A Way Out

Chapter 5

Hayley awoke ravenously hungry that morning, like every other morning for the past 4 months. Having a little person inside you increased your appetite like by 5, she was learning. Usually, she would message Klaus or Elijah to get her food, as Klaus had expressly forbidden her to leave her room or even look out the door unless she was with him or Elijah or one of them okayed it first. But now she realised that was a ridiculous expectation. Her hormones were probably making her more irritable but she didn’t care. She pulled on a robe and made her way to the kitchen.

She was frying a delicious-smelling omelette when she heard a slight ‘whoosh’ behind her. She turned around and saw that girl from Mystic Falls, Tyler’s girlfriend, leaning against a counter staring at her intently. She was so shocked to see her, Hayley couldn’t even speak.

Caroline, however, had no such affliction. “What are you doing here?”

IT’S BEEN A WHILE, BEKAH. HOW ARE YOU AND YOUR CURRENT HUMAN DISTRACTION?

Days later…

I’M ONLY ANSWERING YOU, NIK, TO TELL YOU NEVER TO CONTACT ME AGAIN.

REALLY? STILL ANGRY OVER THE CURE, DEAR SISTER?

THE CURE, THE MULTIPLE TIMES YOU DAGGERED ME, THE TIME YOU SAVED CAROLINE AND LEFT ME…NEED I GO ON?

WE’RE FAMILY. YOU’RE GOING TO FORGIVE ME AT SOME POINT.

I WOULD TELL YOU NOT TO HOLD YOUR BREATH IF YOU WEREN’T ALREADY DEAD. I’M SURPRISED YOU’RE REACHING OUT TO ME THOUGH…YOU WANT SOMETHING.

MAYBE I JUST WANTED TO HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH MY LITTLE SISTER.

…WHO HATES YOU.

AT LEAST I KNOW YOU HATE ME, AND WHY. THAT, I CAN HANDLE. DEALING WITH SOMEONE WHOSE MOTIVES AND AGENDA ARE A MYSTERY IS SLIGHTLY MORE DIFFICULT.

*SIGH. WHO IS THIS NOW?

CAROLINE. SHE’S CURRENTLY STAYING WITH ME. SHE’S SO DIFFERENT, NOT AT ALL HERSELF AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT.

OMG SHE’S WITH YOU? MATT TOLD ME SHE LEFT MYSTIC FALLS AFTER HER MOTHER’S FUNERAL WITHOUT A WORD TO ANYONE. THEY’VE BEEN TRYING LIKE MAD TO GET AHOLD OF HER EVER SINCE.

LIZ FORBES DIED? ARE YOU SURE?

YEAH. SILAS KILLED HER. MATT WANTED TO GO BACK FOR THE FUNERAL BUT WE THERE WAS A STORM IN MIAMI AND WE COULDN’T GET A FLIGHT OUT.

I THINK I JUST FIGURED OUT WHAT’S WRONG WITH HER. THANK YOU, BEKAH. AS USUAL. YOU GIVE ME CLARITY.

YOU’RE ABSOLUTELY NOT WELCOME. CONSIDER THIS OUR LAST COMMUNICATION. GOODBYE, NIKLAUS.

Caroline ground her hips against Thierry’s, taking his bottom lip between two of hers, sucking and nibbling teasingly. One of his hands squeezed her ass while the other fisted in her hair, pulling her closer to him. She groaned in false pleasure, accidentally biting down a little too hard on Thierry’s lip and drawing blood. She pulled back and pulled off her shirt, exposing creamy breasts that Thierry immediately buried his head in. The drop of blood she elicited from him brought back the day’s activities in flashes.

The witch who dared use magic to cure a stab victim who otherwise would have died…

She arched her back as Thierry laved her nipple with his tongue, remembering the fiery ecstasy this action usually sent throughout her body. Her other nipple was teased into pert hardness by Thierry’s thumb and forefinger.

The man who had been making and selling stakes…

She felt him unbuttoning his pants and dropped to her knees before he could do anything else. With vamp speed, she reached into his boxers, pulled out his cock and sucked on his head. She licked around the head like a lollipop, then took more of him into her mouth. She could hear his groans of pleasure above her as she bobbed and hummed on his hardness.

The werewolf who had accidentally gotten stranded in town on the night of a full moon…

When he came into her tight mouth, the warmth of his seed reminded her of the warm blood they had drained from all his victims today. He killed, they fed. To think these people died because they “broke Marcel’s rules.” Thierry told her he didn’t always work alone so if she wanted to hang out one day with the rest of his buds, she was welcome. The activities that followed were to express her…’excitement’ at ‘becoming a bigger part of his life.’ As he zipped back up his pants, he chuckled.

“Beautiful, vivacious and willing to go down. I can honestly say you are the most amazing girl I’ve ever met.”

Caroline giggled and smiled at the sated vampire. “Awww, you’re so sweet.”

She got to her feet and leaned against his chest, resting a hand on his side. “What if I were to get more amazing?”

Thierry raised an eyebrow but decided to humour her. “And how would you ever get more amazing, babe?”

She licked her lips and made a show of seeming a little nervous as she spoke, “I live with Klaus Mikaelson and I know Marcel wants him out of New Orleans. I can give you information on him no one else can get.”

Thierry, all seriousness now, grabbed Caroline’s arms and looked right into her eyes. “Are you serious?”

She nodded vigorously. “I can help you and Marcel get rid of him…for good.”

When Caroline got back to the mansion, she went directly into the living room to fix herself a drink, anything to get the taste of Thierry out of her mouth. As she walked in, she saw Klaus leaning against the mantelpiece with a tumbler of his own in his hand. He turned toward her as she poured herself a glass of bourbon.

“Just so you know, I preferred you with humanity.”

Caroline didn’t even look up as she finished pouring her bourbon. She took up her glass and slowly walked, sipping it, to the sofa, where she sat and looked squarely at Klaus. She drained her glass with a gulp and sighed, looking at the glass like she was sorry it no longer contained liquor.

“And I preferred you without part-vampire were-spawn but we can’t always have what we want.”

Klaus’ face dropped slightly before he recovered and hid his shock but Caroline had already seen the slip.

She smiled and said, “Klaus dear, you look confused. Let me catch you up on today’s festivities. This morning, Hayley told me about you two’s little “love-child” and the whole thing with the witches using you to get rid of Marcel, then I went out with Thierry and we ended our evening making the most lovely plans to kill you.”

Caroline rose from the sofa, straightened her top and deposited her glass on the table. She looked at Klaus’ shocked/confused/horrified face as she walked out of the room.

“Nice talk” were her parting words.