Tyler was gone, for good. He gave Matt the deed to the house and left me a note. All thanks to Klaus.
Matt held me as I cried. He was an amazing friend. I hated myself for falling in love with his best friend, but in a twisted way, everything worked out for the best.
"Everything's going to be fine, Care. He's going to come back and when he does, it'll be like he never left," he said, trying to comfort me.
I shook my head against his chest. "He's not going to come back, Matt. Klaus will make sure of that. He'll hunt him down forever, just like with Katherine."
Anger stirred in my body and I stepped away from Matt. He watched me with confusion as I walked out of the house and headed straight to the Salvatore Boarding House where I knew he would be.
Sure enough he was there, sipping on his drink and an amused smirk dancing on his lips. He turned to face me, the smirk remaining on his mouth.
"Why hello, Caroline. So lovely to see you, though it is a little late, wouldn't you agree?"
"Well you got what you wanted, Tyler's gone. Left Matt the deed to the house and fleeing to any hiding spot he can find," I spat at him, trying to control the rage that was lit in my body.
He nodded. "Though no hiding spot will be good enough. I will find him and when I do, you both will wish you didn't lock me in that living room."
"You're such a child! We locked you in there so we could find the cure," I yelled at him.
"And how did that go, love?" He asked, already knowing the answer.
This only pushed me more over the edge.
He continued, "So, you want me to stop my search for Tyler I'm guessing, but you see, that would give me a bad reputation. He deserves to be punished. And you were also to be blamed. Therefore, dividing you two eternally."
My breathing increased as my anger level rising. Soon enough, I lunged at him, fangs out, ready to kill him.
Too my disappointment, he was stronger than me, an obvious fact, but can't blame me for trying. He pushed me off and brushed off the drink I managed to spill on him. At least he would smell of alcohol for a while.
"Nice try, now if you may excuse me, I have to go wash this off of me."
"I hope someone drowns you in it."
"Vampires can't drown, love," he pointed out before leaving the room.
"One can only hope," I mumbled to myself and left the house.
I got home to my mom sitting at the table, still in her uniform, sipping on some coffee. She was reading over some files that were scattered all across the table. She saw me enter the door and smiled. "Hey honey. How was your day?"
I just looked at her. She tried to make things seem normal, and I loved her for it, but I know if I told her everything, her head would explode. She knew who the vampires were, and protected us as much as she could, but there was an extent to how much she could take.
"Tyler's gone."
She looked up from her papers and studied my face. I could really use my mom right now. She got up and hugged me. I wrapped my arms around her and cried. Everything was just so messed up. And through it all, she was there.
She let me go once my crying stopped and I went to my room, lied in my bed and for once in a long time, felt numb. Sleep eventually came, sweeping me away from the real world for a while.
