if Jonathan kissed her, if whole fucking Ireland kissed her. So maybe she should just go with it. Or maybe not … " I … I'm sorry. I just really have to … go to the bathroom. Sorry!" she left poor confused Jonathan and ran into the bathroom. She couldn't do it, no, that is not the kind of person she wanted to become. Kissing one man and thinking of another one … Stupid Klaus, SHE HATED HIM. She hated how smart and insightful he was, she hated his stupid sarcastic sense of humour, she hated that he wore glasses for reading, she hated his stupid tattoos, and his god damn dimples, but most of all, she hated that she didn't hate him at all. Most of all, she hated that she was so in love with him that it was physically hurting her. It was like nothing she had felt before. When she first fell for Klaus twelve years ago she was a girl, a teenager, it wasn't love, it was a teenage obsession. What she had with Tyler, she had mistaken it for love at the time, but now she clearly saw it was just a blind infatuation, but what she felt for Klaus now … It was love. That very word made her want to vomit. And it all came rushing out. I actually mean literally, before she knew it, she was kneeling next to a toilet, vomiting her heart and soul. Unfortunately she couldn't vomit her feelings out, alcohol out of her body yes, but feeling, not so easy. She loved him; she fucking fell in love with him. How did she let that happen? She let out a small sob.
" Caroline? Is that you?"
" Bonnie?"
" Omg, Caroline …" Bonnie opened the door of the stall to find her friend on her knees hugging the toilet seat. A very sexy scene indeed.
"Caroline. I was looking everywhere for your. I was worried sick something happened to you … "she saw anger, but also relief on Bonnie's face.
" I'm sorry Bon, don't be mad at me. I'm sorry. I'm an idiot." Caroline said and started sobbing again. Of course her friend had no idea why she was actually sobbing and repeating that she was a bloody idiot. Bonnie thought it was because of the booze.
"Hey, it's ok. It's ok. Please don't cry. It will all be ok. "Bonnie knelt next to her, and hugged her, not caring about the vomit or ruining her expensive beige dress. Now that was a real friend in need. "I'm so stupid. So pathetic." Caroline kept repeating while Bonnie was rocking her back and forth, stroking her messed up hair. And it wasn't the only thing messed up in a bathroom stall in a club called Opium in LA.
"I think we should get you home. I'll go get the others." Bonnie finally said after a while.
"No. Please. I don't want to ruin their night. And I don't want them to see me like this. It was an awesome night we shared together; I don't want to taint it in any way. I feel much better, I really do. I think I probably threw most of the alcohol out of my system anyways. You take the limo, just call me a taxi, and I'll go straight to bed. I promise. Pinkie promise."
"No way. I'll go say goodbye to the girls then, and tell them you're not feeling so well. They can take the limo, but you and I are sharing a taxi missy."
Bonnie got up and went to the door, while Caroline was still sitting on the ground, she knew she need to get up but it felt like such a stretch, too bad she couldn't just close her eyes and fall asleep there. But Bonnie would kill her, and so would sober Caroline once she comes to her senses.
" Bonnie …" she called after her.
"Thank you. For taking care of me. I know I'm such a mess sometimes …"
"Yeah, but you're my mess Caroline. Now please get up, and wait for me next to the exit, ok? Can you do that?"
"Yes. I'm fine. Don't worry." Caroline tried to put up a brave face, even a smile. But inside, all she could think about was, another man, another mistake, love truly sucked. But after tonight, and after that little confession she finally made to herself in the bathroom of Opium, nothing would be the same for her. Nothing.
Bonnie insisted on walking her into the house and putting her straight into bed, like she didn't trust her not to wander of into unknown directions. But somehow Caroline managed to persuade her she was in her sober condition now, and that Bonnie's duties as the sober company were coming to an end.
"I'm fine Bonnie. I can find my bed without your help. Go home to that gorgeous husband of yours and make love to him. I'll be fine; I just need some aspirin, some water, and some bed time. Now go before I change my mind and make you hold my hair again while I puke, like that time when we were in New Orleans. Remember that? Yeah, I'd rather forget that night as well." And she'd forget this one as well if she could, but somehow she knew she would have a hard time doing that. It was a night to remember, in every way possible. What Caroline didn't know, as she was desperately trying to find her keys in her small purse, was that this crazy night/ morning wasn't over yet. She finally managed to put the keys into the lock and open the door. She walked into the hall as gracefully as possible, trying to make as little noise as possible, it was a large house, but still, she didn't want to wake Klaus up.
" Fuuuck!" she screamed when her foot hit the coffee table in front of her. Yeah, that was graceful. Oh man, she just needed to get to her room. But suddenly the light in the living room shone bright into her blood shed eyes.
"Home so soon love?" Klaus was sitting in the sofa, sipping whiskey, or maybe ice tea, who the hell knows with this complicated complicated man.
She was trying to hold her balance, grabbing the chair in front of her.
" What are you doing up? It's four in the morning. Don't tell me you were actually waiting for me …"
" For the two of you … Where's my little sister?"
" Oh, she's with Matt, don't worry about her. Matt texted me to let me know she was with him and she was sleeping like a log."
" A very drunk one I presume …"
"Oh please, don't act all righteous, It doesn't suit you. Like you didn't have your share of wild drunken nights … You from all people… "
" So it was a wild night?" he said with a cocky grin on his face. She wanted to wipe that smug smile right away. Preferably wipe it of with her own lips. No, not going there again stupid scumbag brain. She just needed to ignore him and go to her room. So she headed there, but somehow managed to end by the pool.
