You're No Monster // Klaroline

Chapter Three

Caroline's POV

I place my hand over Klaus's shoulder and feel his larger hand slip over to my hip, sending shivers down my spine as he holds onto me.

The couples on the dance floor begin to move with the music, including Klaus and I. I feel his eyes locked on me the whole time, even when I'm not looking at him, making me blush a deep shade of red. I mentally slap myself for feeling this way. It has to be the alcohol getting to my heart.

"Do you like college better?" His question caches me off guard, seeing as small talk wasn't really Klaus's thing. I shrug, unsure. I am glad he isn't treating me differently because of my humanity being off. It was my decision, and if people didn't respect that, then they didn't have to talk to me.

"Yeah I guess. I mean high school was fun, but when you get to college you have this feeling of maturity- you know?" I reply. He smiles down at me, making my face flushed. I curse myself for all the blushing I've been doing tonight. It makes me feel as if I were in high school again- before I was a vampire.

"Yes I actually do remember those days," He smirks, making me smile and raise my eyebrows.

"What? You went to college?" I fake my amusement, making me chuckle lowly. He shushes me playfully, but he can't help smirking.

"Yes, surprising I know," His smirk grows.

"Not really, I mean yes in some ways surprising but... I don't know. I can imagine you in college," I shake my head with a smile before seeing Tyler arrive. Suddenly my anger goes fuming just at the sight of him.

"You're staring. Isn't the whole point of turning off your humanity not to care?" Klaus teases, making me shoot him a look.

"I don't care, as I don't everything else. It doesn't matter either way. I don't want to focus on that idiot tonight," I sigh. Klaus nods as our bodies still move in unison.

Tyler looks at me- no stares- and then glares at the person I was dancing with. I couldn't ignore the bastard anymore.

"I'll be right back," I tell Klaus, but he doesn't let me go.

"Since you don't care so much about him, you shouldn't need to talk to him. Unless there is still a part of you that does care..." He suggests as if he was getting to me. I arch an eyebrow before realization overcomes me at full force. Oh my god...

"This is the whole reason you danced with me, isn't it? To try to get me to turn it back on. Pathetic, really- especially for you... I thought you actually respected my decision... Now excuse me," I push his hands off of me. He is too caught up in my words to try and tug me back.

I strut over to Tyler, a glare still resting upon his face.

"So first you leave me and now you're stalking me?" I cross my arms, sarcasm dripping from my lips.

"You broke my heart, turned off your humanity, and now you are dancing with my enemy, Caroline. How am I supposed to not stare?" He shows signs of hurt. I roll my eyes.

"My mother died Tyler, or did you forget about that too when you were too busy helping out your little werewolf pack, hm?" I growl under my breath.

"Nice to know you still care about your mom," He ignores me mentioning him not making it to her funeral.

"Actually I could care less. But what I do know is that you're an asshole, and I was right to break your heart," my jaw clenches realizing Klaus is watching the whole thing, most likely listening in on our conversation too.

"Your mom would be disappointed. I'm glad she's not here to see you like this," he seethes. Before I realize what's happening, my hand is forcefully brought to his cheek as I slap him. It leaves a large red mark.

"Don't you dare talk about my mother," I growl before storming off outside, all eyes on me now that I, Caroline Forbes, have once again caused a scene. It felt good to slap him though, he deserved it for the pain he put me through.

I keep on walking, unsure of where I was even going to. I just needed to get out of that stupid ball with all of those judgmental little prudes.

I stop once I reach the flower fields my mother and I used to play in when I was a child. She would show me all of the different kinds of flowers and put one behind my ear for an accessory. She would always say I was more beautiful then any of the flowers though, and that I was my own kind of flower- a bright and gorgeous one, full of light and kindness.

"That was quite some show back there," I shake my head at his voice.

"Klaus, can't you just leave me alone? Go back to your party or whatever it even is," I roll my eyes, brushing my fingertips on the gorgeous blue flower which lay on the ground.

"The party is under control by my siblings, Rebekah and Elijah- I was slightly worried when I saw you ran away. Why did you do that? Was it the mention of your mother or the heartbreak of having to see Tyler again-"

"Stop it!" I yell, but Klaus's features remain calm.

"Why have you come here?" I shrug as if I didn't know. Of course I knew why. I just don't want to talk about it with anyone, especially Klaus.

"Because it looked calm. What are you trying to get at?" I hiss.

"The mention of your mother set you off, then you slapped Tyler and ran off- you ran off here. Most likely it's a place that you have fond memories of, maybe it reminds you of your mom. Of course when she was alive." I run over to him, getting so close I could feel his breath on my lips.

"I told you to stop," My voice is threatening, and my fists clench when his reaction is only but a smirk.

"And by the anger in your voice I assume my prediction is correct," he states. Why does he have to be such a smart ass? I am about to punch him before he catches my wrist, tightly gripping it in his hand. I hold back the pain coursing through my arm just at his strength.

"Don't try that on me Caroline. You won't win. You know that," he lets go of my arm, staring into my eyes as I immediately stand my guard.

"Just leave," I sigh in defeat before vamping off back to my home, sighing in relief when I see he's not following me.

I walk into the silent, empty household. I let my body crumple to the floor as if a delegate piece of paper. That's all I am. Worthless.

"I miss you mom." I let my inner feelings come out before laying on the cold hard ground, falling asleep.

AN:

Trying to make these chapter longer for you guys:)
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