Five

Katherine and Bonnie's expressions were priceless. Katherine kept blinking rapidly as if Caroline were speaking Greek and Bonnie looked like she wanted to throw up.

"What?!" they both said at the same thing.

"We're talking about Klaus, right?" Katherine said slowly. "The same Klaus that was going to become the laughing hyena on my death bed?"

"But I distracted him." Caroline pointed out with a sheepish sort of smile.

Bonnie raised an eyebrow. "By sleeping with him?"

Caroline looked at the floor. "Well, yeah are you mad?"

Bonnie shook her head. "I really have no right to judge especially when it comes to boys."

Katherine seemed to be the only one over the Klaus and Caroline sex drama. She didn't care about anyone's sex life. She only cared about her own. And Elijah's of course. Katherine rolled around on the couch, her curls lying limply around her heart shaped face. "So Bon, any cute ghosts on the Other Side. That must be one of the perks about being the anchor, also can you have sex with them?"

She shook her head, obviously annoyed by the doppelganger's question. "I told you, I'm taking a break from guys indefinitely and if there were cute boys over there, not saying they are-yes I could . . . sleep with them."

Katherine raised the new bottle of whisky. "Well, here's to hoping you're doing it in a more hygienic place than Klaus and Caroline did. Seriously, the woods? Was Klaus that cheap not to spring for a decent hotel, even a drive through would have been more acceptable."

"It was a spur of the moment thing. That's what made it romantic." Caroline defended.

"Running the risk of being eaten by a bunch of hungry rabbits and getting splinters you know where is not my idea of romance." Bonnie pushed back her dark hair. She hated to admit it, but she was actually having fun with Caroline and Katherine and she hadn't though about Jeremy for at least an hour. A new record.

Bonnie knew it was beyond pathetic that she was pining over a guy, who wasn't even worth it, but it seemed all of her friends were moving on besides her and the only thing she could do was obsess over her disastrous relationship with Jeremy.

Caroline suddenly sat up and clapped her hands together in perfect cheerleader motion. "Oh, I know let's play truth or dare. What is going to make this evening more fun is secrets."

Katherine groaned and rolled her eyes. "Truth or dare? What are we thirteen?"

Bonnie looked at Katherine and smirked. "What's wrong, afraid one of your little secrets might spill?"

Katherine didn't lose her cool. "I love secrets. Bring it on! Who's first?"

"I am," Caroline turned to face Katherine. "Katherine, truth or dare?"

After a moment Katherine said. "Truth."

"Ok, what do you really feel for Elijah?"

Katherine blushed bright red. "Next questions."

Caroline exchanged smirks with Bonnie. "Oh, she's blushing, that is so cute. No trade backs. Come on, Katherine spill."

"Ok, I think . . . maybe I think I'm in love with Elijah." Katherine refused to face them as she started drawing her initial with her finger on the carpet floor. "We've known each other for five hundred years and I though we were really starting to reconnect." Her expression turned sour. "But then my bitchy doppelganger ruined everything and he had to go search for Klaus' redemption leaving me in the dust again! That complete ass-"

"Ok, I think that's enough for Katherine's turn." Bonnie said quickly noticing that Katherine looked like she was about to punch something to release her anger. "Caroline, truth or dare?"

After a moment Caroline said. "Dare."

Bonnie thought for a moment. "I dare you to text Klaus and tell him something loving."

Katherine burst out laughing.

Caroline whined. "That's not fair."

"It was fair for me." Katherine threw her, her phone. "Hurry and text, Blondie."

"Fine." Caroline grabbed the phone and started a text to Klaus that turned out to be a dorky little poem:

Roses are Red

Violets are Blue

You may not know it

But I miss you.

Caroline pressed send and growled at Bonnie. "You're going to pay for this, Bonnie."

Bonnie shrugged. "All's fair in love and war, and truth or dare."

"Ok, Bon Bon's turn." Katherine crossed her legs. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Who do you talk to on the Other Side?"

"Kat, that's boring." Caroline rolled her eyes.

"I'm not finished. Who do you talk to that actually serves a purpose? Any one interesting?

"Well," Bonnie didn't know if it was because of the alcohol or the peer pressure, but she found herself spitting out. "Kol."

"As in Mikaelson?" Caroline leaned forward. "As in the psycho that Jeremy and Elena killed?"

"He's not that bad," Bonnie surprised herself by defending him. She turned to Katherine. "Besides I think he knows you, Katherine. He said something about Elena giving you a run for your money. Did you ever meet him?"

Katherine nearly spit out her drink. Kol that was certainly a name that she hadn't heard in a long time. Not for the last couple of centuries.

Caroline looked up and noticed Katherine's mood change. "Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing." She quickly go up. "Just going to get some more booze."

The girls had no idea what time it was. They only knew that they were very, very drunk and the Salvatore living room was destroyed. Even though Katherine felt like her insides wanted to crawl out of her mouth she never once put down the bottle. Instead the three of them started spitting out things like a bunch of idiots. "Klaus and Rebekah managed to return while I was on my death bed ready to laugh in my face, but Elijah-Elijah couldn't bother with a single measly phone call."

"What kind of guy does that?" Caroline slurred from behind the couch. "I mean at first I thought it was romantic, but then what does that make me, some kind of cheap whore? It's all because of that damn British accent . . . and his eyes. He has pretty eyes, doesn't he?"

"I wonder if Kol knows how to tango." Bonnie was laying on her back on the couch. "I always wanted to know how to tango."

"I mean he only pretended to love me for 500 years, only to not bother showing up when it really mattered. I called him a dozen times and did he answer no, always straight to voice mail. I'm going to go to New Orleans and hunt him down with an ax. That will show him."

"Yeah, that you're a psycho." Caroline snorted. "But you're right, we should go to New Orleans."

"And do what?" Bonnie inquired. "Be Klaus' slaves."

"Come on guys, we're young, strong, and immortal." There was some mascara smudges under Caroline's eyes. "We can be anything we want to be-we could be the queens of New Orleans!"

-End of Chapter Five-