Not Like I Think About You Constantly

By: Tracy Cook

Disclaimer: I do not own anything; these characters belong to the creators of Glee, One Tree Hill, and The Vampire Diaries.

Authors Note: This is an AU fic that focuses around Glee/OTH/Vampire Diaries. There will be NO VAMPIRES and characters may be slightly OOC, but I will try and keep them in character.

Pairing: Quinn/Rachel, Brooke/Haley, and Caroline/Rebekah.

Rating: M

Chapter Twenty

The Right Choice

Pain was all that she felt. Her body was weak, her wrists and ankles felt as though they were on fire, and her lips ached where they were being stretched by a cloth that was keeping her silent. Her eyes were heavy and it took a good amount of her strength just to force them to open. It was like she had been drugged.

The minute that her eyes snapped open she transitioned into a state of panic. She stared down at her wrists that were chained to the chair she was sitting in, and she attempted to struggle free. But, the chains were tight and caused the pain to intensify as they dug into her skin. Her legs were also firmly held in place against the chair. Her claustrophobia got the best of her and she started to shake, her screams muffled by the cloth that was tightly tied around her head.

"Mmm! Mmphr." She tried to scream out to someone in hopes that they would hear her, but after screaming for a few minutes she quickly realized that no one else was around. Not even her captor.

Her panic lessened as she looked around for the man who had kidnapped her. She did not know who he was; she had never witnessed his face. He had grabbed her from behind while she was cheering with the other members of their glee club. Caroline had no idea where she was. It looked like an old abandoned warehouse. Straight out of a torture film. The thought caused her heart to pound rapidly, she hated those movies. They were always so gruesome. This was the perfect setting.

The walls were practically falling apart, the windows were high up and impossible to reach, and it was completely dark. She was terrified. Her heavy breathing was loud and ragged as she tried to wriggle her hands free of the chains.

They only seemed to tighten, and she was starting to bleed where they were rubbing against the skin.

Suddenly, she felt a cold metal blade against the sensitive skin of her throat and she screamed out into the cloth. This caused her captor to apply pressure to her throat and she silenced herself to the best of her ability. Her breathing was still heavy and tears were filling her eyes and cascading down her cheeks. She just wanted to go home. She just wanted to wrap herself up in her blankets and hold onto Rebekah. Everything had been so perfect. Things were finally looking up for everyone.

His accent gave him away. Caroline's heart nearly stopped beating as he spoke hotly against her ear. "Regretting your choice yet, love?"

He dug the knife deeper into her throat, breaking through the skin and causing blood to stain the blade. Pulling it out, he walked around her and smirked down at her. It was Niklaus. He cast his eyes toward the knife and his smirk widened dangerously as he witnessed the blood, leaning in he ran his tongue along the blade licking the blood clean. It disgusted her.

Afterward, Niklaus knelt down in front of Caroline and smiled as he stared into her eyes. He waved the knife around in front of her face as he spoke.

"All you had to do was choose me. Was that really so difficult?" He laughed. "Then my sister would have been devastated, she would have moved away and left us in peace. None of this would have had to happen."

Caroline wheezed out as tears rolled down her cheeks and she pulled away when he attempted to wipe them clean with the edge of the knife. "Oh now, please do not cry sweetheart. I do not plan to kill you." He pressed the edge into her skin. "Well, not yet at least."

"Mmmgh."

"What is that love? I can't quite understand what you are saying. You seem to have something stuck in that pretty little mouth of yours. Here, let me help you with that." Niklaus moved the edge of the knife toward the cloth and pulled up, cutting it free and prying it from her lips.

"Ahhh! Help!" Caroline immediately started to scream. She knew that it was a long shot, but someone could be looking for her, someone could find her. "Please! Help!" He inched closer to her and she frantically moved around in the chair. "Get away from me you sick fuck!"

He pressed the knife hard against her throat. Pushing it into the previously inflicted cut and watching with delight as she squirmed in pain. It silenced her.

"See, I would." He stood up and moved toward her ear in order to whisper. "But that would ruin my plans."

"What plans?" Her voice cracked as she asked.

