Does it ever happen to you, that the pain feels so much and nothing at the same time, making every atom in your body numb and dead? He thought otherwise, even though he has encountered the heart aching pain in every corner of his lifetime.

However, nothing had been anything compared to what the present gave him. His eyes looked at her, without blinking. Everything looked painted with red, maybe due to his red eye. He convinced himself that this might be the only reason that his grey shirt didn't look grey anymore, and it was nothing to do with the fact that it was drenched with blood.

He has lost the track of time for which he had been sitting at the same position, unblinking and stiff, no bone, and no muscle making any kind of movement. Dusk turns into dawn, and he is still there, as if glued to the floor, waiting for getting the hope he always gets from her. But, she is still like the water, his arms wrapped around her cold body, gripping her tightly. He could feel the skin dusting away into ashes in those parts where her body burnt, but he is unable to let her go. His jaws clenches when he watches the strand of her golden hair touching her cheek.

For a second he thought that was her, moving her cheek, but it happened to be just the silent wind blowing into her hair.

His eyes blinks for a millisecond, and when it opens, he finds himself in a new surroundings. He doesn't care for anything, but the missing part, the girl who was in his arms once, the girl whom he couldn't save, because he was too late. She is gone, far away to a place he can't find her anymore.

The permanent truth hitting him like the meteorite from the sky.

He doesn't know how he ended up in the confinements of this new apartment.

Must be Damon.

He thought.

If he listens carefully, he can hear Damon calling someone every single day. It's his calls which makes Stefan be aware of the fact that it's a new day, every day. He could have switched it off, or could have just run away. After all, that's what he has been doing in the past. It could have been so easy and so much better.

Thus, he chooses otherwise.

"How is she?" Damon is on the phone again. And Stefan can hear only one side of the conversation. Not because he can't, (vampire super hearing and all), but because he simply doesn't want to. He wants to block Damon's voice as well, but he is standing right next to his room, and he is loud.

"Is the recovery any better?" A pause, and Stefan guesses that it follows Damon's irritation.

"You know I can't come to visit her. Or else she might throw something at me. And plus… he needs me right now. Don't wanna keep myself away from him." The last statement was purposely in a hush sound. But, Stefan heard it anyway. His brother is worried that he might turn it off.

"I know he won't turn it off. And I am not worried for that." Damon sighs, lost for the words. When was the last time, that Damon Salvatore never had a word to define what's going in his head? "I have to keep an eye on him."

Stefan doesn't know what is making his brother worry so much. It's not like he is doing anything anyways.

Turns out, Damon's fears were not about Stefan turning humanity switch, but the worry for Stefan actually getting relieved of the pain permanently.

Stefan had thought of the suicide.

But, it was easy go for him as well. He wanted to feel the pain, the emptiness. He wishes every single second for having one more moment with her.

"Stop turning into a vampire zombie." Damon threw the blood bag on his bed, where he has been sitting for days.

"I don't want it."

"So, what do you want? To desiccate away? Don't take any ideas from me, brother. Let's just keep all the irrational decisions in my periphery."

Stefan doesn't reply. He doesn't want to.

"Yeah, maybe that would take away your pain."

After days, it was the first time he ingested the blood. He wants to feel every single aching torture he is having.

Desiccation is too easy.

Few weeks after, he realizes the phone calls which his brother do, they are all for Bonnie. She has been in some rehab since that day, the one which turned everything black in his life.

He doesn't care about it anymore.

He should though.

Because he cares about everyone.

That was something she liked the most in him.

But, he doesn't want to be likable anymore. That part of Stefan died with her.

He left the place without any notice. He wanted to find any way to bring her back. And he wasn't going to give up on her.

It was after almost five months, when he fumbled on a powerful spell. And it wasn't because he was looking for that particular spell. But, since every witch and every shaman he came to meet up with have taken their hands up. He had to try this. Even though he hates to the core to contact her again, she looks like the only option to him.

"I knew you would come looking for me one day. Didn't I told you so?" She smiled at him, taking steps closer to him.

