Last thoughts of a girl who tried to be deep

Fandom: Vampire Diaries (TV series)
Rating: pg
Genre: angst, character exploration, AU
Characters/Pairings: Caroline
Any warnings: character death
Disclaimer: Vampire Diaries (TV show) and its characters aren't mine. I only write fan fiction for fun and entertainment.
A/N: Dedicated to my friends who actually watch VD... for the upcoming break. A little something, as an early Christmas-present.

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What it would have been like to not meet Stefan or Damon Salvatore, wondered Caroline as she lay forgotten on the floor in her parents living room, slowly bleeding to death.

Maybe she could have gotten together with a nice boy... someone like Matt Donavon. A boy, who was caring, loved his girlfriend and tried to understand her. A boy, who would do anything to make her happy, never letting her walk home alone, always there when she didn't feel too good.

Instead she had at first had a crush on a guy like Stefan Salvatore, who only had eyes for Elena. A guy who ignored her, and didn't really care for anybody who got hurt if they didn't carry the name 'Elena' and had brown long beautiful hair.

Ok, so maybe even Matt cared for Elena as much as Stefan did, but at least with him, knew Caroline, that it was only an infatuation. A simple crush that would dim over time until nothing more than affection and nostalgia was left years after that. Not the near obsession like state that Stefan and Damon seemed to have with her brunet friend.

Damon Salvatore was another painful subject that could have been avoided if Stefan hadn't come to Mystic Falls because of his obsession and hadn't therefore rejected her, mussed Caroline slowly feeling colder by the minute.

Damon had been the first man to ever love her in a way that swept her off her feet. And for a short while Caroline had believed that she was truly in love and happy. Only the feeling she had was nothing more than deception of the true situation. She was nothing more to Damon than a time-filler. He too was infatuated and near obsessed with Elena; and all because she looked like his true love Catherine.

The world just wasn't fair mussed Caroline, now breathing faster. How else could she explain that Damon had sired someone like Vicky, while she was left as nothing more than a bed-warmer. A warm body Damon used to feed on when ever he was hungry.

She was sure that he wouldn't even care that his crazy 'daughter' had come here and attacked her, wounding her, and leaving her to slowly bleed out...

So, this is it... thought Caroline as darkness slowly crept in on her. Her vision dimmed slowly and all she could think about was that she felt sorry for her mother because she would find her like this at home. Maybe her father and Steve could mop the floor before her mother came back home...