"My plans to get revenge on my dear sister, petty little thing." Niklaus laughed. "You see, my sister told you a very dark secret. One that I know for a fact she would not have told you unless she loved you, unless you meant everything to her." He pulled back and smiled. "How do I know this you may ask? It's quite simple actually. I used to mean everything to her."

Caroline furrowed her brow in confusion and watched as Niklaus started to pace in front of her, waving the knife around frantically. He was definitely a deranged man.

"Bekah, she used to actually look up to me a long time ago. She used to love me." His eyes hardened and he turned to look at her. "So, trust me, I know that she loves you. And I also know that the way to best destroy my sister is to destroy the things that she loves, to take those people away from her."

"So, y-you're just gonna kill me?" She cried out, her body shaking.

"No, not yet. Not until my darling sister arrives." He sang. "You see, I chose an obvious place for a reason, love. I mean seriously, who wouldn't suspect a psychopathic killer to be hiding in an abandoned warehouse?"

Niklaus paused and moved toward Caroline again, leaning down and tracing the blade along her neck, staring deep into her eyes. "When she finally does arrive though, I will tie her down and make her watch your slow and painful death. It really is a shame… you are quite lovely." He breathed out against her skin. It made her stomach flip with disgust.

Leaning forward Caroline ignored the pain of the blade as it pressed into her skin and she bit down hard on his ear, pulling with all of her strength. It did not succeed in doing much damage, but she could feel the blood fill her mouth and roll down her chin. She could taste it. It made her want to vomit.

Niklaus pulled back and screamed out in pain before slamming the back of his hand into her face, hard. "You little bitch!" The words sounded angry, yet his laughter afterward was confusing. "Be a dear and mind your manners would you? Our guest should be arriving anytime now."

He sat down in front of her and waved his hand. "Please do feel free to scream. It will only serve to lure her here."

Caroline remained silent. She was not going to give him the satisfaction. She did not want Rebekah to find her. Her blue eyes were fixated on him, the strong taste of iron infecting her senses.

She refused to scream.

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Caroline's mother had told her to search the premises for any signs of Caroline while she contacted the police department in Tree Hill, and searched for any abandoned buildings nearby that he could be hiding her.

She had just finished searching her area of the school before returning to the designated meeting place. Rebekah could tell by the looks on their faces that they too had been unsuccessful in their search. The expressions that they were wearing were a mix of sorrow and fear.

She knew that they matched her own. But, she had to be strong. For Caroline.

Rebekah pulled out the cellphone and called Caroline's mother back to tell her that they had not located her. Her hand was shaking as she impatiently listened to the ringing of the phone. She did not want to stop searching. Not even for a simple phone call.

Finally, Liz answered.

"We-we could not find her anywhere." Rebekah quickly informed, tears filling her blue eyes. "We could not find her anywhere!" She repeated in a loud and devastated tone, the tears now freefalling down her cheeks. It felt as though someone was reaching into her chest and crushing her heart each time that she repeated the words. Caroline was missing; her brother was going to kill her.

Quinn furrowed her brow and her hazel eyes filled with sadness as she moved toward the other blonde and gently ran her hand over her back. Brooke was staring at the scene, and holding onto both Rachel and Haley protectively. They all looked devastated.

Caroline was their friend too. For some, she was their best friend.

She brought the positivity to the group. The thought of losing her, of her spark going out, was horrifying. It was wrong.

"Okay." Liz spoke over the phone. "You need to remain calm. I am on my way there to start searching some abandoned warehouse that is located near Tree Hill High. I need you to stay where you are."

"Not bleeding likely!" She spat into the phone, her body shaking with anger. "I am not just going to stand around and do nothing while that bastard tortures the woman I love!" Her voice heightened as she screamed. "Now, where the bloody hell is this warehouse?"

"You can't just walk in there! That could be exactly what he wants, Rebekah. He's doing this to hurt you. He'll want you to see whatever is going on."

"There won't be much to see when I rip his bloody head clean off his shoulders! Now where is it?!" She spoke angrily through grit teeth.

"Leave this up to the police, please?" Liz begged. "I know how you feel. She's my daughter. Just leave this up to us. We will find her and we will return her safely."

