Caroline POV

Making funeral arrangements is one of the harder things in life. But it was just something you had to do when it presents itself. My mum died from cancer of all things. I am a vampire with the power to heal the sick, but I could not save my mother.

"I don't want to be a vampire Caroline. I never have. I want to die human."

"I'm so sorry mum. I'm so so sorry."

I stand by my decision. I let her die with no regrets, just like my dad.

Startling me out of my thoughts was Stefan.

"Care I'm so sorry." Silently I wrapped my arms around his built shoulders, burying my head into the crook of his neck. Keeping his arm wrapped around my waist, we walked into the Mystic Falls Church for the service.

With myself in the first row was Matt, Elena, Jeremy, Bonnie, Alaric, Damon and Stefan. The church was full, as everyone in the town knew my mum.

"And now we will have Caroline Forbes, Elizabeth's daughter to give her eulogy."

I ran a finger underneath my eyes to clear up any makeup before I walked up onto the stage, standing next to my mother's coffin. The florist did a great job with the bouquet of flowers. A beautiful display of white.

Looking up I noticed the pitiful faces the entire room was giving me. I unfolded my speech and began to speak.

"I was going to tell everyone today how much of a great person my mother was, but then I realised that for all of you to be here today, you probably know yourselves. I was not always such a great daughter to my mum, but in these last few years I have really tried to make up for the past. And I'm glad I did because these were the years that counted the most. My mother was a loyal friend, a fair sheriff and an all round good person, and I hope she will find the peace that she deserves. Thank you."

I looked up to see blue eyes staring at me from the back of the church. I kept my head down as I walked back to my seat. As the service finished, holding Stefan's hand, I followed the coffin outside to the burial site in the cemetery next door. The sight of them lowering the coffin into the ground was too much.

My throat felt thick, unable to swallow, cutting off 90% of my oxygen supply. The weight of her death finally sinking onto my heart. I tuned out the priest's prayer unable to hear anymore. I numbed. My brain didn't register anything. It was Stefan's hand that held mine that brought me out of my numb state. It was just our group left by the grave - everyone else had left.

I quickly rubbed under my eyes and walked away into the woods. I heard their whisperings behind me, discussing whether or not to follow me. I walked aimlessly into the woods. I crouched down, putting my weight into my toes. Breathe. In. Out. The struggle to breathe was overtaking my thoughts. Noises of gasping emitting from my mouth.

Suddenly, there was the sensation of someone putting their arms on my shoulders, touching my chin.

I raise my head. Blue eyes met mine.

Gasp. Gasp. "Klaus." Gasp. Gasp.

"Focus on my voice Caroline. You need to calm down. Breathe. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out." Klaus calmly kept repeating.

Closing my eyes, I felt my constricting, thick throat begin to release. My breathing calmed. I relaxed to the point my legs gave out, forcing myself to sit on the wet leaves, resting my back on a decaying log.

I felt Klaus shift, resting his back against the log, sitting by me with his legs bent, creating a shield between us and them.

Keeping my eyes closed, I rested my head on his shoulders. Tears running down my cheeks.