“You haven’t actually done anything except be yourself and that’s the goddamn problem,” Caroline grumbled, not bothering to look over at him. She didn’t really want to have this conversation, but she didn’t like the anger that was bubbling up inside of her and knew the best way to get rid of it was to discuss it all. She was also well aware that what she had just said probably made little sense.
“There was no way you were going to react well to Rebekah getting married. Like, hello, you don’t even like the fact that they’re dating. You kinda took the whole touching shoulder thing or whatever to a whole ridiculous level.” Caroline frowned at that, remembering coming back from the dead and being filled in on all that had happened over the few days she was gone. “And yet, this time you get this huge blow that I know in your mind equals Rebekah leaving forever and abandoning you--except its not exactly that but I can see why you think it equals that.” The fact that she could see Klaus’ reasonings, could understand why he was angry, why he thought Rebekah would be leaving them and everything was changing for the worse was what had her angry. Though it was more scared than angry, but she was trying to let her anger win out because the fear was ridiculous, wasn’t it?
“And you didn’t even react that badly to it. You want to talk to Stefan and I don’t actually think you’ll physically hurt him...because of me.” Which just no. “Really it should be because of your love for your sister because this whole doing things because of me thing has got to be annoying the hell out of her and I like Rebekah so stop that.” She didn’t want people--especially those that she considered to be family--to feel like second best because of her.
“Like...it was me that suggested we break into the Vatican, and me who went and stole that painting, and then Rebekah lets us all know she’s married and I just knew it was going to hurt you. I could already imagine how you’d react as soon as I saw that post and I’m pretty sure I get why you’re angry and scared and that frightens me some because I swear your family doesn’t have a goddamn clue how your mind works sometimes, and yet I do?” She finally looked over at him. “And I want to slap them upside the head a lot for that because a year ago I’m pretty sure Stefan would have never made it this far. Katherine would so be dead or be used as a fun factory for Hybrid making. One or the other.”
She couldn’t look at him anymore, her thoughts a jumbled mess as she continued to try and explain them. “And then I think of how hurt I was that Stefan didn’t tell me everything and the fact that in the back of my mind I couldn’t help but think that this meant I was kinda losing my best friend--which not the same as a sibling, but whatever--and...I’m going to start murdering puppies now or something, I just know it.”