AN: I own nothing but my words.
This is my first drabble, I hope you like it, despite all the angst in it. :)
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In that moment, time stopped; she was frozen and couldn't make out anything apart from the sharp pain in her heart followed by darkness.
When she regained her senses and opened her eyes, Caroline was shocked. Klaus was kneeling on the ground in front of her with a dead body on his arms—
—Her dead body.
Her mind went blank for a moment, she was dead. Dead. Again. For real this time, there was going back. The stake on her heart and the gray color of her skin were proof of that.
She looked at the man on floor, holding her body tightly, eyes wide, pleading; tears streaming down his cheek. Her heart sunk and she swallowed dry, he looked so sad, so lost, she hated to see him like that.
She knelt in front of him and reached out to touch his cheek, but she found out she couldn't, she couldn't feel him anymore. She couldn't cup him cheek and tell him that she was there for him, just like she did many times before, whenever he was feeling lonely. She couldn't caress his hair and tell him everything would be alright—even if she knows it won't—just like she used to do whenever something was bothering him. She couldn't hold him in her arms, kiss his hair and give him comfort; like she did every time he was reminded of something he loved and lost—
—Because now he lost her.
Caroline could hear his heart shattering; she could see the light slowly abandoning his eyes until there was no more left. And there was nothing she could do, but watch the man she loves get even more broken, more damaged and dark than ever. She couldn't save him now, Klaus—her Klaus—was completely lost.
She knows that many people—innocent people—will lose their lives tonight, just like she did.
So she cries, for him, for her, for them, for all the innocents that would be unlucky enough to cross his path in this faithful night. She cries for all she could've seen, but never did. She cries for all the things she could've done, but never did. She cries for the words she wanted to say, but would never have the opportunity to do it. She cries for her friends and for her mom. And she cries for the loneliness she would have to live in now.
This wasn't how things were supposed to be. She was supposed to have forever. But, hey, when has life been fair to her, anyway? She shouldn't be surprised that things took the worst path for her.
She sighed and leaned in closer to his ear.
"I love you," she whispered. "I love you so much. I wish I could wake up now, in our bed, and realize that it was all a horrible nightmare. But this is real, it's really happening, and I just wanted you to know that I'll always be here, looking after you, even if you can't see me, nor hear me. I'll be here, okay? You're not alone."
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