"SEVEN DATES"
Fan Fiction story / Season 3
By: Lovely Vero
Starring:
Klaus & Caroline
Matt & Rebekah
Chapter 3
"In-Between: sparkling diamonds"
The French are glad to die for love...
They delight in fighting duals
but, I prefer a man who lives
and gives expensive jewels.
A kiss on the hand may be quite continental,
But diamonds are a girl's best friend.
A kiss may be grand, but it won't pay the rental
on your humble flat, or help you feed your pussy cat.
Men grow cold as girls grow old,
And we all lose our charms in the end.
But square-cut or pear-shaped,
These rocks don't lose their shape.
Diamonds are a girl's best friend!
Nicole Kidman / Moulin Rouge
"Mm….It smells good, what are you cooking, Mama?" Caroline asked the sheriff Forbes, while bending her head on top of the stove.
"Carbonara spaghetti, sweetie, I'm cooking your favourite dish." Liz answered Caroline, while winking at her, before turning the spoon in the casserole.
"Well, it's smell delicious!" Caroline added to her mother, in a twirl of her skirt, placed in her hands.
"Thank you, though; I forgot, and now I'm missing garlic." Liz said to her daughter, while rolling her eyes. "You can't have a nice Carbonara without garlic?" Liz sighed.
"It's not a problem. I can go pick some garlic at Daisy's if you want me too?" Caroline asked her mother, while tilting her head.
"Would you? Sure, if you don't mind!" Liz replied to her, while caressing Caroline's left cheek.
"Not at all" Caroline replied, while taking a few walking steps to reach her cross-body bag and her car keys placed on a near console table, before turning on herself and staring at her mother's back. "Are you ok, Mum?" She asked her, while walking toward her and putting her right hand on Liz's left forearm.
"What? Of course, I'm ok sweetie, why are you asking?" Liz replied, with a timid smile on her lips.
Caroline tilted her head to the right, while returning a smile to her mother. Liz closed her eyes, while getting rid of her apron, bending her head, before looking straight into her daughter's eyes.
"The council is getting nervous again." She murmured to Caroline.
"Do they suspect?" Caroline started saying, before closing her own eyes.
"I don't think so. Not that I know of. Carole and I, we're trying our best to ease their concerns in every assembly. She's as much afraid for Tyler, that I am for you!" Liz said to Caroline.
Caroline approached her mother standing position, before encircling Liz's shoulders of her arms and hugging her mother.
"It's going to be ok, mum, I'll make it ok!" Caroline said to her.
Liz gently pushed Caroline away from their embrace, before drowning her sight in hers.
"I'm afraid for you, Caroline." Liz confessed.
Caroline took the hands of her mother in hers, before squeezing them as a comforting gesture.
"Don't be, because I have everything under control. Everything will be fine!" She said once, before letting go of her grip on Liz's hands, and taking a few walking steps toward the exit of the kitchen.
"I'm afraid that one day Klaus will ask me to repay his help given the day he saved your life." Liz admitted to her daughter.
Caroline startled at her mother's say, while freezing all her movements, and closing her eyes.
"It's because of him that I was in that situation to start with." Caroline mumbled, angrily, between her teeth.
"He's a very powerful man, Caroline, and I don't think he is seeing it that way." Liz responded, while rubbing her hands together.
"Well, it's his damn problem, isn't it? And, it is certainly not ours." Caroline replied, while turning on herself, before waving a hand at her mother and adding with a big smile plastered on her face. "I'll be back soon with the garlic in my hands!"
But while walking toward the entrance of her house, the only thing Caroline could think of was how difficult it would be for her to handle Klaus.
"Where are you?" Caroline asked Tyler, while answering her cell phone, at the exact same time she was walking on the sidewalks of the busiest shopping streets of Mystic Falls.
"I'm ….Listen Care; I won't be able to meet with you tonight." Tyler mumbled nervously to her.
Caroline stopped her walking pace, before raising her head, and closing her eyes.
"And why is that, Tyler?" She asked, while retaining her need to burst all her anger at him, knowing perfectly well in advance what his answer would be.
"Klaus needed me for something, and I couldn't say no." He mumbled, more uncomfortable than ever.
