Caroline slowly opened her eyes, rubbing them to get rid of the blurriness. For a moment, her mind was blank, and she almost got up thinking she would be late for work. She felt the strange and strong smell of a cologne she couldn't recognize, which instantly made her aware that she wasn't in her room, and that was certainly not Matt or any other guy she knew sitting next to her, staring at her with a blank look on his face. She jumped and sat straight on the bed, looking at the guy while his expression didn't change at all - he didn't even move.

She didn't know what to say. All she could do was look at the room, notice how every single piece of furniture had only black and white on it, notice how even the walls were black and white and how there was no other color at all, lock eyes with him, then look around the room again and back at him, a never-ending cycle of "what the hell is going on here where the hell am I who are you what is happening?", while he calmly blinked and breathed in and out, like he wasn't even aware of the whole situation, like he was frozen, like he had no emotions whatsoever.

Like he wasn't human.

Panic bubbled up inside Caroline when she finally remembered the events of the previous night: the attractive guy with the cute accent literally biting into her neck, sucking out her blood, like a freaking vampire. Her eyes widened, and she locked eyes with the man next to her again, and this time she swore she saw him nod slightly. She raced through her thoughts desperately trying to find something to say - anything. She had so much to ask, but she couldn't find the words. She couldn't do anything but stare at that man, while inside she felt everything all at once.

She took deep breaths to calm herself down, yelling at herself inside her mind, urging her brain to come up with something to say. Apparently, it worked, and she finally choked out a few words.

"Who are you?" She let out, and her voice was a lot more scared than she wanted it to be.

"My name is Stefan. Stefan Salvatore."

"And?"

"Well," he said calmly, "I am... me. Stefan. What else do you want?"

She laughed dryly. "What do I want? Okay, let's see. I want to know where I am. I want to know why I'm here, I want to know how I got here, and most importantly, I want to know what the freaking hell happened last night, because so far I'm still trying to convince myself that I was dreaming or someone put something on my drink that made me have hallucinations because what I think happened can't be true, it's just completely a hundred percent impossible and-" She noticed the funny face Stefan was making, like he was thinking all of that was funny or entertaining or both, and it made her blood boil.

Stefan noticed her annoyance, cleared his throat and began calmly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. You're just very, very agitated right now."

"Yeah, I wonder why." Caroline said, sarcastically.

"Fine. I'll explain everything to you. What do you want to know?"

"Are you a vampire?" Caroline asked, the words coming out of her mouth before she could hold them down.

He looked at the ground for a split second and then back at her. "Yes."

Her heartbeat accelerated, but she tried to stay calm at least on the outside. "Is Klaus a vampire too?"

"Yes."

"Well, that explains why he was sucking my blood." She almost grinned for a second, but then the reality of the situation came crashing in and she started freaking out again. "What am I doing here?"

"Klaus wanted you."

"For what?"

He hesitated. "For... your blood."

She was positive her heart was about to beat out of her chest. "He wants... my blood?"

"Yes. Apparently, he liked you." Stefan said, without a sign of pity, worry or anything whatsoever. Just blank.

"Why?"

"I can't answer that."

Caroline gulped down and closed her eyes for a while, preparing herself mentally for the answer to her next question. "Is he going to kill me?"

"No. I won't let him."

Relief washed over her. She didn't trust this guy, not at all. But it was still a better answer than "yes, you're doomed", which was exactly what she was expecting.

"And why not?"

He breathed deeply. "Because that's what I do. I follow Klaus around and I make sure he doesn't kill anyone."

"Sounds like a nice job."

He nodded and smiled.

An awkward silence fell over them. Given the situation, though, the silence was the least important thing for Caroline. Her breathing was finally even and her heartbeat back to normal, but it didn't mean she was ready to get up and give her blood to a vampire with a smile on her face.

"You seem awfully calm in this situation." Stefan said, making her jump a little.

