How To Love Caroline Forbes

Chapter 2 - Ooh, Aw, Ah.

Caroline

Ha ha.

Aw.

Ooh.

Ooh.

Klaus continued kissing my neck. He kept going lower and lower. He unbuttoned my favorite plaid shirt that my Dad had bought me ages ago. Then he touched my denim shorts. Oh lord. Hehe. I smiled at him. I relaxed my back on my bed. Oh my comfy comfy bed.

Wait....my bed?!?

But we were still in India-

The dream stopped and i woke up with drool on my cheek. And an awkward feeling in my back. I was in the hotel bed. Ugh.

But that dream....i watched Klaus wink at me from the chair he sat in, next to the laptop.

Oh my God.

Did he...had he....

He made me have sexual dreams!

That...that little manipulative BITC-

I threw my pillow at his head.

"Ow!" he said in his creepy British accent. Ha. 

Take that.

How dare he compel my dreams like that?!?!

Oh yeah, because he is Niklaus Mikaelson. The man who is feared by just about...every single supernatural creature in existence. He's basically the king of evil. The worst of the worst. 

Oh i hated that voice right now. My conscience was judging me like crazy right now. For what i was doing, For who i was becoming.

A cheater.

I had kissed another guy while being in a relationship. And not just any guy. The worst guy.

But it was not that bad once you got to know him.

Maybe a little selfish.

I shifted in my uncomfortable duvet to stare at Klaus. He was typing away at his laptop. God knew what he was doing. But he seemed so normal in that moment. I creepy tear slid down my eye. Oh lord. I was so emotional. But it was true, he looked like a normal man. A normal man. Not a hybrid. Not a vampire. Not a werewolf. Just normal. I liked that.

But it was obviously an illusion. I had seen that first hand. The things Klaus has done.

Unforgivable.

Right?

Elena

I had said nothing and just continued with taking my Darius to his bedroom. Is it really really crappy of me to just deny Darius's offer?

After all the trouble he went through...just for me. Well and for revenge. 

Urgh. That's all i could think, while Bonnie helped to soothe his bruises as he slept in his hotel bed.   I felt so bad, all the people i loved had been in so much danger. Bonnie had still got a little bandage where the arrow had hit her. But Klaus's blood had healed most of it. Just a bruise that still hurt was left. 

I touched her shoulder.

"Thanks" i smiled at her. She really was a great best friend. She stared at me with an understanding glance. I mean, i had forgotten nearly everything about her, yet she still cared for me and all of my crap. She was awesome.

"Things can only get easier.." she tried to comfort my tired and slightly hungry face.

"Or worse" Damon included. He came behind us and attempted to join the conversation. Too bad, all i wanted was some food. He stared me like he always did. Like there was something crucial he wanted to say.

So i asked him, "What do you want?" with little patience.

"Elena.." Bonnie called to me with a tone that was translated into: "Elena, you're being rude.."

I did not really care at that moment. Anyways, Damon just smirked and looked amused. It was weird. The way he stared at me like i was the only thing in the room. Bonnie and Darius just were insignificant. They did not exist. It made my stomach feel oozy. He..he...was such a mystery to me. And i bet he loved and hated that.

So i stared back with strength. And gave a beautifully fake smile. I had gotten good at it.

He lost his smile and straightforwardly asked me, "When are we getting you're memory back?" and i lost my smile as well. Like i was unusually imitating him. I was not. I was truly unhappy now.

I still didn't know.

But then i turned to Darius's sleepy and exhausted cute face. Dammit. 

I sighed deeply.

"Before the end of the week"

Bonnie

"I'm so glad things can just go back to normal now.." Jeremy explained to me after i told him about the plans for Elena's memory.

"I guess so.." i said to him distantly.

Jeremy grabbed my hands, his were very warm. They tantalized my skin. Magnified everything i felt. More love. More happiness.

He pulled me into his arms and kissed my neck. 

"Eeep!" a weird sound popped out of my voice.

Jeremy giggled like crazy. Like a little kid.

We both ended up laughing for minutes. I took a deep breath after the laughter over one sound and relaxed on the bed. The heat was crazy.

"Whats wrong, bon bon?" Jeremy asked me.

I jumped him. I was sitting on him. Our interactions were getting heated now. Hm. He he. I had my boyfriend completely defenceless. I was a strong bad ass witch!

"Don't call me bon bon, jere bear! Plus, Katherine calls me bon bon and thats...just...wro-" I was interrupted by the kiss that Jeremy planted on my face.

"I love you...my cute little witch" he confessed his love again and again to me. I would never get tired of it.

"I love you too and there's nothing wrong...i just feel like...Elena is not being entirely honest with everyone" i revealed to Jeremy.

"I don't think she wants her memories back..." 

Elena

I locked the door of the square tight bathroom.

It was so squashed in here.

Ah.

The heat was suffocating me. The choice i had made was suffocating me. I was fine with my memories and who i was!

"I don't" i whispered sadly to myself.

"I don't want my memories back" i told the girl in the mirror that was me.

The short, jagged hair and the eyes that were incredibly deep brown. My ivory skin was looking more yellow than ever. The heat. And the sweat was really getting to me. 

Everything was.

Two knocks were plastered at the plastic door of the small bathroom.

"Elena...um i meant...sorry.....are you OK?" Stefan's voice called to me.

Another Salvatore brother.

Ah.