"Klaus…" She pronounced the first name, while closing her left fist in anger, before adding. "He needed you every night of this week, Tyler?"
"I know, but …I just…He needs me that is all!" Sired Tyler responded.
"Well, don't call me later then, because I'll be busy too!" She angrily responded to him, before closing her cell phone. "Grr…" She mumbled the sound, while throwing her cell phone in her handbag, before pushing the entrance door of the fruits and vegetables grocery, while taking a basket in her hands. "Hello Daisy!" She exclaimed to a sexagenarian lady, who was standing behind the counter of the cashier, while flipping through a gossip magazine.
"Well, hello there, Caroline…Tell me, what brings you here at this late hour, sweetie?" Daisy asked her, while dropping her magazine from her hands.
"Mum decided to make Carbonara Spaghetti, but, she had forgotten about the garlic." She relied to the elderly lady, with a smile and while shrugging her shoulders. "So, I'll pick some, and see what great fruits and vegetables you have on sale this week, Daisy."
"It's a quiet night, sweetheart, just a couple of customers, take your time." The lady responded to her, before taking the tabloid magazine back into her hands.
Caroline walked through several aisles of fruits, before taking a plastic bag and sliding in its inside a couple of red apples. She did not hear the door bell ringing in the front of the store, neither felt the insistent stare directed at her, or the footsteps on the wooden floor, but she certainly heard the sound of an English velvety voice in her ears.
"Good evening." She heard the greeting, while closing her eyes and clenching her fists.
She reopened them and without giving him the time of the day, she continued to walk through the aisles of the store, while grabbing a branch of garlic placed on a hook.
"Ah, don't be angry, love. You most know that garlic is an urban legend about vampires, it won't keep me away." Klaus smirked through his explanation, while titling his head to the right to take a glimpse at her, before placing his body in front of Caroline's walking path.
"Oh, what a pity, a girl can dream, can she?" She replied to him, while angrily putting the garlic in the basket that she was carrying in her hands. "I would have put it around my neck to keep you far away from me, even at the risk to burn myself to death." She busted angrily in his face, before taking a few walking steps toward the vegetables section of the store.
"Oh come on, Caroline. Our first date was not as bad as you had thought, say it? We had a good time. I'll give you that it ended kind of a sour note, because of my delightful sister. But, I'm sure you can really keep a grudge on me for that? Can I be forgiven?" Klaus asked Caroline, while putting an open palm hand on his chest, placed in front of his heart, while giving her the puppy eyes.
"Oh…." Caroline mumbled, angrily, between her teeth, while rolling her eyes, shaking her head, without being able to make a coherent sentence.
She walked by Klaus's side, before directing her pace toward Daisy at the front cashier counter.
"So, we're playing the hot and cold game, as I can see?" Klaus mumbled sarcastically, while walking by Caroline's side. "Afraid of being seen with me in public, as I can see… We had an agreement Caroline, and "you" made the said agreement." He reminded her, in a firm tone of voice, while taking her basket away from her hands, dropping it on the floor, before grabbing her shoulders to make her face him.
"I made the agreement of accepting to be in your company for seven dates, not being glued to you 24/7. For the time being, I would like to keep it a secret as long as possible." She mumbled angrily in her teeth, while feeling his fingers burn her shoulder's skin through her t-shirt.
Klaus startled, while biting his bottom lip, before hiding his pain behind a fake smile.
"Not sure that this would be a fair agreement for me then, especially if you want Tyler to be free of his sire bond?" Klaus warned her, tit for tat.
Caroline raised her chin in anger, while crossing her arms over her chest.
"Ya, about Tyler … Don't even think that I did not notice your new plan of keeping him away from me." She busted, while taking a walking step away from his too near and too dangerous standing position.
"All is fair while playing a game of power, Love." He replied, while bending his head and locking his eyes with Caroline's.
She swallowed a lump in her throat, before suddenly staring at the front of the store, while sensing a sudden danger. In a matter of seconds, Klaus grabbed Caroline in his vampire speed, while putting his right hand over her mouth to silence her, before quickly hiding themselves.
Daisy raised her sight from the tabloid magazine that she was reading, while smiling heavenly.
