It's My Life

Chapter 2

P.O.V. Caroline

*Recap

"Bye, Enzo." I said as I got into my car and Enzo closed the door for me.

"Goodbye Caroline. Keep in touch." I heard him say as I drove off. I stopped at a nearby town on the side of the street. Where should I go? Tyler would probably say Klaus. Maybe even Elena. Close, but not close enough to where Klaus will know I'm there. New Orleans it is. I thought driving to New Orleans.

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Okay. No turning back now, Caroline. Take a deep breath, and go. I thought nervously sighing. I stepped out of my car looking out across the river in amazement. I was leaning on the side of my car when I heard a deep male voice speak startling me.

"You know it's dangerous out at night, right?" He chuckled. I turned and looked at him. He was light dark skinned, bright white flashy smile, big brown eyes, tall, and handsome. I listened to see if he had a heartbeat and sighed in frustration. Vampire. I thought.

"I'm aware of what goes on at night." I said sarcastically.

"I'm Marcel. What's your name?" He asked smiling.

"Stranger danger. My parents always said, not to talk to strangers." I said sarcastically rolling my eyes as I turned back to look over the river.

"Feisty." He chuckled as he stood beside me.

"Annoyed is more like it." I sighed.

"I'm obviously not the main reason. Want to talk about it? " He asked curiously.

"No, and didn't I just say I can't talk to you?" I laughed.

"Maybe." He smiled bigger.

"Caroline. How old are you?" I asked after a few minutes of silence.

"I'm 204. If you don't mind me asking how old are you?" He asked curiously.

"Guess." I laughed.

"I don't think that's a good idea. It may not be very safe for me." He said laughing.

"Come on! I can't really take it as an insult. I'll look the same forever. Besides, I was turned at a young age." I said laughing at his hesitancy.

"You're not very old, I can tell that much." He said thinking.

"Right so far." I laughed.

"You didn't hit the hundred mark yet, did you?" He asked titling his had to the side a little while smiling.

"Far from it." I laughed.

"Fifty?" He asked and I laughed shaking my head.

"I was seventeen when I was turned. I would be twenty-one." I said sadly.

"Wow. How did you get a daylight ring so fast?" He asked with his elbow on the car as we faced each other.

"I have my ways." I smiled.

"Your ways? Secretive, I get it." He laughed with his hands upwards.

"Just cautious." I said.

"What made you so cautious?" He asked.

"Is this an interrogation?" I asked faking shock as I held my heart and he chuckled.

"Sorry! It's just not everyday we have new vampires here, and they have a daylight-ring." He smiled.

"Marcel, we have a problem." A girl with tan skin, brown eyes, average height, and no heartbeat said as she ran over to him looking cautiously as me.

"What is it?" He asked serious.

"The wolves bit Josh." She said, scared.

"When?" He asked angry.

"Like ten minutes ago. How are we going to help him?" She asked.

"I may know a way." I said hesitantly.

"How?" She asked not convinced.

"If this works you owe me big time." I said pointing at Marcel and turning around. I quickly dialed the number I didn't think I'd ever use.

*Ring
*Ring

'This is the mighty hybrid. If I didn't answer your call, that most likely means I don't care about you, or I'm busy. Goodbye.' Klaus said probably smirking while he said the voicemail.

"The a**hole didn't even answer the phone. I'll call his brother then." I growled.

*Ring

'Elijah speaking.' Elijah said.

'Hey, Elijah. I need to talk to your brother. Any idea where he is?" I tried to ask casually.

'He's in New Orleans.' He said.

'Well I know that! But, where in New Orleans?' I asked impatient.

'What is this about, Miss. Forbes?' He asked.

'I'm in New Orleans, and I met some people here. They need help.' I said embarrassed.

'Tell me where you are. I'll see what I can do.' He said, sighing.

'Across the river near this old building with a guy named Marcel.' I said.

'I'll be there soon.' He said hanging up. I sighed frustrated and slowly turned around to see the girl looking confused, and Marcel squinting his eyes at me.

"You know the Originals?" Marcel asked.