Stronger Than Compulsion // Klaroline

4. Anything For You

Rebekah

"You have to be kidding me!" I yell, loudly at the man stood before me. He sighs, creating fists with his hands.

"It's the only way this will work Rebekah!"

"I'm not compelling that girl to love you! In case you don't remember we're together!" I fume, my anger getting the best of me. How crazy was this man?! Marcel growls.

"I know that! It's not like we'll sleep in the same bed or something! It's just to make Klaus jealous, okay? To realize that finally something he wants is mine. He'll be mad but if we play it off it'll work! C'mon, you know I can never love anyone more than I love you," he pleads. I try not to let his crazy plan get to my head, but it does. And it starts to make sense...

"What's gonna happen when her friends realize she's been missing for months and is suddenly in New Orleans dating someone?! Hm?" I place my hands on my hips. I am almost about to storm right out of here.

"I already texted her close friends. I said she was visiting her cousin for awhile and won't be back until a few months pass because one of her family members died and they need help. I have got it all covered Rebekah. I have a plan, okay? Just trust me. Please," he sighs. I wait a second before finally giving in.

"Promise me this. Promise me you will let her go, make her forget about the whole thing and let her live her life when you're done."

"Of course," he nods, taking my hands in his.

"Fine. Let's just do this," I ignore the fact I'm basically taking her life away for months, lying to her- it tears me apart. But she'll forget about it when it's over. Marcel promised me.

"I'm sorry for having to doing this Caroline," I come back into the room where the blonde was standing, trembling. Her blue eyes are full of fear.

"What's happening? What are you doing to me?!" She screams. Marcel grabs her, holding her still. I give her one last apologetic look. Please forgive me Caroline.

"You and Marcel are in love. You're dating. You would do anything for him. You are staying with him for a few months in New Orleans before you return for college," I compel her, not wanting to look her in the eyes, but I force myself to. Her eyes are still, calm now. The compulsion sinks into her mind. This much of a lie takes awhile to process.

"She'll be normal in a few minutes. You have to act like she's your girlfriend, okay? She thinks she's in love with you," I shake my head. Marcel nods, kissing my lips briefly.

"Thank you, Rebekah. I love you," he smiles, resting his forehead on mine. I nod, waiting for the girl to wake.

Caroline

I wake up with a slight headache. It was unusual to get those now being a vampire, which confuses me as to why I have one.

"Marcel?" I call out to my boyfriend. His apartment, which I had just moved into for a couple of months before I return to college, was dimly lit, the only light coming from a small bedside lamp and the window creaked open.

"Marcel are you here?" I tiptoe out of bed, peeking around the apartment. I hear two voices before the door closes quickly. Marcel is standing by the doorway. He glances down at me.

"Hey handsome," I smirk, leaning into his chest. He seems thrown off for the slightest second before grinning.

"Hey beautiful," his charming voice rings in my ear. I lean to kiss his lips. He almost seems timid. I pull away, furrowing my eyebrows together.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just a stressful day," he assures me with a grin, pulling me closer if possible. I peck his lips one more time.

"You know, I can really help that stress lower a bit," he lets me roam his hands down his chest, barely tugging at his belt.

"Maybe tomorrow, okay?" He suggests. A frown tugs at my lips.

"Really bad day I guess," I huff, crossing my arms and pulling away. He places a hand on my shoulder.

"Don't be mad, please. I'm just tired is all."

"I'm not mad," I lie. I was a bit annoyed by not getting what I wanted, but that was all. He promised tomorrow, anyways.

"Can we go to bed then?" He asks, changing the subject. With a smile, I nod, taking his hand in mine and guiding him to the bed.