"Mr. Salztman…It's been quite a long time, since your last visit, how have you been?" She asked the man who just had push the entrance door of the store.
The dark man took a few steps into the store, while scattering the aisles deviously.
"Don't make a sound!" Klaus whispered to Caroline, his lips placed near her left earlobe, his left arm and hand encircling her waist, his right hand still positioned to cover her mouth. "I'll let go of my hand, but you have to promise to stay silent, Caroline?" He murmured, to which she nodded her head in approval, before feeling the release of his hand grip.
He slowly turned Caroline around to face him; she raised her sight in Klaus's. They were now standing in this small adjacent closet/locker room, with a couple of empty cardboard boxes that must have been used for the transportation of the fruits/vegetables, explaining the lack of space and their bodies proximity in this small habitable.
"I left town for a couple of days." Alaric Saltzman responded evasively to Daisy, while taking slow, calculated steps, in the small fruits aisles, his eyes studying every movement in the store, his new faculty of hearing in search of the slightest unusual noise.
"Oh…Ok, then, Mr. Saltzman." Daisy responded to him, while raising one of her eyebrows in suspicion of his unusual behaviour.
"Alaric Saltzman" Klaus mouthed the name on his lips, his forehead near Caroline's, to which she nodded her head in a silent response, before recognizing the voice behind the closed door, and grabbing Klaus's forearms to keep her balance. She had no time to analyze her feelings right now, but for the strangest of reasons, she felt safe with him at her side. "Don't make a single sound!" He mouthed more, while raising his right hand to her face, sliding one of his fingers on her parted lips, before pushing it further on her mouth to sign her to keep quiet, her eyes locked with his, while feeling a range of shivers hitting her spin. They were so close to each other…
"Can I be of any help?" Daisy screamed, while bending her upper body on the counter, to watch Alaric more carefully.
"No, thank you." He mumbled, angrily, between his teeth, while starting to lose his patience with this annoying woman. "I'm fine; I will only take a quick look around." He added, before grabbing a basket in his hands, while keeping his stare toward the back of the store.
"Sure, take your time, Mr. Saltzman" Daisy responded, while shaking her head and taking the magazine back in her hands.
Klaus suddenly turned Caroline's body around, while pushing her on the wall, his hand back on her mouth, while leaning his body on her back to protect her.
Alaric held his walking pace, while noticing a basket filled with products left on the floor, but no one around it. He stood immobile with his gaze fixated on a closet door, before slowly bending his upper body to let go of his own empty basket, while dropping it slowly on the floor and avoiding making any additional noise, sliding his hand inside his leather jacket and slowly grabbing the ultimate dagger weapon.
He took additional walking steps before grabbing the closet handle, turning it slowly and opening the door widely in front of his sight with the dagger rose above his head. He froze all his movements and held his gesture, with an open mouth, shocked expression, on his face.
"Bang-Bang…" A young boy yelled the sound, while pointing a water gun in direction of Alaric's chest, before triggering the mechanism, and sprinkling water all over him. "You're dead!" The child added.
"Christopher! What in God's name are you doing?" Alaric heard a female voice screaming to the young boy, before slowly sliding the dagger back into his leather jacket.
"What did you do to this man?" The mother asked the young boy, while grabbing forcefully his left hand, before bending her body to angrily stare into her son's eyes. "And what were you doing in there. I've already told you to never hide in the cleaning closet!" She screamed at the young boy, before turning her sight toward Alaric. "I'm so sorry…He always does these kind of things."
"It's ok" Alaric mumbled between his teeth, while turning his back on them and walking rapidly toward the front of the store, before pushing the exit door and storming out in a matter of seconds.
"I'm very sorry, once again." The woman screamed, while dragging the young boy behind her. "And you, young man, don't ever do this again!"
"But, mummy….I was just playing!" The young boy tried to explain.
Caroline's eyes remained closed for a few more seconds; she could feel every tense muscle in Klaus's body. She finally reopened them, while seeing him stretch his left arm to reach a switch light on the wall, before raising her chin to make Caroline stare into his eyes.