He was right behind her of course.
"Wrong direction sweetheart?"
She stomped on her Louboutin heel so hard it almost fell off.
"Shut up. Just shut up. Maybe I wanted a swim."
" I don't think that would be a good idea in your condition."
"My condition? What condition? Don't be ridiculous, I'm perfectly fine. Look, I'll prove it to you. I'll make my famous one leg stand right now, even in these heels."
" Caroline … I don't think that's such a good idea."
" Not listening to you. I'm doing this."
She was trying to put her leg up and stay like that, but suddenly she got such a pulsating feeling in her head and for a split of a second it all went blank. And that split of a second was all it took for her to feel something wet surrounding her body. She … Fell into the pool … How's that for a morning swim? She was trying to catch her breath, but her heels were dragging her to the bottom. But before she could even think about it, she felt a strong grip holding her tightly against his body. His fully clothed body. He jumped after her, in his clothes nonetheless …
" Are you ok? Are you hurt?" he was checking her for cuts and bruises. But she didn't have any, she just went in like a sack of flour.
"I'm ok." she said shaking from the cold. The pool wasn't heated after midnight.
" I think it's only my ego that got hurt in the fall."
"Well it was a glorious fall, all tens from the Olympic board love. Too bad I didn't have my camera; I'd make a fortune selling the video." Klaus was trying to joke around, but you could see the worry on his face, it almost gave her a false sense of hope, he actually cared what happened to her. He was still holding her, and she couldn't help but to lean against his shoulder. It was the strangest scene. The two of them, fully dressed in a cold pool, holding on to dear life, not saying anything, just holding on to each other.
"You're shaking." he said
"It's from the cold." she lied
" True." he lied too.
"We should get out. Get you an aspirin, and then get you to bed." he suddenly got all serious.
He pulled her out, and went to grab a towel lying next to the pool.
"Here. We don't want you to catch your death." he wrapped it around her body, leaving his hands there. He was being so gentle to her, she had a hard time remembering how mean he was a few nights ago. It was like two people were inside of him, battling for control. And even he wasn't sure which one to surrender to.
" Bed. Now. You need your rest. And I need mine."
"Fine, grandpa." she finally took of her heels, and started walking inside.
" Do you need me to carry you up the stairs?"
" Don't be ridiculous. I'm perfectly capable of walking."
" Oh, like you're perfectly capable of standing on your leg? Or swimming? I won't take my chances."
" Klauuus … Don't." but before she could say anything else, he lifted her in his arms like she was feather and was carrying her up the stairs.
" You men and your cave like ways."
"Please, don't tell me you don't enjoy it sweetheart."
And he was right, she was enjoying this. But when he opened the door to her bedroom to carry her in, and when he sat her onto her bed … Now what?
"Goodnight Scoot. Sleep tight; don't let the bed bugs bite."
And before she could think about it … " Stay. Stay with me tonight."
" Are you sure?" he asked carefully, she saw how much he was struggling to be more than that guy, not even a guy but a boy, on that boat all those years ago. He didn't want to take advantage of her in this state. But the truth was, he did take advantage of her, again, he once again found his way into her heart, but wasn't willing to give her his own in return. So this night … She wanted it, she needed it … She had made a decision. It would be their goodbye.
"Yes. I want you to make love to me." she said gently, and he couldn't refuse her.
He pushed her onto the bed and started removing her and his wet clothes of their heated bodies while giving her deep invasive kisses, as if marking his territory, as if knowing this would be their last time together like this. Her toes curled when his lips started sucking on her nipple. "You make me crazy." he whispered against her wet skin. She was dizzy with alcohol, desire and despair. She tried to remember it all, lock it in her memory, for days, months and years to come. Because she couldn't know if she would ever feel the way she felt when she was with him. He slipped his fingers inside her panties. Stop. Don't stop. The words bounced in her head as his kisses grew more insistent and his touch so intimate she couldn't bear it. She loved him so much; she almost had to bite her lips not to say it out loud. He loved her with his fingers, his mouth, and his sex, with everything but his heart. And she let herself
love him back. Just this one last time.
I swear, I never in a million years thougt I'd publish this so soon. But I stayed up writing till 1 in the morning yesterday, and I was writing the whole morning ... So go easy on me ;). I know a lot you might not like this chapter because it doesn't have a lot of Caroline, but me personally ... I wanted to right this chapter for weeks now, having it in my head ... I just really wanted a real girls chapter. Because unfortunately on TVD we'll never get to see Care, Rebekah, Lexi, Bonnie and Meredith partying together, and it would be so amazing. So this chapter is like a dream come true for me. I hope I didn't completely blow it.
I'm huge fan of Jonathan Rhys Meyers, almost as huge as Joseph Morgan's, what can I say, I'm crazy about the accents ... So I hope you don't mind me putting him in, he's not the bad guy, I mean nothing happened ... And in the end he even kind of helped Caroline face her feelings. Ok, so the feeling are out there now, and there is no turning back ...
What do you think Caroline's next move will be? Trust me, if you're still liking and following this story, you don't want to miss the next chapter ;). I don't know when it will be out, I'm going to be really busy with work next week, but hopefully sooner rather than later. YOUR REVIEWS ALWAYS KEEP ME WRITING ;))))) ... Thank you soooo much for your huge support, I'm blessed to have such nice people reading my story ;)