It's been a while since I updated the last chapter. Are you guys still into this story? XD

Well, as a super nice girl myself, it's REALLY hard for me to figure out how to be a evil blood slut. lol

So, hope you like this chapter! :)

This was the fifth time she tried to say something since they hit the road, but still failed. Both of them just sat there quiet, listening to some old school country music. She found it amusingly weird that Klaus didn't turn the radio off.

Caroline chewed her lips as she was deep in thought. She had to find something really smart and sarcastic to say, something he couldn't talk back, something would wipe that annoying smirk off his face. But everything she could think of just seemed not enough. He would use his a thousand years of experience against her easily.

"Are you okay, love?" Klaus tried hard not to laugh out at her apparent funny expressions, but put on a concerned face instead. "Anything you want to ask me?"

Caroline wasn't expecting him to break the ice by saying something like that. Did he just read her mind? She quickly turned away to hide her fluster but her voice still sounded a little trembling when she responded. "Since when did you get your driver's license?"

"That's it?" Klaus arched his eyebrows. "Driver's license? We're vampires, sweetheart." He explained in a good-natured banter way. "We're free from trivial human conventions." He glimpsed at her expressionless face, starting to build up speed. "Guess our first lesson should be 'stop thinking like a human girl'."

Those words made her purse her lips. "Oh, I'm sorry? I didn't know someone should be blamed for being TOO nice." She said lightly with a shrug.

They had to get some real deal done before she regretted this whole 'turning to the dark side' thing. "So when are we gonna start our training, MASTER?"

An involuntary smile brightened his face. He gave a glance at the landscape unfolding before them, an idea flashed through his mind. "Soon enough."

Klaus parked their car outside a fast-food restaurant, hinted Caroline that they were stopping here for dinner. She felt a little weird about such abnormal conduct. Since when did vampires start eating burgers?

It was extremely quiet in the restaurant, only a few school students were sitting beside the window. It's not dinner time yet.

"So, what are we doing here?" Caroline asked as Klaus led her to an obscure corner. "I suppose we're not here to eat fries, right?"

"We ARE here looking for food." Klaus focused his look at the front door, where people were starting to come in. "Just not the normal kind."

Caroline returned his smirk with a frigid glance. "You mean our victim? I thought you would just eat up the first person we met, didn't realize you have to pick."

"I don't. But you do. I won't expect you to start murdering innocent people this soon."

Caroline twitched her mouth. Even when he was trying to be considerate, he'd still do it in a unique way.

"There's our boy." Klaus announced with a pleased look.

Caroline looked in the direction he pointed at and saw a young man with a gentle smile walked in.

"Him? Seriously? He seems like a nice guy!" She immediately shouted out.

"You might want to keep your voice down a little, love. People are starting to stare." Klaus stood up from the chair, seemed very satisfied with the guy he picked. "Would you go start the car please? I'll have a little chat with our mate."

Since they had entered this restaurant, he never looked at her face once. She had to admit she was a little depressed about the constant indifference. "You can't order me around like I'm a child!"

Finally, those words made him stop walking towards his target and turn around to look at her. The upset look on her face cracked him up. "Guess what? I just did."

Caroline was startled by a strange popping sound when she got out of the shower. It sounded like someone had opened a bottle of champagne. Her curiosity aroused, after some initial hesitation, she walked down the stairs while she was still dripping.

As she came closer to the living room of the house they had rented, a strong smell of blood almost made her heart give a jump. When she finally entered, the sight in front of her was considerably fearsome. Klaus was holding a glass of champagne, with blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth, gazing at her with a Zen look on his face. And the poor boy they brought home, was staring into thin air with lifeless eyes, obviously under compulsion.

"You want to have a bite too?" Klaus wiped away the blood with his bare hands, gave her a mild ambiguous smile.

She quickly shook her head vehemently, refusing to be any part of his crime. "I told you, he was a nice guy, why didn't you let him go?"

Klaus pulled the boy through, lifted his arm in front of her mouth. "Sometimes people pretend to be one way on the outside but they're totally different on the inside. If you want to survive in this world, that's something you have to keep in mind." He noticed her diffidence and hesitation, pushed her even harder. "Don't tell me you haven't murdered anyone, dear."

And there it was, the fact that Caroline always dreaded, the crime she always regretted committing. She knew she was no saint, she actually liked the feeling to kill and feed. But everyone expected her to be the good girl she had been, and she couldn't handle letting any of them down. But the wonderful smell of human blood permeated the air, she soon lost control and came at the boy.

For a moment, Caroline stood motionless grief-stricken by this tragedy she was responsible for. Though Klaus had told her tons of horrible things that guy had done, she still felt the guiltiness inside slowly eating her away.

"So I guess it's time for a little distraction then." Klaus smiled mysteriously after he had taken care of the body.

Caroline finally came back to herself, she'd anything to stop thinking about her second victim. "What distraction?"

"You know, there are other things we could do, since now after the feeding, we're as fresh as paint."

Caroline could taste the fresh blood in his mouth when Klaus invaded hers. The taste of the blood and his lips were just too amazing to let go. She knew this wasn't right. She knew she should have pushed him away when she started kissing him back. She knew she should have slapped him in the face when they entered his bedroom and fell down to the sheet. She knew she should have thrown him out of the window when he took off her clothes. She knew all these, but he never gave her the chance to say no.

The thrust as he entered her body, the unbelievable pleasure made her gasp for air. They met each other's eyes, both of them sparkled with desire. That moment, they knew, neither of them wanted this to stop.

He took advantage of her innocence when she was most vulnerable. But she regretted nothing.

You like it? Hope it's not too soon for them to hook up. XD

But that's what evil blood sluts will do right? :D

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