"Listen to me, Caroline. You'll go to the front of the store. You'll pay for your groceries. Then, you'll take your groceries bag, go directly to your car and drive straight to your home, and you will stay there. Do you understand me, Love?" He asked, while grabbing her shoulders and staring into her eyes.
"Yes…" She responded, while nodding her head to him. "What are you going to do?" She asked him.
Klaus turned his head, while staring at the closed door for a brief instant, assuring himself that their surroundings were safe.
"I'll try to follow him for a moment." He explained, while staring into her eyes, before suddenly smirking and lowering his head near her, sliding his hands through her hair, while turning a strand around his fingers. "Why, Love? Are you worrying for my safety?" He asked Caroline, mockingly.
"What? No…" She mumbled between her teeth, before pushing herself away from the contact of his arms, and adding. "Not even the least. If you were dead, I would have six less dates to endure!" She added, while putting her right hand on the door handle, before being retain with his hand covering hers and his lips touching her right earlobe.
"And yet, Love, the first thing that you've thought of losing if you would be dying was those dates with me." He murmured, with a seductive tone of voice. Caroline startled with surprise at his saying, before seeing him turn the door handle and let her leave their safety nest.
Matt Donovan reached the juke box machine, while wiping his wet hands on his blue apron, before pushing a button, and let the music fill the emptiness of the bar. He took a broom in his hands to sweep the wooden floor of the restaurant. They had closed early tonight, it was not even seven o'clock and yet the close sign was placed in front of the entrance door.
He needed extra money, therefore, he had said yes to the offer of a night inventory, when the other employees, had in reverse, welcomed the opportunity of a free night far away from the obligation of their work.
"La, La, La, La, La La - La…" He mumbled the melody joyfully, on an old Bee Gees song. "…Cause we're living in a world of fools, breaking us down, when they all should let us be, we belong to you and me….La la la la…" He continued singing, before jumping out of his body, and dropping his broom on the floor, while putting a hand over his chest, breathless. "Rebekah, for God sake you can't startle people like this!" He exclaimed, while raising his sight at her.
"I'm sorry." She responded to him, while rubbing her hands nervously together.
"How did you even get in here, anyway?" He asked her, while gesturing nervously with his hands, before seeing her roll her eyes at his question. "And, why am I asking?" He added, while shaking his head, in disbelief of his own stupid question.
"I wasn't spying on you or anything, Matt." She explained, while taking a few additional steps to reach the jukebox. "Oh, disgusting…" She mumbled between her teeth, with a disdain look on her face. "I hate 70' music."
"So, you're here to discuss your taste in music?" Matt asked, while passing a hand on his face, to calm himself down.
"No" She answered, while blushing and shrugging her shoulders. "I'm…" She started explaining to him, without being able to make a coherent sentence.
"Ok, Rebekha, I don't have time for this!" He informed her, while shaking his head.
"I…I wanted to thank you for the other night. You took care of me, and I'm not used of having someone taking care of me. Except maybe my brother, when he is not daggering me every chance he got." She explained, with a somehow sarcastic tone of voice, while looking at the selection of songs in the jukebox.
Matt raised his eyebrows in surprise, with a timid smile placed on the corner of his lips.
"Wow! A truthful "thank you" from you highness Mikaelson" He exclaimed, with a mocking tone of voice, before adding more seriously. "I did what any gentleman would have done in this situation." He replied to her, while bending his upper body to pick up the broom on the floor. "Now if you would excuse me, I need to work." He added to her, while starting to sweep the floor again.
"Work?" She asked him in surprise, before adding. "But the sign up front on the door says it's closed!"
"And that did not forbid you to enter – That fact is actually surprising to me?" He replied, mockingly, while crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"I'm not easily forbidden to do anything." She answered, while smirking back at him.
"That I can certainly believe it…" He answered. "I volunteered to take care of the bar inventory tonight, so, therefore I'm working." He explained to her, while tilting his head to the right.
"Oh, how interesting…" She replied, while rolling her eyes, before adding. "Do you ever make time for fun Matt Donovan?" She asked. "Well, I'll leave you to your boring inventory, then." She added to him, while nervously sliding her hands in her jeans pockets, before passing beside him toward the back door.