He gave her the book containing that spell. "Can you do it?"

"Yes, I can. Although, the question that you should be asking is whether I will cast this spell or not." That playful smile again.

"I know you will."

"And why are you so sure about it?"

"Because… you owe me Valerie Tulle." His words were calm, but she could see the fire in his eyes, he could literally kill her if she didn't help him.

"Are you threatening me?"

"I am just stating the fact."

"Are you really wanna do it?" she asks him warily.

"Yes!" He has made up his mind now.

"You KNOW what this spell do, right?"

"Yes!"

"And you know the side effect." It wasn't the question. Because she could tell from his face that he knew every side of this spell. And he still wanted to do it. "You love her so much that you would go to any extent!"

He remained silent, because if his love would have been so powerful, she might have been standing beside. But, she isn't.

"Ask Bonnie to do this for you."

"Are you mocking me?"

she could see the glimpse of anger in him. Bonnie was in some rehab for months. She has lost the will to do the magic, blaming herself for losing two of her friends. And he can't go to her.

"I can't do this, Stefan. The thing which you are asking is not up to me. And after everything we saw, I don't wanna play with magic."

Rage bursting from him directed towards her, but the migraine hits him before he could do anything.

And when he recovers that headache, she is already gone… one of the many reasons his life is destroyed.

It was exactly a week, when she comes to meet him back.

"Did you came here to die?"

"I am here to help. To do that spell you asked for."

"What changed your mind?" Stefan questioned. Maybe she is playing with him.

"Someone said that I owe you… and he is right."

"Everything will change from that point." She stares at him while putting the ingredients together.

"I know what I have to do!"

"However, I have one demand."

Stefan should have known that nothing comes from her without any terms and conditions.

"I want my freedom."

"Deal!" He said instantly.

"Which year would you like to go back?"

"1994"

Her chants starts, simultaneously making him close his eyes. If he can turn the wheels of time back, he would save her… save her from himself. With the chanting words, his heart calls the same name over and over again…. Caroline…. Caroline Forbes!

Stefan went back in time, to change the course of time… to save the only thing that mattered to him.


Year 2009

The curtain waves when the the soft breeze flows into her room through the open window, as if the sun has been trying hard to get a peek on her sleeping bliss. When the constant ray of sunlight falls on her face, making her eyes squint, she stretches her body, still smiling in her sleep. She loves mornings. The other reason for being happy is that it is the first day of school. Planning committee, cheer-leading club, and what not. She jumps off the bed. It is going to be a great day today.

One purse on her right arm, perfect blue dress for the first day of the school and her golden curls perfectly set, she walks straight to her friends, Brenda and Celina.

She was confused how to console her friend, Celina. With her parents dying in the car crash, and the only survivor from that crash being her, everything was making Caroline confuse and she didn't know how to approach someone in a state like that. She has never experienced any death in her life. How was she suppose to know how to talk with someone in such situations?

"It is going to be great day… mark my words! Maybe there will be a hot new guy joining our school." she winked at Brenda, making her shook her head. "What? It is very well possible!"

"When did I said, it's not?" Brenda nodded in agreement.

Sad for her, there was no new guy, just the old faces around her.

[***]

"Maybe an angel saved you!" Brenda responded

"There is no such thing as an angel." Caroline laughed it off. "I am sorry guys, but I don't believe in such things as angel with wings or any other supernatural stuff to say."

Maybe some things are good to remain in the shadows.

[***]

Cheer-leading was fun, and plus there were always cute guys in the team as the eye candy for her. And as the captain of her team, she had her own perks, like dating the football captain. Jocks were good to go kind of boyfriends.

"I will see you in the party." Zach said after giving a peck on her lips.

"What party?" Heart was jumping on the thought of her boyfriend throwing a party for her after all.

"The team party."

"The team party?"

"Yeah, we are throwing the party, since the game is already won." His face was glowing with the dream victory, but hers was lost in that shine, she laughed with him as well. But, somewhere deep in her heart, she was craving for him to remember that it wasn't just any victory day for him, but also her birthday.

