He stared at her seductively before his lips turned upward and broke into a sarcastic smile.
"Caroline, my love, what are you doing here?"
She knew she shouldn't be there, but a part of her was left hanging. She didn't liked Klaus, she never did. To her, he was the epitome of evil. He was the devil personified. She did however, felt extremely guilty when she was tasked to distract him. It was a plan made by Damon in order to dagger the weak one, Kol. She did it for Elena, who's her friend. Friends stood by each other, and after all that had happened, she couldn't just left Elena in the bottom of a pit hole with Rebekah, the evil blood slut.
"I came to apologise." Caroline huffed, trying to avoid the eye contact.
Klaus's gaze continued to be fixated on her face. She was a pure beauty, no doubt. To him, she had been more than beautiful. She was strong, and full of light. Never in his 1000 years had he felt so strongly attracted to a woman, but this young vampire had changed his life. He knew it wasn't going to be easy to attract her to him. He wanted her to want him, no compulsions. It took the wrong turn, however, when she disappointed him yesterday night. She was a distraction, a weakness. Yes, she was his weakness, and they managed to play him out. He wasn't just going to keep mum about it because it hurt him bad. Just yesterday had he tore out his sketches of her into the fireplace. He was trying to burn his feelings away, but seeing her standing there at his front door, he realized why he didn't want to fall in love in the first place. It was because when he fell, there was no way picking himself up. Alone, yes, he will be strong. It had been easy before. Away from her? Klaus shook his head slightly, caught up in his thoughts.
"I said, I came to apologise." Caroline repeated, looking nervously at Klaus, wondering why he was so quiet today.
"It's okay, love. It was just another spat. No, it was bigger than a spat. But no worries. All is good." Klaus smirked, waiting for her reaction.
It frightened her how Klaus was reacting to her apology. For the past days, he had acted no more than a gentleman towards her, even back to the day when he healed her bite. The bite. She remembered that Tyler bit her, and Klaus had offered his blood, in exchange for her mother's trust. But Tyler wouldn't have bit her if it wasn't for Klaus. He had sired Tyler and had Tyler bit her. It was his fault in the first place when she had been bitten. So why had she been thankful then to Klaus?
"Look, I had to save Elena. Damon told me his plan to save her, so I couldn't just leave her there. I did what a friend would do, Klaus." Caroline reckoned, this time consumed by her own emotions. She couldn't help but felt that a part of her tiny heart shattered when all he gave, was a blank stare.
"I said no worries, now didn't I." Klaus pointed out again.
He knew she would have saved Elena. He knew how much the doppelganger meant to her. He of course didn't knew about his mother trying to kill him and his siblings, and Elijah making Elena a prisoner. If he knew, he would have went on a rampage. But everything will lead
back to Elena, with how she gave part of her blood for Esther's new spell, what more a spell to link them together. A sacrificial spell to kill them all. A curse she called it. She called her own children a curse.
"Okay. Since you're going to fake your whole forgiveness act, I guess I should just leave." Caroline announced, walking away from the Mikaelsons house.
Caroline's mind jumbled as she walked away. Why did she have to feel so much hatred for him? She had guessed Klaus had been putting up an act to forgive her. She had trampled all over his feelings, using them even. How could he have simply endured it and accepted her apology? He was kind to her, but he wasn't an angel. He would bear grudges, and Klaus really did bear a grudge against her. Grudges however are not easily forgotten, and with grudges, came feelings that he has for her. It would be a challenge to throw them away, like how it had been a challenge to have her fancy him.
"Who was that? Is that Caroline Forbes?" Rebekah stepped out after hearing a commotion at the front door.
Klaus, closing the door, passed by his sister and went to sit at his brown sofa.
"You really like her, don't you?" Rebekah continued, adding pressure to Klaus.
"Rebekah, love, don't you have better things to do? Why don't you disturb somebody else, like, I don't know, Matt?" Klaus suggested, his eyes scanning through his sister's features.
"And you have got to stop bringing Matt into every single conversation that we have. You're beginning to sound like Kol, Nik." Rebekah argued.
Klaus took out his sketchpad and started sketching, while Rebekah eyed him the whole time. None said a single word, and it went for as long as 10 minutes. Klaus, beginning to feel pressure from his sister's stares, decided to give her a piece of his mind, but when he looked up, Rebekah started talking before he could.
"What are you drawing Nik?" Rebekah asked a hint of laughter seen.
Klaus looked down to his sketchpad. He was embarrassed that he got caught by Bekah, sketching this. Trying to cover his smile, Klaus stood up and hand out his sketchpad over to Rebekah.
"Do you want a look?" Klaus queried.
"No thank you." Rebekah replied, smiling her way out of the living room.
Klaus smiled to the floor, not knowing how to react. Bekah had known him better than most of his other siblings, excluding Elijah of course. He knew he got caught terribly when Bekah started chuckling at his actions.
"Oh and Nik. You'll be okay. It's one or the other." Rebekah smiled to her brother sadly, before proceeding out of the house.
Klaus knew what that meant. It meant that either he will get over it, or he would be able to get it. IT. Klaus looked down to his sketchpad, his smile slowly turning to a frown. What can he do to get over such a weakness in his life? Tearing out the piece of paper he just drew on, he threw it over to the fireplace.
As Klaus walked away, the only thing left burning in the house was the piece of paper, a sketch of Caroline. Klaus was desperately trying to burn his feelings away, and it proved harder than he thought it would be.