Matt watched her pass slowly by his side, observing her in the corner of his eyes, before grabbing her left upper arm to stop Rebekah from leaving.
"Wait…I think I know why you felt the way you did the other night." He tried to explain to her.
She lowered her sight to look at his hand placed on her forearm, before raising her eyes in his.
"And what was that?" She asked him, while raising her chin in the air.
"You wanted to be treated like a normal teenager girl for once." He explained, while keeping his stare in hers. "And you missed that chance, while missing the dance…So, you were mad at the world for this missed opportunity to feel human again!" He added, while seeing her turn her sight to avoid staring at him in the eyes.
"Wow, and you came up with this all by yourself? That is your brilliant psychology 101; Matt…You think you know everything about me, aren't you?" She, angrily, mumbled to him.
"Maybe not…But I think I am right this time." He said to her, before letting go of the grip on her arm. "Wait here. You're right; I never take a five minutes break." He added, with a timid smile, making her raise her eyebrows in surprise.
Matt got rid of his apron, before reaching the juke box and pushing one of its selections, before hearing the first note of this 70' love melody filling the room once again.
I gotta take a little time
A little time to think things over
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when I'm colder
In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
Can't stop now, I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life
"My mums used to listen to those songs all the time, when I was a little boy. I guess that is why I know these songs by heart. I know that you hate the 70', but for me, It gives me a warm feeling inside, I can't explain it….In that moment…I can remember my mother." He explained to her, while taking a few walking steps to reach her standing position, making Rebekah swallow a nervous lump in her throat.
I wanna know what love is...
I want you to show me...
I wanna feel what love is...
I know you can show me...
"Your mum?" She asked, surprised.
"Yes, I actually have one of those …She…She left Mystic Falls!" He simply replied to her, while lowering his sight for a few seconds, before adding. "I know that you wanted more than anything to be at the dance. But, this is the best that I can do…Do you want to dance with me, Rebekah?" He asked a mouth open – speechless Rebekah, before raising his right hand to her.
"Me?" She said to him, in complete disbelief, while putting her right hand on her chest.
"Well, you're the only one who broke an entry tonight." He answered, with a big smirk on his face, while nodding his head.
I wanna know what love is, let's talk about love
I want you to show me, I wanna feel it too
I wanna feel what love is, I want to feel it too
And I know and I know, I know you can show me
Show me love is real, yeah
I wanna know what love is...
Rebekah raised her hand before sliding it in Matt's. He pulled her toward him, his left arm and hand firmly placed around her waist, before raising his hand slowly in her back, while slow dancing, cheek to cheek, to this old Foreigner song.
"Ok, the song is not that bad." She confessed, in nervousness.
"So, we can expect the idea of a 70' dance from you soon, then?" Matt mocked.
"Never" She replied to him, with a sarcastic undertone, while smirking and turning her head to the right to stare into his eyes. "Thank you" She whispered, while smiling timidly to him.
"You're welcome." He replied, while smiling back at her, and slowly bringing her into the comfort of his arms, before feeling her head bend on his shoulder, the softness of her silky long hair caressing his cheek, and the sweet scent of her perfume coming at him like waves of pleasure. He closed his eyes, before tightening his embrace around her.
"Do you have any idea where Ric could be hiding now?" Bonnie asked the Salvatore brothers, while standing in the middle of the parlor room, before crossing her arms in front of her chest and turning her head from right to left to look at both of them.
"Nope, not even the slightest" Stefan answered her, while shaking his head.
"Aren't you the witchy witch of Oz? You're supposed to tell us where Ric is, not the other way around!" Damon exclaimed to Bonnie, while gesturing with his hands, under the sour expression of his face.
"I've tried Damon." Bonnie yelled back at him.
"Well try harder!" He replied to her, while taking a few steps toward the bar.
"I've made several localisation spells, and each time I'm not able to connect with his essence. I suspect that Esther put some kind of protection on him." She explained to him.
"Greeaaaat…Marvellous….We could all vanish into thin air if "Evil Ric" finds Klaus and kill him!" Damon shouted, while grabbing in his hand a bottle of Bourbon.
"Come on, Damon!" Stefan mumbled between his teeth, while rolling his eyes at his brother. "Bonnie is doing her best!"
