74DISCLAIMER: TVD diaries belong (or should belong ¬¬) to L. J. Smith the queen of Book Bamon (Damon and Bonnie) who are very similar to Klaus and Caroline to the show. Also CWtv has the right to make a show (we know) so TVD also belongs to them. Not complain there. They made Klaroline.
PAIRING: Klaus and Caroline (KLAROLINE)
SUMMARY: Klaus plans his revenge on Caroline until he finds her diary where she writes from the most simple thing like if her hair is growing longer to the personal ones like her feelings about everything in that happened round her. What if Klaus decided to replay every entry she writes writing himself on her personal journal? How will she react? "Dear diary, fuck off"
RATE: T for language (it may change in later chapters)
NOTES: Who doesn't love Klaus? I hope I kept him real and well, just funnier because round Caroline he is not in a self defensive mode. Also I wanted to tell you that English is not my first language. Is my third. DIARY ENTRIES IN CURSIVE. So, that's it.
I hope you like it.
DEAR DIARY, FUCK OFF
prologue
It hurt.
"Cheers" exclaimed Tyler. "For a Klaus free life"
All the gang, except the Salvatore brothers, were there celebrating his misfortune. The fact that he wasn't around anymore.
She was celebrating.
It hurt.
He had saved her just some hours ago. He gave her attention, presents and genuine interest. And this is how she plays him. Celebrating his death. Like he meant nothing to her. Did he meant nothing to her? Was it that bad? He felt like it was like a rush of cold water. Up in that tree in the front of the Gilbert's house he felt the rage run through his body.
With a deep breath, he was gone.
Klaus decided to wait until night to start his revenge. And it promised to be very fun.
That night when he went by her house Klaus didn't make himself visible. He staid in her window first to check out the situation before he showed up to scene. The work had to be perfect. Inside the house she was lying on her bed with a quiet breathing rhythm. Lord, she was beautiful. Klaus looked around in the room, no one else was there. Just him and the blond sleeping beauty in the bed. Her room was feminine full of pastel tones everywhere. The bed covers, the walls, her desk, the dressing table, even the doors of the room.
Klaus made sure he didn't make any sound high enough to wake her up while he walked round the bedroom. A computer in the table. Make up in a little box besides that computer, he wondered why she used it when no one actually need it, and less her with that pretty face of hers. With the make up there was notebooks and pens.
He took the notebooks.
One of them seemed to be used on planning her diary life and events. It was a red notebook full of coloured notes and drawings named with a correspondent tittle on the top of every art work. He couldn't help to notice that her drawing work was pretty bad, but it wasn't her main objective to make it beautiful, she just planned events, in which she was pretty good he'd heard. He could see that she was very organized with all the numbers and directions she could need.
The last notebook wasn't an agenda. It didn't have any drawing of a Cinderella themed ball, it just had words. A lot of them. Pages and pages. He didn't pay to much attention to that words until he recognized his own name written in her small handwriting.
Interesting.
TBC
Did you like it?
I accept feed back. Reviews can be better than sex x)