Ambiguous fate

Chapter eleven

Klaus POV
Caroline was beautiful. I enjoyed her company, it was fun. But nothing more. There was no feelings of love there. Maybe friendship, I didn't fancy her. I prefer someone who has more fire and puts up a fight.
She was beautiful. Last night after the sex in the art room we carried it on in the bedroom. Now I'm just painting while she sleeps.
"You're awake early." I turn and sleep Caroline watching me.
"Well the morning light is the best light to paint in, love" I answer while carrying on painting.
She nods and walks over holding the sheet against her. Which was stupid I've seen her naked before.
"What does it mean." She asked.
"It's someone who is almost broken but is still fighting on. She is trying to control the demons in their mind instead of letting them control her. The white background symbolises how she is alone in this battle and how the outcome of it is unknown." I replied. It just came to me this morning.
I looked at Caroline and saw she had a sad expression on her face.
"What's wrong love?"
She smiled at me, said nothing and told me she was going to get changed.
I nodded at her and stared at my painting.

Caroline's POV
why did he paint Estella?
Does he even know he done that or was it just another painting? I don't know why the thought of klaus painting Estella makes me sad. He's sketched me before why am I bothered. I'm going to see Elena today. I can't be bothered trying to talk to Estella. And to be honest I'm quite angry with her now.

I'm just been stupid.

I knocked on hers and elijahs door.
"Elena!" I shouted.
She opens it ready with Elijah behind. "Hello Caroline." Elijah smiles at me.
"Hi. Can we talk Elena?" I ask with pleading eyes.
She nods and kisses Elijah and they whisper sweet nothings in each others eyes. Before Elena walks to the parlour with me. Honestly I'm jealous of Elena's and Elijahs relationship. They're so sweet and Elijah would do anything for Elena. I sigh to myself.
"So Caroline, what's wrong?" Elena asks
"It's stupid Elena. I'm being stupid."I say with my face in my hands. "But last night I confessed to klaus that I was feeling things for him and we you know done it in the art room." Elena cringes at me and pulls a disgusting look on her face which I scowl at. "As if you and Elijah don't have sex Elena. Well anyway then this morning when I woke up klaus was painting and when I asked what it was he basically describe Estella." I said.
"Ok. What's so bad about him painting Estella?" She asked.
"I don't know but I got jealous and why can't he paint me. But the things is he didn't even say it was Estella. Why?"
"Caroline you're my sister and I love you, so I'm just going to say it. You're being stupid." I pulled at shocked offended face at her. "How do you even know it was Estella? He didn't say it was maybe it was just a painting of a random girl with problems. Also even if it was Estella, she would be an interesting person to paint, the way her mind is, is fascinating. You're just over thinking."
I smiled at her honesty and hugged her. Elena left me to my thoughts. I kept on telling myself what she told me. But deep down I was still worried. But I didn't even know what I was worried about. I'm going to go and see klaus. He's probably in the art room. Painting Estella a voice in the back of my head said. I quickly pushed it away.

When I got to the art room I blushed remembering what happened in here.
"Hello love." I heard klaus say. I looked and saw him sketching on the couch.
"Hi." I whispered at him.
"Can I help you with anything?" He asked never talking his eyes of his sketch pad which made me frown.
"Em I don't think so I just came to see you." I sat down on the chair opposite him.
All he did was nod in response still sketching.
I mentally signed and sat down doing absolutely nothing and feeling useless and unwanted.

Klaus POV
I was sketching a wolf when Caroline walked in. Bloody hell I know I used to say I wish she would talk to me more but honestly I preferred it when she hated me.
"Hello love." I said successfully keeping the annoyance out of my voice.
"Hi" she whispered back. Well what did she want?
"Can I help you with anything?" I asked. I just wanted to get to the point so I can draw in peace. Where's Rebekah when you need her?
Speaking of Rebekah she is actually in Europe for a holiday, she's coming back in a few weeks.
"Em I don't think so I just came to see you." I just nodded and sat in silence. I didn't even spare her a glance hoping she would take a hint.
I mentally rolled my eyes when she sat down.
I'll just use my own advice. When I see a problem ignore it and hope it will go away.
I did like Caroline but that didn't mean I wanted to spend every minutes of the day with her. In fact I would like to spend every night with her and that was it.

Caroline's POV
I cannot believe he is actually ignoring me. That arrogant bastard. Ugh and to think I actually said I had feelings for him.
I sat in the art room for thirty minutes waiting for him to show me the slightest bit of attention but no he would rather draw like a child.
So I decided to be a child I stood up and stored out the room before finally slamming the door.
Once I done that I triumphantly smiled at myself.
He better not think where having sex tonight.

Kol POV
Last night was probably the best night me and Estella had together. I was glad she confessed at bit of herself to me. I think she was as well because there wasn't really any emotion other than passion during sex, which showed that she let go of her thoughts for a while.

She is beautiful and interesting and mine. I'm glad I can say that because I would kill anyone who tries and takes her from me.

Estella POV
When I woke up from last night which I did enjoy. It was nice to let go of everything every once in a while.
Kol was already gone but I didn't mind. We are married but that doesn't mean we are like every other married couple. He is a vampire. We are basically two people who occasionally have sex and wear a ring.

I was walking along the corridors when I saw an art room.
I walked in and I saw loads of amazing, deep paintings. They're were all fascinating. Especially the one that was black and white of a child standing looking in front of him surrounded by trees it was just beautifully twisted.
"Well I didn't expect to see you here, love." I jump and see a smirking klaus leaning in the door way. I wondered why he would be here before k realised these are all klaus'. I look back at the picture and smile.
"I take it you like that one." He asks suddenly appearing behind me.
I turned around and nod.
I move away from here and look at the rest of his painting.
"Why did you paint it?" I ask facing him.
"Painting is a metaphor for control."
I nod understanding what he meant. I haven't found my control yet.
"Do you know why I like that painting?"
"Well, perhaps it was because it allowed you to see into my deep, wounded soul."
I shook my head. "I saw how twisted it really is." I pause and broke eye contact. "And maybe I can relate."
They both look at each other and relax in each other's presence.
"Perhaps we have more in common than we thought, Estella." He said smiling. And picked up a paint brush.
I smile back at him and sat down on the couch looking through his sketch book.

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