"Well, I don't know Stefan, she could certainly do better. She should probably register at the Harry Potter School next session. I think she's missing a thing or two on magic." Damon added to them, while sighing with anger.
A "big bang" noise was heard by all of them, before seeing the entrance door being slammed open, with a big kick of a foot on its wood panel, making them startled in surprise and fear, before seeing Klaus majestically entering the room.
"I think we probably should have a little chat!" Klaus exclaimed, while entering the parlor room, before crossing his arms in front of his chest, while scattering the room with an angry stare.
"And, what have we done now to deserve this courtesy visit, Klaus?" Stefan asked Klaus, while rising on his feet and approaching Klaus's standing position.
"Not much, mate…Like always, you never do much, and that is the problem to begin with." Klaus replied to Stefan, while raising his stare in direction of Bonnie.
"No, no, no…." Damon said, while shaking his head, and pouring himself a glass of bourbon. "How many times have I insisted, Stefan, for you to never invite the low life vagabond of the city in our home for tea time?" He added to his brother, in a sadistic-sarcastic remark, while raising his glass in the air, and smirking at Klaus, before drinking its content in one gulp.
"And how many times did I pray to never been in the presence of idiots, and here I am, once again, right in the middle of them." Klaus responded to Damon, while rolling his eyes, in a tit for tat answer, before smirking back at Damon. "Your good old friend, the history teacher is back in town!" He added to them, in a more serious tone of voice.
"When…Where…" Stefan asked him, while approaching Klaus's standing position.
"I saw him not even an hour ago, he was freely walking the streets of central Mystic Falls while buying some oranges and cantaloupes at the local store…Maybe he has a thing for exotic drinks?" Klaus informed them, in a sarcastic tone of voice, before approaching Bonnie's standing position, bending his head near hers, while adding in angrier tone of voice. "I suggest that you find a way to get rid of this problem, am I clear enough, my dear?"
Bonnie raised her chin and sight to look at him, before bending her head.
"I still need to study several spells. But the power put in the protection spell of your mother made things harder, it's not easy." She explained to Klaus.
"Make it easier!" Klaus ordered her, while adding. "If you are thinking of double crossing me, Bonnie, don't ever forget that you're playing with the lives of your beloved friends, not only mine! Now…Have a little more faith in your witch power." He asked her to do, before continuing. "So, what about that spell now, should you still work on it?" He added to her, while raising one of his eyebrows, to which she nodded her head to him. "Well…That is certainly more like it, my witch girl!" He added to her, before turning his sight on Damon and Stefan. "Now, as for you two, I suggest that you trail your friend and know his whereabouts at all times, if you want to keep living of course?" He added, while smirking at them, before leaving the parlor room, while directing his walking pace toward the entrance door, and slamming the door behind him.
Caroline picked the fork in her plate, while turning the spaghettis around it, and playing with her glass of Orange juice in her other hand, her sight lost in the emptiness of the room, while remembering the previous events of the evening…
ooOoo
"Not even the least. If you were dead, I would have six less dates to endure!" She added, while putting her right hand on the door handle, before being retain with his hand covering hers and his lips touching her right earlobe.
"And yet, Love, the first thing that you've thought of losing if you would be dying was those dates with me." He murmured, with a seductive tone of voice. Caroline startled with surprise at his saying, before seeing him turn the door handle and let her leave their safety nest.
ooOoo
"Caroline?" Liz called her, repeatedly, before putting her right hand on the right one of her daughter. "Caroline, sweetie, are you here with me?" She asked more.
"What? Oh yes! I'm sorry…I just drifted away for a couple of minutes!" Caroline answered her mother, while blushing, rising on her feet from her sitting position at the table, taking the plate in her hands, before directing her walking steps toward the trash can, and the sink.
"Are you alright sweetie? You seemed bothered by something, since you came back from the store." Liz asked her daughter, while reaching her standing position and putting a friendly hand on her left shoulder. Caroline raised her head and closed her eyes for a few seconds, before re-opening them with the biggest smile plastered on her face – There was no need to alert her mother now, but she needed to go see Damon and Stefan in the morning to inform them that Alaric was back in town.
