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Chapter 8:
Third Person
When Caroline entered the house she called out a quick, "Hey, Mom." She wasn't expected a reply or anything since things between the two had been lacking since Liz realized that her daughter was a vampire. So when her mom called out to her, she was surprised.
"Caroline, sweetie, could you come to the kitchen," Liz called.
"Coming, Mom," Caroline said, taking off her jacket and heading to the kitchen. When she got there, she saw a bowl of salad and two plates of shrimp alfedo.
"What's going on," Caroline asked, standing in the doorway.
"An apology for being the worst mother of the century," Liz said, "I made your favorite."
"What brought this on," Caroline asked.
"Matt," Liz said, "He called after you'd left the Grill this morning and told me about the vervain incident. That made me realize how unfair it's been for you and then I realize I was being unfair to you too...I thought that since I didn't lock you in the cellar, I showing you that I was okay with this...but I'm not."
"I didn't chose this you know," Caroline said.
"I didn't mean it like that," Liz said and sat down patting the seat next to her. Caroline sat down, and Liz continued. "Sweetheart, I was raised to hate vampires. I taught that they were evil and had to be destroyed. And I can't do that to you...my daughter. Because when I look at you, I see that little girl who wanted a princess themed birthday party six years in a row...Part of me wants to hate what you are, but all of me loves you."
"So what are you going to do," Caroline asked.
"If you'd let me, I'd like to show you I still am your mom and love you very much," Liz said, brushing Caroline's hair out of her face.
"I'd like that," Caroline said, smiling.
That night Caroline and her mother had dinner together. But the thing that Caroline liked the most was that for the first time in a while she sat with her mom who talked to her and smiled at her and laughed with her.
~VAMPIRE DIARIES~
Caroline was toweling off her hair, as she entered her room, humming to herself. She sat at her vanity and picked up her comb.
"What do you want, Klaus," Caroline said, as she started combing through her hair. She looked over her shoulder and saw him laying down on her bed.
"A chance," Klaus said.
"And why would I do that," Caroline said, turning back to the mirror.
"Because I fascinate you almost as much as you do me," Klaus said.
"The only thing you do is cause heartache and suffering," Caroline said, standing up and turning back to Klaus.
"Then let me prove that I can be more," Klaus said, walking across the room to Caroline.
"Why?...What is it you want for me," Caroline asked.
"I want to know all of your dreams. I want to know about likes and dislikes," Klaus said, taking Caroline's hand, "I want to stop drawing your face from memory and have you be my muse."
"I-" Caroline said.
"Caroline, I'm only asking for a chance to prove myself," Klaus said.
"What could I possible gain from giving you chance," Caroline asked.
"I'll give you anything...Paris, London, Tokyo, anywhere you want to go...Just give me a chance," Klaus said.
"I'm too smart to be seduced by you...even if you promise me the world," Caroline said, looking down.
"I know...and that makes to infuriating and prefect," Klaus said.
"I'm not perfect," Caroline said.
"To me, you are living perfection," Klaus said.
Before Caroline could say anything to replied, Klaus pulled her into a kiss. Caroline wanted to push him away, thinking that she didn't want to be kissed by him...a killer. But when Klaus's lips touched hers, she didn't feel the hatred and angry that she expected. She felt warmth she hadn't felt before with neither Matt or Damien or even with Tyler. He pulled away and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"I'm only asking for a chance," Klaus whispered.
"I-" Caroline started. but Klaus put a finger to her lips.
"I don't need an answer today, but I just want you to give me a chance," Klaus said and then kissed her hand, "Goodnight."
"Goodnight," Caroline whispered. She watched and smiled as Klaus disappeared out the window. She turned back to her bed and saw a white rose lying on her pillow with a note attracted to it.
I'LL GET YOU TO PARIS ONE DAY
NIKLAUS
Caroline picked up the rose and smelt it. Then her cell phone went off. It was Tyler calling. Caroline stared at the phone, and then hit the end button.
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