[***]

"Caroline, you are no fun. When did you became so bore?" Zach was drunk, and Caroline was pissed. Not only did her boyfriend forgot her birthday, but also ignored her just for flirting with other cheerleaders.

It wasn't even an hour or so, and she left the party, without telling anyone. Not that her boyfriend was paying any attention to what she was up to. One less person in his party. He won't even notice it. And the thought was aching in her heart. She came out of the place, and all he cared was about his friends. Sometimes she felt like she never really belongs in this city and with these people, especially with Zach.

She looked for her cellphone in her purse, thinking of calling her mom, but her brain reminded her that she must be in her late night shifts… she hated it to the core of her heart. Not because her mother was on patrol, but for the fact that she was on patrol on her own daughter's birthday. She hated it because, her mom had time for the city but not for her. And the only person who could have loved her more than anyone was gone. He left her mother for some other guy,and she was left behind… just like she always had been.

She didn't realize and she was around the corner from her parked car, which was the moment when she felt a shadow following her. Her steps should have been faster, but instead they slowed down. Too scared to blink her eyes, she turned around, staring in the dark alley.

Her heart started to come to a normal pace when she figured it was just a small kitten looking for food in the dumpster.

Is it possible to be touched by a shadow and feel wonders of the world?

Her eyes were wide once again on the feeling, the sudden breeze, the cold touching her skin.

But, there was still nothing around her. Just an abandoned street, with her standing in the middle of the night. Maybe there was no one. However, she couldn't help but to stare back in the dark alley, the place where she thought she saw two twinkling stars.

She wondered for the first time if stars can have a color of green.

[***]

"Mystic Falls?" Caroline followed her mother into the kitchen.

"Yeah, Mystic Falls."

"Why?"

"Because I have to go there."

"Didn't we left that place because you never wanted to stay there?" She waited for an answer which looked like an empty air around them. "Mom… is it about dad?"

"No, it's not about him."

"Then why are we going there?."

"WE are not going anywhere. It will just be me."

"Oh, so that 'city' needs you, and you decided to run there, leaving your only teenage daughter here all alone."

"Honey, I will be back soon."

"Yeah, well… that's what Dad told me too, and look where he is now." She stomped off from the room. She was too angry to even wipe off the tears.

"Where are you going?" Her mom called her, but she didn't answer and shut the door behind while going out of the house.

She took the car to stall around. Her car speed was accelerating exponentially. She should stop any minute, but, she wanted to take her mind off of everything happening around her. She wasn't damaged, then why were every single person in her life treating her like the dirt on the road?

She slowed down after riding for almost an hour or so and pulled the car in a gas station she saw first.

Maybe standing in the empty space would help her clear her thoughts, since driving didn't do the work.

It was a windy day, and her hair kept on coming in her eyes.

"Ugh, seriously!" She grumbled.

A chuckled voice came from the right corner behind her.

She turned around to see the hooded guy standing like six feet away from her.

"Is this funny to you?" She demanded to the faceless stranger.

Instead of replying, he just walked away.

"Hey… I am talking to you." She followed.

He turned around the corner, slipping away something from his pocket.

"Hello… you dropped something." She shouted, but he didn't stop. And when she turned around the corner, she had lost him.

The shiny object was left there on the road. She took it in her hand and started examining it.

A small snow-globe chain ring. She rolled it in her hand. She could clearly see a replica of a small town inside it, with the words 'Mystic Falls' imprinted on it.

"Like I am not getting enough of this stupid town."

Saying out loud, she raised her hand to threw that thing in the dumpster right there.

However, something inside her stopped her…. as if for some reason, she was meant to find it. So she just kept it.

"I will return it to him, whenever I find him."

The only problem was she never saw his face.

[***]

Another party. This time it was her throwing it, and it was freaking awesome. After all it was HER party. She never fails to bring perfection in anything.

She was laughing, and totally buzzed.

