Chapter VII

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"Is that a trick question?" I asked Caroline, as I pulled away from Kol just a little so that I was still sitting on his bed.

Caroline put her hands on her hips and Kol was just smirking at me.

"What the hell Claire!" She yelled once again and glared at Kol murderously. Sometimes she scowled as if she was my mother.

I just shrugged and put my mouth into a thin line, which by the way, was swollen and pretty red by now I was sure.

"What the hell what?" I asked, pretending I didn't know what she was concerned about.

She walked over to me angrily, almost stepping on her dress, well more like Rebekah's, but stopped in front of the bed.

"What the hell is that?! He was kissing you!" She started, with widen eyes and stared at us in utter disgust.

I did not think I deserved that look considering what she was doing with Tyler when they were alone and, without any doubt, what she'll do with Klaus someday.

Kol chuckled as if there was a joke he'd found funny and turned his attention to Caroline.

"Technically, she was the one kissing me." he smirked mischievously. Damn he looked so chill as he intertwined his hands of his lap and looked up at Care while she glared murderously at him from her stop in front of the king sized bed.
He seemed to enjoy all of this a lot, maybe even too much if you'd ask me.

I smirked as well,  looking at him, and as our eyes met, he raised his eyebrows while licking his lips.
Okay this was creepy, but for some reason I wanted to do the same to my own swollen lips.

He turned back to Caroline, who was still fuming and crossed her arms over her chest. Her blue dress stood out abnormally in front of the yellow colored walls of Kol's bedroom.
If that vomit yellow color was fashion in this century, I was more than happy to live in the twenty one century.

I turned my attention back to Caroline as she kept yelling at us.
"Claire! You know what unprotected sex leads to?" She asked, looking at me with eyebrows furrowed and her hands still on her hips.
Yep, she definitely scowled like an overprotective mom.

I was more than old enough to make my own decisions when even my own mother wouldn't have a say in it.
Not that she had had a say in anything concerning me so far...

However, I frowned hearing that.
"Considering the fact he is an original vampire, I am pretty sure I won't get pregnant." I simply said, looking at her, very calmly.

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