"Fine." Rebekah muttered spitefully.

"Thank you so much. Now please stay safe." She paused and added. "And Rebekah, we will find her."

"Right." Rebekah clenched her jaw and pulled the phone away from her ear, hanging it up.

Everyone turned to stare at her. They were all waiting to see what she planned on doing. They had all heard parts of the conversation.

"What are we going to do?" Quinn asked, walking out in front of Rebekah and staring at her. "We aren't really just going to leave her there are we?"

Rebekah pursed her lips. "Of course we aren't." She turned and looked around the auditorium. There was a janitor cleaning up the mess left behind by the people who had been watching the event. She moved toward him. "Sir, Sir." He turned and looked at her. "Do you know of any warehouse around these parts?"

"Uh, well, I think…" He thought about it.

"Quickly!" She bit back.

"Yeah. There's an abandoned one down on Plum Street. No one's really been there for years though, besides kids smokin' pot and people sellin' drugs." The janitor shrugged his shoulders.

"Sounds like our place." Rebekah turned and looked at the group of girls. "Come on." She nodded her head in the direction of the exit, signaling for them to follow her, before walking toward it. She planned to kill her brother. Rid him from her life for good.

Quinn and Brooke followed closely behind, equally determined to find her. Caroline was their best friend.

Haley and Rachel gave each other uncertain looks, but they followed their girlfriends.

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"She loves you, you know." Niklaus stated spitefully as he traced his fingers along the ground in front of Caroline. Reaching into his jacket he pulled out a familiar looking journal. It was Rebekah's journal.

'How did he get that?' She wondered as she eyed the book.

He opened it and flipped through the pages. "She wrote all about it in her diary." Upon reaching a certain page he laughed and pointed to it. "Look here." He changed his voice as he mimicked his sister. "I lied to Caroline today. I think about her constantly, she is always on my mind. The thought of her and Tyler together makes me physically ill."

Niklaus paused and sat up on his knees, smiling maniacally. "Ooh and then here." He mimicked her voice again. "We finally slept together. It meant nothing to her, but everything to me. I think I may love her." He closed the book harshly and threw it at Caroline, narrowly missing her head.

Caroline screamed out and ducked as the book flew at her.

Standing to his feet, he threw up his hands angrily and spoke harshly. "Isn't that just the sweetest thing you ever did hear?"

Niklaus moved toward her with a frightening look on his face, he leant down and spoke close to her face. "She loved our dear mummy too. And just like you, our mother chose her over me." He pulled back and paced in front of her as he explained. "You see, mother never loved me. I was just a mistake, an accident that happened while she was shagging one of her many boyfriends. But she, Rebekah…"

He took in a breath and shrugged his shoulders. "Rebekah was special. She was both her and father's daughter. She meant everything to mother. I was just a bastard that no one ever loved."

His face contorted in thought and he shook his head. "No, that's not true. Bekah loved me. But, even she would always leave me." Niklaus twirled around and faced Caroline once more. "She wanted a new life, to fall in love, to get away from me. Pathetic dreams. Love, love, what is love? It does not exist. And I am here to prove that to her. I'm the only one who will never leave her."

"I wouldn't leave her." Caroline told him with strength behind her words.

"But, you are going to leave her! When she gets here, and she will, you will leave her just like everyone else!"

"But…why?" She cried out. "It doesn't have to be this way! You could be in her life too! We both could! It doesn't have to be one or the other." She insisted. Honestly, she knew that it did. If she got out of this situation alive she planned to keep Niklaus as far away from Rebekah as possible. He was dangerous, and he did not deserve to be in her life. She was simply trying to appease him.

"Silly girl! You know nothing of my sister!" He spat. "She loves blindly. Stupid little girl, really. Her love consumes her, and you currently are the means of this consumption."

Niklaus walked across the floor and picked up the diary before returning to his position in front of Caroline. He searched the pages and found one in particular that bothered him. Turning the book around he pointed to the diary with the knife.

Caroline stared down at the word he was pointing to. It was "consumes." 'She consumes my thoughts.'

