Saving Klaus

Part 4

The harsh morning sunlight woke me up. I groaned a little and looked to my left at the alarm clock to see it was 8 a.m. I looked to my right and was a little surprised to see Klaus still asleep on the chair. He also could have moved to the bed at any time during the night. He must have thought that was disrespectful though, especially in my condition. 

My condition. A broken vampire. What was I going to do now? I remembered Tyler was free to come home. The hole in my heart could be partially revived. Not completely though, never completely. 

I tried to move my hand out of Klaus's (his hand had been in mine all night) without waking him. I frowned when I thought about howTyler wouldn't be happy with this. He freaked out about Klaus drawing me, god knows what he would do if he saw this. Klaus shuffled and I frowned even more knowing I woke him.

"Morning love," Klaus said, still dazed a little from sleep. 

I deadpanned. His morning voice. It. Was. So. Sexy. He didn't notice my silence as he got up and stretched. His shirt was crumpled and untucked, no doubt from carrying me around. 

"Morning," I finally said coming back to my senses. Tyler Tyler Tyler. I kept repeating to myself. He would be so hurt if he knew what actually went on through my head and I still love him. That hasn't changed. 

"Let's get some breakfast and I'll be out of your way. You can leave to find Tyler and I'll head back to New Orleans. I know Tyler is what you need right now," he said, understanding and a bit of disappointment seeping into his voice. I didn't need a reminder about Bonnie but it still sent sharp pains through my chest when it was mentioned, no matter how subtle the reminder was. 

I nodded, glad he understood. As I stumbled out of bed I heard Mom knock on my door. 

"Caroline? Are you awake?" she called. I was about to reply when my eyes widened. Klaus was in my bedroom with a wrinkled shirt and his sexy deep morning voice. That would not come off well to a mother.

"You need to go out the window," I hissed urgently at him. He gave me a quizzical look. 

"Do you know what it will look like if my mom sees you in my room?" I said, still keeping my voice low. 

"Caroline? I have something to talk to you about," Mom called again.

"Coming Mom! Just headed to the bathroom. I'll see you in a few minutes," I replied while pushing Klaus towards the window. He turned around laughing and winked at me with a cocky smug smile. 

"What exactly would the Sheriff think we did?" he said, smirking. I rolled my eyes and he turned to hop out the window.

I stopped him before he did and said, "And, thank you Klaus. For everything last night. I'll see you at the Mystic Grill in 30 minutes before you leave?"

"Course Caroline," he answered back with no smug grin anymore and left. 

I turned around to the bathroom to get ready. My dreadful reflection in the mirror greeted me. I looked terrible from all the crying. How I looked though was the least of my worries. Klaus left and I was alone for the first time since I heard about Bonnie. More knives stuck themselves into my chest. I dropped to the floor and curled up into a ball, hoping my sobs would be muffled. Mom probably didn't know yet. I couldn't handle that conversation. I couldn't handle talking about this with anyone yet.