"Isn't it FAD?" Brenda came towards her with her peacock mask on her eyes.

"Is it a news to you?" Caroline responded.

"Masquerade party is the best one. I am look at all those meat walking in a tux. I just wanna take a bite of them."

"You still can, hun."

"But, how will I know how he looks?" Brenda pouted.

"That's the thing about a masquerade party." She took her glass of beer and walked towards .

"And what is that?" Brenda asked shouting her throat out.

"You don't have to see the face."

[***]

Just like an hour back, she didn't think that she will feel sour, and annoyed and pissed. But, now she is. And the credit goes to her jackass of a boyfriend, Zach.

Maybe she could ignore the flirty little thing he do with other girls. Okay, scratch that. She never could ignored it. It made her way too insecure in her relationship, but now he was kissing someone else, and it was ticking her nerve.

It was her fifth cup of beer.

"You shouldn't drink that much, you know." A voice came from her left side.

"And why do you care?"

No response.

She turned her head to look at him, 5'11" feet tall, brown hair, a well tailored black suit that was fitting perfectly on his lean body. He had thick black mask which was covering up half of his face.

"I just know that you deserve better than THAT." He pointed at Zach, making a face.

"And how do you know THAT?"

She didn't took her eyes away from him. More like she couldn't.

He turned his head in her direction as well.

"Because, you are… you."

The music was loud in the hall, but it wasn't for her. The epicenter of her thoughts became the words he just said. No one has ever said anything like that to her. And for some weird reason, she felt like those words were not so alien for her.

The good thing about the Masquerade party is you don't have to see the face. But, she wanted to see the face behind it so bad.

"Do I know you?"

"Doesn't look like that."

A vague answer… so she modified her previous question. "Do you know me?"

A smile lingered on his lips when he said, "Everyone knows you Caroline."

Caroline…. Her name felt so good in his voice.

She shook her head. She should be feeling sad because her boyfriend didn't care for her.

And all she could think was the cologne he was wearing.

"Where are you going?" She shouted when started walking away.

He didn't answer.

Seems like his usual way.

"I asked you a question." She came out of the party, walking on the grass towards him.

"Going for a walk." He said while walking.

"Who are you?" She couldn't resist to ask.

He stopped at his place, and slowly turned around to see her.

"I thought that was all the point of a Masquerade party, Caroline."

"Which is?" She prompted.

"You don't have to know the face." He tilted his head a little, which made the spike on his hair showing the edges in the starlight.

"But, you know me!"

"Yes."

"And I don't even know who you are… that isn't fair." She pouted crossing the arms across her chest.

He turned around, walking slowly in a backward motion. "Life isn't fair Caroline."

She followed.

"It's not a big town you know. I can easily guess your identity."

"Be my guest!"

She huffed. Caroline is anything but patient right now.

"Mike?" "Nope" "Ren" "Nope." "Tom." "No" "Ken."

"I am not a barbie, Caroline."

He was still ahead of her, walking at a regular pace.

"Stefan."

For a miniscule of the second, she thought he turned his head slightly in her direction. He didn't stop walking.

Neither did she.

"Isn't Stefan kind of an old name?"

"Heyyyy, I like that name!"

"You do?" Even though she couldn't see his face in the moonless night, she could feel his curled up lips with her last statement.

"Well.. yeah." She waited for more response…. There wasn't any. "So, are you gonna tell me or not?"

She stopped. So did he.

He stopped as well. "Some mysteries should be left unresolved." He whispered to himself, so low that only he could hear it.

"Fine, I will just call you Stefan then… unless you want to be called someone else?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Whatever you like Caroline."

He stood there hearing her footsteps coming towards her.

"Then Stefan it is." She smiled under the shadow of the tree beneath which they were standing right now. The house had a big garden… good for them for stalling.

A cold breeze, the feeling of someone watching started to invade into her.

"What was that?" She looked around, trying to concentrate on the object shuffling the dry leaves on the ground.

She looked at him, who was scanning the place, as if searching for something. The playful charisma on his face was lost and turned into full alert mode.