"See, it's written out right there. Plain as day." He closed the book and threw it to the ground. "The only way to keep her needing me in her life, is by killing you." With that he thrust the knife between her knees, digging it into the wood of the chair and leaving it there. The sudden motion terrified Caroline and caused her to scream out.

"And why would she welcome you back into her life!?"

"Because, my sister hates being alone more than she hates me. I've killed off every single lover that she has ever had, without her knowledge of course. And I was always the first one that she called. She'd whine into the phone, like the brat she is, "Oh my god, so-and-so left me." Always crying over some girl."

He grinned. "You, my dear, will just be the first that I kill in front of her face."

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"This must be it." Rebekah glared at the warehouse.

"Well then what are we waiting for?" Brooke asked, moving toward the entrance. "Come on. Let's go kick your brother's ass and get our friend back."

Rebekah reached out quickly and grabbed ahold of the other woman, holding her in place and staring into her eyes seriously. "Not so fast."

"He could be killing her as we speak!"

Her muscles tensed as Brooke reminded her of the dreadful truth. She was terrified that Nik was already torturing the woman of her affections; she could not stand thinking that she was already dead. "We have got to be smart about this."

"Yeah." Haley agreed walking toward her girlfriend and offering her a small smile before returning her attention to Rebekah. "She's right. We can't just run in there. He will kill us off one by one. We need to go in there with a plan." She pointed her finger at the blonde. "You know him. What do you think that we should do?"

"I think that I should go in alone."

"Are you freakin' crazy!?" Brooke exclaimed. "That's exactly what that little fucker wants!"

"Precisely." Rebekah agreed.

She watched as the brunette's face contorted in confusion, and hastily explained. "He is expecting me to come in alone, he is not expecting you four. So, our best bet is doing just that. Then you four need to split up into groups of two. One group should sneak around back to find a way in and frighten him, and then when his guards are down, the other group should attack."

Rebekah stared into their eyes with hateful blue.

"Do not hold back. Kill him if you must."

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"For a woman who claims to love you, she sure is taking her sweet time isn't she?" Niklaus growled out annoyed. "My sister always was such a selfish little brat. Doesn't she know that I have more important things to be doing?"

"Then I suppose it is best we make this quick." Rebekah's voice caught both of their attention. Caroline stared up at her with wide terrified eyes, her heart racing painfully in her chest.

Niklaus smiled. "Ahh!" He turned to look at his little sister. "So, she finally joins us." He waved the knife around. "Just in time."

"Just in time for what exactly, Nik?"

"The public execution of your lover." Niklaus informed, walking toward her and staring down into her blue eyes. "It should prove to be quite entertaining.

Rebekah pushed him out of her way and walked toward Caroline. Ignoring the knife that he threatened her with. She knew that he would never hurt her. She was all that he had.

The sight of her girlfriend served to fuel her hatred toward her brother. She was strapped down to the chair, blood on her wrists as she moved around and whimpered. Her lips were coated in blood, and there was a fairly deep cut on her throat. Rebekah turned around to face Niklaus. "Let her go, Nik! She has nothing to do with us!"

"She has everything to do with us!" He screamed in her face. "You chose her over me! You told the police everything, because of her! You chose her over me! After everything! It was supposed to be you and me, always and forever."

"Those words mean nothing to me now. You mean nothing to me."

A tear rolled down Niklaus' cheek at his sister's words, but he did not show his weakness. Quickly, he moved toward Caroline and held the knife against her neck. He did not care to be gentle anymore. He wanted to kill the person who had taken the last family away from him.

"Well, they mean everything to me! You were always supposed to stand by my side, and you chose to be normal. To live a normal life! I could never be normal, Bekah!" He pressed the knife deeper into Caroline's flesh and she whimpered out in pain. Her eyes were wide and full of fear and Rebekah hated herself for putting the perfect woman in this position. But, more than she hated herself, she hated her brother.

Suddenly, Rebekah caught sight of Quinn and Brooke who were walking up behind Niklaus and Caroline. She knew that they were about to attack him and that she needed to stall.

"You could be normal, Nik." She lied. "We ran before, you can do so again. You can start new. I'll even go with you, I'll still love you."

