Twelve

Caroline could feel her anger boiling over and it was evident as well on her face. Whenever she was angry, Caroline's face turned bright red and pink spots appeared on her cheeks. It short she looked like she had sunburned.

She had thought that after confronting Klaus about the baby secret she would start to feel better, but that was not the case. In fact she felt worse if that was even possible. She closed her eyes as she remembered how she had confronted Klaus in front of Rebekah and Hayley. She had sounded like an insecure thirteen year old and worst, Klaus was right. Caroline had no reason to be angry, because it wasn't like she had been pining for him, she had dated Tyler and even flirted with Jesse a bit.

But still she hadn't kept a baby, much less a wolf baby mama away from him.

Caroline wanted to throw herself off the building the minute she entered her suite at the Falcon. She couldn't believe that she was so stupid, worse she had just stood there and let Klaus kissed her. Thankfully, she had left before it had turned into something more, but Caroline would have been lying if she said she hadn't felt anything.

When she entered her room, she saw Katherine sitting cross legged on Caroline's bed painting her toenails bright red. She looked up when she saw Caroline. "That was fast."

Caroline ignored her comment as she looked for her other friend. "Where's Bonnie?"

"She went back to the bar where Cami works at."

"Why?"

Katherine shrugged as she studied Caroline's face. "You've got your bitch face on, I assume you killed Klaus."

Caroline snorted. "I wish." She pulled out her wheelie suitcase from the closet and started stuffing clothes inside, not caring that they weren't folded.

Katherine's eyes widened. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Caroline snorted. "I'm getting the hell out of New Orleans, and you and Bonnie can either join me or you can find your own ride, because there's no way in hell that I'm staying here a minute longer."

"No, you can't leave!" Katherine shrieked. Not only was Caroline her ticket to Klaus' forgiveness, but the blond was the reason she had the courage to come to New Orleans in the first place. "Not after all the crap that Klaus put you through, don't give that wolf-slut the satisfaction!"

"There's nothing to do, Katherine," Caroline replied gloomily. "I don't have a place in his life right now, not unless I want to sign up to be a stepmother or a home wrecker."

Katherine was becoming desperate. "You're Caroline Forbes whiny schoolgirl turned actually useful vampire-"

"Thanks." Caroline snorted.

"My point is," Katherine finished. "Is that don't let a little thing like this get you down, I doubt Klaus is going to be changing diapers anytime soon, besides if what you and Klaus feel for each other is real, you'll figure something out."

Caroline softened. "Thanks, Kat."

She nodded. "No, problem, now wish me luck."

"Hayley, you're not supposed to be out of the compound." Elijah frowned when he say Hayley waiting for someone near the cemetery. "I thought you were staying with the werewolves in the bayou."

"I had to pick up some stuff." She said still feeling a little jittery, Katherine and Caroline visiting in one day. Fun. "Where did you and Klaus go again?"

Elijah shook his head. "Nowhere important, it's done now."

Hayley looked relief. "Oh, thank god, I thought-"she didn't finished. "I'm just happy that you're safe."

Elijah looked amused. "Any reason I shouldn't?"

Hayley shook her head. "No, I just missed you." And before Elijah could respond she went over to him and kissed him.

Katherine was just walking down the road of the cemetery when she saw them, at first she had thought it was her eyes that were deceiving her, but the image was clear. Hayley and Elijah were kissing.

Katherine felt sick and she felt a horrible pit in her stomach. She knew she and Elijah had taken a break, but had he gotten over her so quickly? Was she that easy to forget?

Katherine could feel the tears threatening to pour out, but she refused to let them. Katherine hated crying and she wasn't going to cry. Not for Hayley. Not for Elijah. Not for anyone.

Sophie could feel someone staring at her, she turned around and stared at Bonnie. "Can I help you?"

"Sorry," Bonnie said sheepishly as she looked down at her drink. She had been rather obvious. "Are you Sophie Deveraux? Cami, pointed you out to me, I just wanted to make sure."

"Yeah." Sophie paused. "Wait, you're not a vampire are you?"

Bonnie shook her head quickly. "No, I'm a witch, or I was a witch now I'm an anchor . . . it's complicated. My grams, Sheila Bennett she talked about your family a lot. I guess I was just curious. I'm Bonnie."

Sophie nodded. "So you're a Bennett, we'll if you're looking for some witch bonding, I'm not your girl."

Bonnie leaned forward. "That's kind of what I wanted to ask, I heard that New Orleans was one of the largest places with the most witches, now they all seemed too disappear. What happened?"

"Marcel happened." Sophie shrugged. "And the Originals happened. They've been controlling the witches in the quarter, we're practically extinct and it doesn't help that we're about to lose our power if we don't complete the Harvest."

Bonnie raised an eyebrow. "The what, excuse me?"

"The Harvest," Sophie said again. "It's some sort of messed up ritual our coven has that involves the sacrificed of four girls, three of them are already dead."

"And the last one?"

"The last one, Davina needs to die in order to complete the ritual." Sophie looked at Bonnie's surprised face. "Yeah, New Orleans is not a happy place."

-End of Chapter Twelve-

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