"I have to go." he said, while his eyes were still fixed far away.

"What? Where?"

"I shouldn't be here. i shouldn't have come here." He was muttering constantly, scolding himself.

"Hey…" She was about to say more than that, but held her arms tightly, and looked deep in her eyes.

His eyes were so green and so brown, that they became hypnotizing.

"Look into my eyes."

He didn't need to ask that.

"You were tired of the party"

"I was tired of the party." She heard herself saying the words robotically.

"So, you decided to walked to your house."

"I decided to walk to my house."

"We never talked…."

"We never talked"

"You never followed me outside."

"I never followed you outside."

"And…" he stopped. Finding it hard to say it out loud. "You never met me."

"I never met you."

"Oh and one more thing…"

He whispered the last few words.

With the swift wind…. he was gone.

[***]

Caroline took out her mask, and put that on her dressing table. She remembers walking to the house, the only thing she couldn't understand was why she walked if she took her car over there.

That and the piece of a black feather in the grip of her palms. She opens her jewelry box and kept it inside, like it belongs over there.

[***]

Caroline walked to the school, since she forgot her car parked somewhere near the pub.

"Hey, I was looking for you. Where were you gone missing yesterday?" Zach stopped her in the middle of the hallway.

"As if you care."

"Hey babe… now don't act like this."

"Get out of my way because we are over." She pushed him aside and tried to walk passed him. But he held her hand.

She never realized anything that happened in the split second, and when her anger raised so high that she turned around and punched straight on his face with her close fist.

The whole school stopped around them, while she saw Zach's nose bleeding with red.

"I, uh…" She was shocked, because the girly little Caroline had never done this before.

[***]

"Please tell me you didn't?" Brenda rushed into the washroom.

"I so did." Caroline had been standing there for God knows how long. "He came on my face, and then I tried to walk past him, and then he stopped me, and I got so angry, it's like I never realized why I did what I did."

"And did it felt good."

"So… damn… good. I mean I would have never done that, but it's like the feeling I got. I felt so relieved, because I realized something." She stared at her reflection in the mirror.

"And what is that?"

"I deserve better than him."

[***]

Year 2010,
Chicago

"So, what are you doing here again?" The girl asked the not so cheery Caroline.

"Visiting a cousin." She yawned. "You are Stefannie right?"

"Right." The girl rolled her eyes. "How the hell did you got lost in this city?"

"I have a.., uh, problem of wandering around."

"That's a bad one though. Nights can be weirdly dangerous you know."

Caroline laughed at her. "I am a big girl, and I can take care of myself."

"Sure, you can." She responded.

"You are not going to abandon me in the middle of the road, are you?" She was plain serious.

"Even if I want to, I won't. "

"But, seriously though what is with people not telling me their names?" Caroline muttered.

"Who didn't tell you?"

"Well, there is you, whom I just gave a random name…"

"And?" she looked at Caroline through the corner of her eyes.

"And… " Caroline was confused, it's like the moment, the name was right there on the tip of her tongue, and now it's gone. "Well… there are many more."

"Mystery is fun, isn't it. Anyways… your address is right there."

"Thanks." Caroline jumped out of her car.

"I thought you wanted to know my name?" The girl smiled at her.

"Are you going to tell me though?"

"Raina." She said with the smile so bright on her lips.

"I love the name."

"Thanks… I love yours too Caroline." And she drove off.

Caroline smiled and walked towards the door when it hit her.

When did I mentioned my name to her?

Maybe she did… she was a little tipsy, that might be the reason of her losing memories.

[***]

"I am not going anywhere with you."

"Please, don't be so uptight."

"Oh… I am.. I am so not uptight. Last time I went with you, you abandoned me!" She complaint, a bit annoyed at her cousin.

"This time I won't… I promise."

She sighed…. anyways she was getting bored. So, she went along with her cousin.

[***]

"Can I get a shot of vodka please."

"And Can I get an ID on you?" The bartender studied her.