Caroline looked terrified when she heard these words. She had not expected Rebekah to forgive him for hurting her so easily. She didn't love her at all.

Niklaus rolled his eyes at his sister and laughed. "Right. I am sure you'll just forgive me for killing your girlfriend and go on your merry way. I'm not a fool, Bekah. I can tell when you are lying to me."

"I always forgave you before." She reminded with a forced smile. She hated knowing that Caroline doubted her love for her. But, this had to be done for the plan to be successful.

Brooke was holding up a crowbar that she had found out back, she was prepared to smash in the guy's brains if need be. Quinn had her hazel eyes fixated on the knife. As they neared him, they both exchanged a look and a nod and then they went for it. Quinn reached out and knocked the knife out of his hand, causing it to fly across the room and slide across the floor. Brooke did not waste a second as she slammed the crowbar into his forehead.

Niklaus screamed out in pain and held a hand up to his head where she had hit him, and she hit him again three times in the head. Blood was pouring out of his nose, but he did not stop. Instead, he moved toward Rebekah and wrapped his arm around her neck tightly.

All three women stared at them with fear in their eyes.

"I will snap her neck! Nobody move!" They all watched as he dragged his sister with him toward the knife and knelt down picking it up. Rebekah was finding it difficult to breathe. When he was in possession of the knife again, he held it up to his sister's back threateningly. He did not wish to stab her, but he would if it was necessary.

"Looks like more people have shown up for the party." He laughed. "If I'd known, I might have put up some decorations."

Brooke and Quinn moved toward Caroline in hopes to remove the restraints, but Niklaus tightened his grip on Rebekah and she gasped out in pain.

"Don't you dare move! I will kill her!"

They both stopped moving and watched him closely.

The front door to the warehouse opened abruptly and Rachel, Haley, and the police barged into the room pointing their guns at him.

Niklaus turned and stared at them with amused eyes. "Get away from me!"

"Move away from the girl." One of the police officers said.

"Let us be!" Niklaus screamed at the officer before leaning forward and whispering harshly against Rebekah's ear, the knife stabbing into the skin of her back through her shirt. "You did this Bekah, you sold me out to the police again. If I must die, then you should go with me." He paused and smiled. "Always and forever."

He thrust the knife into his sister's back. She screamed out in pain as he pushed her to the ground and was shot in the chest.

Everything seemed to happen in slow-motion for Caroline who had just watched her girlfriend get stabbed. She could not tell if Rebekah was alright. She was curled up in a ball on the ground, blood seeping through her blouse.

"Get me out of these things!" Caroline screamed. Tears rolled down her cheeks and over her lips as she thrashed around violently in the chair. "Is she okay!? Help! Get me out of here!"

Brooke and Quinn moved toward her, attempting to break through the chains with as much agility as possible. The minute that she was free of the chains, Caroline jumped out of the chair and ran toward Rebekah. She could no longer feel the pain in her ankles or her wrists; she no longer cared about her safety. She needed to make sure that the woman she loved was okay. She knelt down in front of her and looked into Rebekah's eyes, stroking her blonde hair out of her face.

One of the police officer's pulled her away. "You need to stay back. She is going to be fine. There may be internal bleeding, but we will get her to the hospital quickly."

Just as he said this, the ambulance pulled up in front of the warehouse and the paramedics ran out of the vehicle with a stretcher. Caroline turned and glared at Niklaus who was being cuffed by the police, and she walked toward him.

She did not care if she got in trouble, she hated him. She punched him directly in the face and then spat at him. "I made the right choice!" She punched him once more, and the police stopped her.

"Miss, you need to stop."

"Shut the fuck up!" Caroline screamed at the police officer, shaking his hand from her arm and returning to Rebekah's side as she was placed on the stretcher. She reached out and held onto her hand and entered the ambulance with her.

"You're gonna be just fine." She told her, lifting her hand and kissing the back of it.

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Authors Note:

Thank you all for reading… I had a really terrible day, but I updated as promised.

I hope that y'all enjoy this chapter.

You are all amazing. :)

-Tracy Cook