Fifty Shades of Klaus

Chapter 13

"Caroline?" a whisper and a knock interrupts my slumber for the night. I look up the clock; it is only a quarter after midnight. I groan, giving out a hint that I am aware of her calling. The door opens, "Are you awake?"

I let out a soft giggle, "Barely." Sitting up on bed, I rest my head on the headboard. She climbs up the bed, lying beside me. "You're home late," I sleepily utter.

She sighs out, "Remember when Kol mentioned a fine dining restaurant that his family liked?" I hum to her my agreement. "Well, we decided to have dinner there and it seems like his family thought it was a good idea too." My eyes pop open and I sit up on a sitting position immediately after hearing what she said. "Yeah, his family."

"Who was there?" a certain curly haired British bachelor perhaps? I mentally said to myself. I didn't want to sound too eager for assurance of Klaus' presence, but I am too intrigued to sound insouciant.

"Well, the bitchy sister was there," she says. Rebekah. Bitchy, indeed! "I think the oldest of them, too. Finn, right?" I nod. "Then," she made a short pause, "you'll never guess who else was there."

Please say Klaus. Please say Klaus. Please say Klaus.

She uses both hands to cover her humiliated face, "Their mother. Her name is Esther."

I exclaim, "Whoa! You met their creator? How did it feel like?" I tease. "Was she as controlling and as monstrous like her five offspring in which she must've reluctantly pushed out of her womb?" Bonnie rolls her eyes.

"Don't tease!" she slaps me on my arm. "It was the most awful way that a girl could meet her boyfriend's parent! I mean, I have had three bottles of beer from the club, and then at the restaurant, they served me wine! Seriously, it's like they wanted me drunk! Anyway, I was so embarrassing. They're probably never going to invite me over for dinner."

Scoffing out, "They better not. You'd probably be the first course of the meal if they did." She glares. "I'm joking!" She smiles. "Obviously, you're appetizer. You don't have enough meat to be first course." I say, massaging her gawky arms to emphasize the lack of meat in her body.

She slaps my hand away as both of us laugh at the very cheerful exchange we just had. As our laugh dissipates, the atmosphere quickly shifts as a gush of ghastly air hung above us. Her head held down, she purses her lips in hopes of upholding the poker face, but I knew better than to believe that. "Why don't we go out tomorrow?"

"Huh?" she wonders.

I grin, "A boyfriend-free morning and afternoon! I'm not saying you won't see him in the evening, but I swear, it'll be fun. You'll forget about recent events and you'll figure out of a way to redeem yourself in front of his family. What do you say?"

She nods, "I say we do it. So, what's the agenda for tomorrow's boyfriend-free morning?"

"Well, I was thinking about having breakfast at the diner at 5th with Matt. Then we'll leave him by his supermarket, and go to the salon for medi-pedi's and a spa treatment. We both need a little rejuvenation after the past few days. Too much has happened." Too much, referring to the vampire drama.

"And what about the afternoon?" she asks.

It took me a while to think, "Well," I pause, "I might need to stop by the firm to confirm with the chief editor about something, but we'll eat at Rousseau's and meet with Cami. I think we need to get to know her a bit more. She seems cool."

She nods to me in agreement. "I think so, too, but you know that nobody can ever replace Elena." I look down in disappointment. She takes my right hand, "Can we both forget about Episode 69 of your life for the moment?" I laugh.