"Who the hell does she think she is? Talking to me like that. She has spoiled my mood." Klaus was frustrated.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he yelled. "Brother! Bring your ass down here."

"Niklaus! Lower your tone a little bit. Rebekah is sleeping. What's the commotion about?" Elijah poured himself some bourbon ignoring Klaus' murderous glare.

"Who gave you the permission to give my artwork to the-" Elijah cut him off.
"Calm down, Niklaus. Take a seat. Would you like to have a drink?"

"Do not interrupt me. And fuck you and your drink." He growled.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Klaus. You're not the only person living in this place." Rebekah said.

"Watch your tongue, Bekah for I am not in the mood." Klaus warned her before storming to his studio.

o_Oo_Oo_Oo_O

Klaus was pacing around. He was growing more frustrated. He let his guard down in front of that woman. S

 'I didn't even ask for her name. Stupid!'

Klaus was painting when he heard a knock at the door. "Go away, I'm  busy."

"Klaus! Elijah and Bekah are nowhere to be seen. Let's go have some fun just like in the past." Kol said.

"Fine. Let me grab my coat."
"We're going to get laid tonight." Kol screamed.

!At the bar!

"God! It has been so long since I've went to a party like that. We're going to have a blast tonight." Kat yelled while swaying her hips to the rhythm of the music.

Caroline giggled sipping on her drink.
"Katherine is already drunk. How about getting you drink, blondie?" Damon smirked.

"I'm quite tough." Caroline smirked back.
"Six glasses of tequila for the lady." Damon ordered the bartender.

Caroline gulped down her glasses of tequila. She was half-drunk. She grabbed Katherine's hand and leaded her to the dance floor. Damon and Stefan followed behind them.

"This is so fun." Stefan yelled over the loud music. 

"The night is still young." Caroline and Katherine said in unison.

''''''

"That's New York City for you." Kol gazed at the people.

They both took a seat. "Give me your best Bourbon,mate." Klaus said.

A brunette came over and sat on Klaus' lap. "Do you want to have fun?" She whispered seductively in his ear.
"I'm not interested. Fuck off." He pushed the girl from his lap.

"Just chill Klaus. The night is still young. No need to be such an asshole."

Klaus muttered something under his breath. Kol was pissing him off. He came here to have some fun but he could not stop thinking about that woman.

'Trust your instincts. Your mistake might as well be your own, instead of someone else's' 

He wanted to pull his hair out.

"Stop sulking. You're giving the wrong vibes. Loosen up or else you'll end up like Finn." Kol joked before going out with a dark-skinned woman, Brayden.

Klaus was going insane. And that bourbon was not helping either. He wished to be in his studio right now.

"Now that's a surprise. Look who is over there," Kol gained Klaus' attention.

"Stefan Salvatore." Kol remarked.

Klaus could not care less about Stefan, he was more preoccupied to know how Stefan and that woman knew each other. They seemed pretty close. Just when he thought he was done thinking about her, she appeared right in front of him.
She was close to Damon Salvatore as well, the bad boy of Mystic Falls. That irritated him.

Stefan noticed Klaus and approached him. Katherine accompanied him.
"Hello, mate." Klaus smiled. "Katherine."

"Klaus." Kat acknowledged.

"Katherine Pierce is in New York. Elijah will be delighted to hear from you or are you still running away after breaking his heart." Kol sneered.

"Kol Mikaelson, the stupid Mikaelson." Katherine sneered back.

 Katherine smirked devilishly. "I saw a piece of shit on the ground today, it reminded me of you."

Kol scowled at her.

"Calm down Kol. Katherine is harmless. Don't make a scene." Klaus wrapped his arm around Kol's bicep. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice.

 "You warped half-faced pig nut. How dare you?" It was the same woman from the art gallery.

 Katherine and Stefan yelped in shock when Caroline kicked a man in his jewel.

"Ouch!" Kol muttered.

Katherine and Stefan rushed to Caroline's side.
"I'm sorry. My hand just slipped. I did not mean to-"

"You didn't mean it, you son of bitch. Why don't you slip into something more comfortable now like a coma." Caroline smirked moving towards the man who was cowering in fear.

"Just get out of my sight."

"Care! Calm down. You're making a scene." Kat whispered, squeezing Caroline's shoulders comfortably.

"I'm heading home. I shall see you later. Take care. Love you." Caroline whispered before heading towards the exit.

Once outside, she sighed contentedly. It felt good to release some anger.
"What a show! You are a spitfire, love."
'God no! It was the rude bastard from before.' Caroline mentally groaned.