Author's Note: This story came to me when I was listening to Jason Derulo's song What if. I always that maybe Rose would've been the one for him, and it's sad they never got the chance to try so I wrote this extremely short story about what went one in Damon's mind that night. Enjoy (get some tissues)
Disclaimer: I don't own The Vampire Diaries.
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Don't know what tomorrow brings
but I'm still hoping,
that you are the one for me
Oh and what if i had you and what you had me and baby whats the reason, we cant fall in love?
What if..?
What if..?
What if..?
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I stood above Roses grave thinking what would've happened if she wouldn't have gotten bit. What if she would've been completely fine. There were so many what if's as I stood over her with tears running down my cheeks. I loved her, she was the first one since the whole Katherine vs. Elena deal. I thought ahead of myself, with me and Rose. I could have been happy, so happy with her. We could have had our own little house, without the worries and terrors that she's had to live with for so long. I could have protected her from all the demons that still haunted her, it would've been would have a wedding, and beautiful moments that only we knew about. Our life would have been great together. But I failed to protect her, and broke my promise to her. I let her die, and I'm the one that had to end it. That's what hurt me the most, if I wouldn't have been the one to have to kill her it wouldn't have been as bad. It still would've hurt like hell, but it had to be me to kill her...
Then I asked myself what if I would have been the one to get bitten. She would be fine, and it would have been me in that hole and not her. It would have been better if it was me, because she will be missed, no one would've cared if I died. They would be glad if I was gone, one less problem. I stared down at the first girl that I was allowed to love, and knew I would never allow myself to do that again. When I love people they die, it was always my fault. I would never get close to someone like that again. I knelt down allowing the tears that I've been keeping in for over a century spill over, I sobbed letting the tears run down my cheeks and eventually drop down on her. I wiped them away angrily. I wasn't this person who cried out all his problems. But now, it seemed when it came down to it, I didn't give a damn. I was at loss, and it hurt like hell. Why was it always me? I asked myself, knowing I wouldn't get an answer. I never expect that answer to come to me after asking it thousands of times, you give up on an answer.
I stood up picking up the shovel, I looked down at her one last time.
"I love you, my Rose." I said. Then I finished burying her, it seemed to take forever. With each shovelful it broke my heart even more, with every shovelful I lost her more.
I walked away that night with tears falling down my cheeks, and all the What ifs attacking my mind.
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But we cant,
we cant tell,
the future no
but that's just, the beauty of the world we know
So imma say du du duduu duduu
Baby, what if
We could all say du du duduu duduu
Baby what if
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