She grinned and started, "Listen.." her eyes read the tag on him. "Michael, I was brought here to have fun, and since my cousin who promised that she won't ditch me… is now M.I.A., I am left with the only thing I enjoy the most. So, will you mind?" she made her puppy eyes.

And who could have said no to that face.

"Only one." The bartender surrendered.

She smiled widely.

"I was actually about to offer you one, since you were having some difficulty getting. But, I see you managed it very well." A stranger walked towards her and without asking much.

"I don't need any saving, per se… I have charms which I can very well use for myself."

"Sure, you can." He smiled at her. "Is this seat taken?"

The British accent was fluent and eloquent.

"Aren't you a little old to flirt with me?" She raised an eyebrow, still keeping the smile on her face.

He chuckled softly. "Time and age cannot be quantify in my world, love."

"In which world do you live? Because the world where I live, time and age isn't constant."

He didn't argue. However, his eyes were constantly staring at her hands. "Nice ring." He said while observing the blue colored-stone ring she was wearing on her index finger.

"Thanks."

"Where did you get it from?"

"I don't remember, I have been wearing it since I was a kid. Anyways, why am I even telling you all this?"

He shrugged. "I am Niklaus."

"And I am not interested." She almost rolled her eyes, taking her glass of shot.

"Klaus."

Her ears were perked up on hearing that voice. Her heart was beating louder than it should have been. She turned her head to see the new person standing near the fellow Britisher she had been talking to. More like he had been talking to her.

Her eyes met his. And she saw something… Fear? Anger? Love? a surge to protect someone?

She couldn't pinpoint it.

"We have to go." His eyes drifted towards the person he came for. Klaus, he called him.

"What's the hurry Stefan. You should sit and enjoy the drinks and say hello to this lovely companion sitting right next to me."

She kept staring at him, and he kept his eyes away from her. "Hi." She prompted. She wouldn't mind being interested in him.

5'11" Tall, brown spiky hair, a olive skin toned, mainly because of the sun tan, he looked extra gorgeous. He was wearing a black colored jacket with a grey shirt underneath.

"Hello." He replied after a minute or so.

"Wanna join for drinks?" She asked.

"No… I can't."

He said no straight to her face, and something inside her crushed.

"Do you really wanna have drink with me?" He smiled at her devilishly. Or at least he was trying to. She should be scared of the look he gave her. The vibe of a psycho killer.

But, her heart was calm.

"I am kind of a… private drinker." He whispered right in her ears. And the shivers left her throat.

"Stefan… don't go all ripper on her."

She heard the British one saying.

"What? I thought she wasn't interested in you."

"I am not." she nodded.

"See." Stefan (the name she heard for that face, so she went along) said. "The backside of this place is really good. And I can show you…. if you want."

It wasn't the question he asked, but the way he asked.

He looked dangerous. The crazy in his eyes. But, she didn't. Something inside her keeping her from doing so.

"Come." His eyes wandered all over her, as if scanning and taking the x-ray of her body. She felt naked under his gaze, but she couldn't help herself. As if she was hypnotized by his green eyes.

He took her hand and guided through the crowd. She heard the grumbled voice from Klaus behind them, but he didn't stop them.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"You will know it soon."

He took her in between the crowd with the loudest noise ever on this planet. Once they were far away from where they left his friend, he turned her around and pushed her to the corner wall.

He was standing dangerously close to her, so close that she could feel the heat radiating through his jacket.

He looked around them, as if his every action was being examined, and then he looked in her eyes.

He tilted his head, and brought his lips closer to her neck.

She closed her eyes. But the lips kept hovering over there, as if he didn't want to let it go and just get lost in the moment.

They stood there like that for some minutes or so, his lips still a centimeter away from her skin.

She saw him bringing his head up to her level.

"He is gone now." He mumbled.

"Who?"

"You are gonna walk out of here, and go home. You are gonna forget that we ever met." The cornea in his eyes were playing with her.

"Did you ever removed that ring before?" He asked pointing at the blue stoned ring.