"I'm fine, Mum! I'm just a bit tired!" She responded, before drying her wet hands on a kitchen towel.
"Good then" Liz replied to her, while caressing her cheeks. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, Caroline, you received a delivery today. A small box, I put it on your bed." She informed Caroline.
"Ok, I'll check on it." Caroline replied, before kissing her mum's left cheek, and walking toward her bedroom.
A small square cardboard box was placed on her bed. She picked it up, before turning it in her hands to see a sender stamp, without finding one. She shrugged her shoulders, before opening its cover, and startling while recognizing the blue velvety jewellery box in its inside.
"Seriously?!"She mumbled angrily between her teeth, before ripping the yellowish satin ribbon around it, and taking the card that was attached to it.
When you had thrown it on the floor,
I had picked it up, and I kept it for you, Love.
You'll need it for our second date.
Fondly, Klaus
"Oh, Really?!"She angrily yelled, while stomping her feet on the floor. "We'll see how you will react the next time I'll throw it in your face!" She exclaimed more, before taking her bag, and storming out of the house. "I'm leaving, Mum….I'll be back in a short while!" She yelled to Liz, before closing the front door of her house.
"You got to be kidding me?!" Rebekah said, while rolling her eyes to the ceiling, after opening the front door of her family's mansion, while seeing Caroline standing in front of her sight.
"I want to see your brother!" Caroline demanded, with her arms crossed in front of her chest, while raising her chin in the air.
"It's kind of a repetitive thing with you these days, isn't it?" Rebekah asked her, while rolling her eyes, and inviting Caroline inside. "What do I care, anyway…He's not here right now…But, you can go wait for him, in the parlor room." She said to Caroline, while shrugging her shoulders, and taking the stairs.
Caroline entered the living/parlor room; she got rid of her cross-over bag, coat jeans, before pacing back and forth in the room, while looking at her surroundings more attentively. It was certainly not her first visit, but it was the first time that she was alone, and not having the pressure of having "HIM" at her side.
She had to honestly say that the decor was exquisite, and done with good taste, though, with a bit much of a male perspective, she thought while caressing the softness of the Italian leather sofa. She walked in the room, for several minutes, while taking in her hands a couple of books that where placed on various wall shelves, flipping through the pages, sighing suddenly with boredom, rolling her eyes, before turning her sight toward the entry of his art workshop. She joined her hands while biting her lips, before looking around her and walking toward its entrance.
She passed her head under the threshold, while taking a glimpse inside, before taking two steps backward, and going back into the living room.
"No!" She mumbled to herself, while rubbing her hands. "You are just bored…What he does with his free time is not of your concern, Caroline Forbes." She added out loud.
Caroline entered the workshop for the second time, against her own good judgement, while walking in front of several unfinished canvas, sliding her fingers on the dry paint while feeling the texture of it. The majority of the paintings were showing a lot of dark colors: dark green, grey, and a lot of black- Describing perfectly the very dark side of Klaus's soul…But, there was also a certain melancholy and sadness that you could feel while looking at his arts.
She turned her head to the right, before noticing a half open door leading toward another room. She pushed it open, before startling with surprise: Klaus's bedroom.
She shut the door close, while putting a hand on her chest to calm her fast heart beats. What was happening to her? This behaviour was simply the stupidest of all. But she could not forbid herself to re-enter his private quarter. She turned the door handle for the second time, while pushing the door, and entering inside.
It was a typical, masculine bedroom. A gigantic bed was place in the middle of the room, with a silk, dark green, Asian style bedspread. Caroline passed the tip of her fingers on the fabric, while appreciating its softness, before raising her head to look at the different frames placed above the bed head. She sighed with surprise, when she realized that it was actually several handwriting love letters. She should have left. But she was attracted by this aura of darkness and this against her better judgement…She started to read them out loud:
My sweet lover,
I miss you very much. I suppose I should say, in the language of lovers,
I think of you oftener than I breathe; but I don't, at least not consciously,
though it's conceivable, isn't it, that one may so live in her lover that
he becomes a part of the substance of her thoughts.
My love,
I was very sorry to say goodbye to you yesterday
after the pleasant hours we spent together.
