I'll Be Your Last

You never told me...

I woke up slowly the next morning and every part of me felt heavy. My mind was in a fog. I was aware that I was comfortable and warm. His chest was my pillow and my leg was also thrown across his body. I felt his hand twirling in my hair at the nape of my neck.

I wished like anything that I could stay there, safe, numb and comfortable. But I remembered Elena and Damon coming to see me yesterday and my chest tightened. Bonnie was really gone. I stayed there, wishing that wasn’t true, wishing we could rewind to my Mom helping me move in at Whitmore. That was a good day where I was happy, and looking forward to a new chapter in my life, and Bonnie was alive – well, I’d believed her to be.

The hum of a phone sounded close by. I felt him shift slightly beneath me and reach for it.

“What is it Elijah?” he asked quietly.

I froze. Oh my God, I’d forgotten. Tyler wasn’t here with me. It was Klaus I was snuggled up to.

Honestly, I didn’t pay attention at all to his conversation. I was trying to wrap my mind around Klaus being in my bed and me being wrapped around him.

He wasn’t on the phone long and I kept my eyes closed, felt him shift again.

“I know you’re awake, Caroline,” he whispered.

His hand was still in my hair but he didn’t move otherwise. I opened my eyes, with no idea how to proceed with him here. I eased away from him and he let me. I immediately stretched because it was all I could think of to do at the moment.

“Is my Mom home?” I asked him, my voice scratchy from sleep.

“Yes, she returned home a couple of hours ago, came in to check on you. She's sleeping now.” Free of me, he eased into a sitting position as he eyed me warily. Knowing Klaus, he was probably waiting on me to start bitching at him, which I had to admit I often did. But there were moments, and I could kick myself over letting them bother me, when his vulnerability was clear on his face. Now was one of those times. Damn him.

He was one of the original family, only more deadly because he was both vampire and werewolf. He was indestructible.

And he was in my bed looking at me like I had to the power to break him. As much as I wanted to at times, I couldn’t do it. I really couldn’t do it at this moment. Not when I could still be rolling around alone on my cold, unfamiliar dorm room floor.

“Thank you, for this, everything,” I fumbled over what to say. “Oh my God, could this be more awkward.”

That drew the smug annoying grin I was used to out of him. “There she is. There’s the Caroline I know.”

“Did you actually miss her or something?” That came out with my usual sarcasm.

“Actually, I did,” he admitted, watching me climb out of bed. His expression was still guarded.

I was disoriented as I searched my room for the tote bag he’d brought. I found it, dug through it. My phone wasn’t there.

“Looking for this?”

I turned to see Klaus holding my phone up with two fingers. Smirking at me.

I marched over to him, hand out. “Give it to me, Klaus,” I demanded.

“Making assumptions, are we?” He placed the phone in my hand. “You should give me some credit, Caroline. I kept it here so I could prevent it from waking you. Since that didn’t happen, I didn’t touch it really.”

“Really.” I snorted, taking a look at my phone. I didn’t use a passcode so it would’ve been nothing for him to look at whatever he wanted on the phone. I tooled around, it didn’t look as if anything had been tampered with.