"I can't really do anything here, can I? I mean, according to Twilight, vampires are super strong, and fast, and they glow in the sunlight, so basically, I'm screwed. And they can read thoughts, too! Can you read my thoughts?"

He couldn't help but grin. "No, I can't. And I don't glow in the sunlight, either."

"Oh."

More silence.

"What am I supposed to do now?" Caroline asked.

Stefan glanced at the door. "Now you wait for Klaus. I'll try to talk him out of feeding on you again, but I doubt it will work. He won't do it again so after that, I believe, so you'll be free to go. He's probably going to wipe off your memory so in a few hours you'll be home with no memory of any of this."

"Wipe off my memory? How can he do that?"

"With compulsion."

Something clicked inside her mind, then. "Compulsion? Is that why I couldn't scream last night when he..." She paused for a moment, her heart racing again when the memories of the horror she went through the night before came rushing back. "When he did what he did?"

Stefan nodded. "Yes."

Caroline looked down. She closed her eyes, wishing more than anything to suddenly wake up and realize that all this - the feeding, the vampires, Klaus, and even Stefan - was nothing but a dream. Her head was filled with so many thoughts all at once she thought it was going to explode. She was scared, she still couldn't wrap her mind completely over what was going on. How could this be? She was trying to get over Matt, she was trying to have some fun and she failed terribly at that, and got herself into a freaking vampire murder house, with a crazy vampire wanting to feed on her blood, and an almost decent vampire who, despite being a freaking vampire, was proving to have at least some humanity left.

He was good-looking, she thought. He had deep green eyes, and even though he barely even showed his teeth in the whole conversation, she could tell he had a handsome smile. But then again, so did Klaus, and he ended up biting her neck and feeding on her, so she had decided that if she started judging vampires by their looks, she would probably be dead in a near future.

The thought made her even more curious. Were there other vampires? Did Stefan feed on innocent people too? What else could they do? Caroline loved vampire stories, she did. But she never thought they were real, that possibility never even crossed her mind, and now there she was: Caroline Forbes. Talking to a real life vampire. Working as a walking-talking buffet for another. Great. What was next? Ghosts? Werewolves? The whole thing made her stomach turn and her head hurt. Oh, how getting annoyed by Matt's constant life-long plan seemed silly now. How wanting to change someone's life and do something that mattered seemed like the thoughts of a 12 years old who knew nothing of the world.

Caroline felt stupid, naïve, dumb. All this time she only had one wish: to live a life full of surprises and adventures, never boring, never dull. Vampires. How's that for a surprise?

"Klaus is here." Stefan said, bringing Caroline back to the real world - if she could still call a world with vampires "real" -, and when she fully processed what he told her, her heart went back to racing. "I'll be right back."

And just like that, Stefan was out of the door. She was alone, again. She almost missed the half-decent vampire, because the thought of being alone when someone wanted to drink your blood didn't make Caroline the least bit calm. She listened carefully to whatever was happening outside the room, but she only got bits and pieces.

"You can't feed on her, she's a human being!" She heard Stefan say, his voice loud.

"Exactly, Salvatore, she's a human being, I'm a vampire, vampires feed on human beings, it's that simple!" Klaus responded just as loudly.

She closed her eyes. Go to a happy place, she thought. In her mind, she went to the night she won as Prom Queen. Everyone cheered her, clapped, while she smiled at the feeling of the crown being put on her head. She couldn't even remember who the Prom King was. Maybe Samuel Reynolds, the popular jock she had a crush on, but she couldn't tell for sure. It was so long ago. All she could remember was the happiness and the safety of the moment, and-

The door burst open. She jumped, her heart leaping out of her chest. It was Klaus.

"It's breakfast time." He smiled, and it couldn't have been more terrifying.

Fear washed over her, infecting her every cell. She couldn't even feel him biting her, she was just too scared. She could swear she saw Stefan watching everything from outside the door, but before she could be sure of it, darkness once more threatened to take over her, and she gladly gave herself to it, seeing it as the only way to escape the terrifying reality she was facing.

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