The sense of being at home comes to me so deeply when I am near you
that I am always a little shivery when you leave me, as if the spirit of death
shut his wings over me; but the next moment the thought
of your love for me brings a rush of life back to my heart.
There were at least ten frames placed above the bed head, all with different parts of love letters. Caroline put a hand on her chest, while closing her eyes to calm herself down. She needed to get out of this room, she suddenly thought, before rushing herself outside, running toward the living room, while suddenly holding her pace and freezing all of her movements, before seeing Klaus in front of her eyes, holding her jeans coat in his hand.
"When I've asked you to stay safe inside of your own home, which part did you not understand, Caroline?" Klaus asked, while staring angrily at her, before throwing her coat jeans on the sofa, and rapidly approaching her standing position, grabbing firmly both of her arms, while bending his head near hers. "It's for your own safety, do you understand me?" He added to her, to which she nodded to him in approval, already relieved that he had not noticed that she was coming back from a visit to his own bedroom. "Good!" He finally said to her, while letting go of his grip on her arms, before asking. "Why are you back here? You missed me already? Not that I mind seeing you again, Love." He, mockingly, add.
Caroline closed her fists in anger, before taking a few walking steps toward her bag placed on the sofa, sliding a hand inside, taking the velvety box from its inside, before opening it, and throwing the bracelet at his chest.
"I don't want your expensive jewellery; so, could you please stop sending this to me…I don't want you to draw romantic drawings of and to me either….I want for you to leave me alone!" She lashed out at his face.
Klaus raised an angry stare at her, before slowly bending his body to pick up the bracelet that had landed on the wooden floor, taking her by surprise a second later, by grabbing forcefully her left wrist, pushing Caroline on the wall behind her back, immobilizing her body with the weight of his, while forcefully sliding the jewellery on her wrist and closing the claps of the bracelet.
"There!" He angrily lashed out at her, while letting go of her wrist and placing both of his hands on the wall, on each side of her head, before locking his stare in hers. "No need to talk about it anymore, it will stay on your wrist, do you hear me?" He asked, as an order.
Caroline was shaking like a leaf in the wind, but there was no way in hell that she would show him how scare she was. She raised her chin in the air, while staring into his eyes.
"I'll get rid of it the minute I'll leave this place." She mumbled to his face, in a confrontational way of pushing his limits.
"Just try me, Caroline." He replied to her, while nodding his head and taking a strand of her hair in his right hand. "My passionate Caroline…" He added, while seeing her blush. "Who was not able to stay away from me, even if she tries to convince herself, aren't I right, Love?"
"Pff…" She mumbled the sound, angrily, between her teeth, while blushing, before turning her head to avoid looking at him in the eyes, feeling a mix of fear and desire hitting her all at once. "You obviously think too much of yourself." She added to him, while rolling her eyes, before seeing him smirk even more.
He lowered both of his hands on her shoulders, before sensually passing their back on the length of her naked arms, creating more shivers all over her body.
"Will you ever say it?" He murmured to her, while staring into her eyes and making Caroline lock her stare back in his.
"Say what?" She whispered back to him.
"My first name…You've never said it…I always wonder what would be the intonation of your voice when you would pronounce it to me the first time." He confessed to her, while sliding his forehead on hers; closing his eyes, putting his hands around her waist, before sliding them slowly on her hips.
Caroline closed her own eyes, while swallowing a small lump of nervousness in her throat; with no more sense of what the reality was anymore…She raised her hands, while slowly grabbing his forearms.
"K…Klaus…" She whispered softly in an almost incoherent murmur, making him smile heavenly, before sweet kissing her forehead, pressing gently the softness of his lips on her skin.
"Thank you" He murmured, before detaching himself of this embrace, taking a few walking steps to reach the sofa, picking up her coat and bag, before handing them to Caroline.
"Drive safe and straight back home!" He ordered her to do, before turning on himself, and taking walking steps to reach his workshop. "Good night, Love" He added to her, before disappearing in front of her eyes, and while leaving a speechless, dumfounded Caroline behind him.
Again and always, thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading this third chapter.
A few of the scenes were rewritten.
This story is now completed.
A sequel will come in summer 2013 named: SEVEN SINS.