"Never ever… since I got this when I was a kid it's right there."

"And if somebody told you to remove it?"

"I am not going to…. even if they compelled me to."

He nodded. "Just in case… you know."

"In case what?"

He stared at her through his long lashes. "You can go now."

[***]

"When did you came home?" Her cousin asked once she walked into the house.

"Just like an hour before."

"Found any cute guy?" She asked smiling at Caroline.

"No… not so much." She sighed, and went back to her room. No fun whatsoever.

[***]

Year 2011,
Mystic Falls

It was the summer time, and she could never hate a sunny day. But she did…mainly because she was visiting her dad. Her father was in the hospital.

That's when she met Elena.

"Hey, long time." She said.

"How are you, Caroline?"

"I am fine" she lied. "How are you?"

"I am fine." She saw a guy coming towards their direction. Black jeans, black, shirt, a black jacket with a raven black hair.

"And you are…?" She prompted

"Damon Salvatore."

"Caroline Forbes."

"Forbes as in…"

"Forbes as in the daughter of the the guy who is inside battling for his life. I mean I thought there were no wolves in this town, where the hell did this one came from?"

"They are animals Caroline, they just roam around."

For some reason Caroline couldn't help but notice Damon observing her.

"Do you wanna say something?" She asked

"No… I was just curious that I never saw you around here."

"Yeah… I don't live here. We, uh, we shifted to another town, when I was like two years old."

"1994!" Damon said.

"Yeah."

"That's a really nice ring."

"Thanks. I don't what's in this ring, but people keep asking me about it."

"Who else asked you?" Damon inquired.

"I… I don't remember."

"Do you mind if I see it?"

"Yes."

He waited.

"I meant, yes I do mind…. this is my ring and I am not gonna remove it." She stomped off of the place, without having any further discussion.

[***]

Doctors said that her father was fine, and she was all happy. But, then the doctor said that he had not much time.

She didn't get it. He was looking perfectly fine to him, even though somebody literally stabbed him, and he was dead for a minute or so, but he came back to life. It was a miracle.

She was driving back to her dad's place, to get some essentials for his discharge.

Her eyes went wide, when she saw a person in the middle of the road. She pressed the brake hard, but it was too late.

She felt the collision.

"Oh, my God." She whispered, and opened the door of her side.

"oh my God, oh my God, oh my God."

She walked faster towards the body. "No, no, no, no, this can't be happening."

She pulled out the phone from her pocket and dialed 911.

But, before the call could have connected, her phone was snatched by some stranger.

"Hey." She shrieked at him.

He went towards the person lying on the road.

"I didn't know, I didn't saw him… and he came out of nowhere. And I, hey what are you doing?" She suddenly saw him bringing his wrist towards his mouth.

Did he just bit himself?

"What the hell are you doing?"

And then she saw it all.

His fangs coming out, piercing into his skin, the blood oozing out of the spot, him making the injured guy drink his blood. And the weird web kind of veins emerging beneath his eyes.

She saw it all.

"What the hell are you?" she whispered, glued to her position. When he turned around to look at her….

She ran…

She ran as fast as she could have had.

She can make it to her car.

She was fast.

But he was faster.

"Hey, listen."

"Stay away from me." She warned.

"Just look at that guy, I didn't do anything, he is safe." He said everything in one breathe.

He was right.

The guy was…. fine?

"What happened?" She asked

"It healed him."

"But-"

"You are going to remember that you were driving by this place, and then you hit that guy. But, nothing major happened. He just had a concussion and he was safe. And you never saw anything, you never met me. And now you will drive back home."

He was gone.

She saw him liquidized in the air, as if his body was made of the air particles.

The only thing that she couldn't understand was, whether he was giving her a warning to keep her mouth shut, or whether he was requesting her for.

Because how can she forget something like this? After all… you don't see a person getting healed magically everyday.

Maybe it was in the water of the Mystic Falls….. but, she remembered him…. The guy with the forest green eyes.

.CONTINUED