Klaus was running through the woods, trying to catch Tyler’s scent, when suddenly his heart ached. He gasped and grabbed for his chest, while falling on his knees. It felt as if someone was cutting out his heart.
“Tyler” he swallowed. He scribbled up as he heard sobbing and scraping. He ran in the direction of the sound and ended up at the cemetery. Caroline was standing a few yards away, a shovel in her hands. Even in the distance Klaus could see she was crying. Keeping in mind there was a supernatural hating army on the loose, he walked towards her as slowly as possible.
Caroline turned to leave the bar, and came face to face with Klaus.
As usual, a jumbled mix of emotions ran through her, but today anger soaked every
thought and emotion she had where Klaus was concerned.
"Caroline" Klaus purred with his usual charm.
"Stay away from me" Caroline replied, almost growling.
Klaus' eyes narrowed "thought you were giving the anger a rest, love"
His completely normal behavior, his acting like nothing had happened
sent rage bubbling through Caroline, eroding her usually pristine
Caroline banged the door of Ric’s loft. “Open the Goddamn door, Klaus! I know you’re in there! Open the door, you miscalculation of nature!”
The door opened and Caroline almost punched Rebekah in the face.
“Easy there, sweetheart” she said listless while she played with her nails.
“Where is that disgusting brother of yours?” Caroline yelled angry.
“Which one?” Rebekah asked with raised eyebrows. “Oh” she continued. “You mean Klaus. Sorry, I have no idea where he is” she lied.