Chapter one:
He felt guilty for the first time in his life, regret filled him, and he couldn't bear it, not for a second. Jules took Caroline hostage and her boyfriend Brady tortures her, and he couldn't do a thing he was too proud, too selfish and just stupid, he didn't had the courage to choose a side.
Meditating the situation in his car thinking that It might be nice to get rid of the nagging guilt that had been eating him since the earlier events, but then he showed too much compassion and care and felt too much guilt for one person, an unexpected person, but why ?
Perhaps it was her smile. That all surrounding, contagious, innocent smile that he thought she seemed to save just to make him go weak. Or the way she knew when to reprimand him with the right amount of humour. The delicate friendship that they had built, that she had built, cautiously. The way he could easily get lost in her eyes for endless moments, and the fact that she wouldn't even notice because she talked so damn much.
Well, it seemed like the most beautiful things are the most unexpected.
He took the courage to step out of the car, and hesitated as he saw a light flick on in her bedroom. It was dark, he'd been arguing with himself all day about whether to face up to his mistake.
He knew she wouldn't believe his excuse. She wouldn't accept his apology. She would slam him against the wall and make him feel the pain she felt. He doubts it, but pain and anger makes us do crazy things, and that he deserved it!
Taking the first few steps towards the tree in the backyard of her house, he steadied himself for battle.
He knew that his unconsciousness was trying to find an excuse for him to get of what he had to face, the consequences. He'd dealt with his insecurities about their friendship, if that was what it was. He was here to repair it. Try and sew the pieces back together.
He brushed everything away and climbed the tree without a bit of hesitation, open the window leading to her room and just stood there waiting for nothing, longing for one thing; her.
The bathroom door opened, and she came out shirtless, barefoot with her skinny black jeans and bras to cover her up, her hair in a loose bun. Looked at him in surprise, she thought he'd have left with Jules by now, but he didn't he was there inside of her room looking at her, and she didn't care about her almost nakedness.
He didn't move he didn't dare. Every breath he took right now was taken by precaution, trying not to upset her, she looked so delicate and easy to break and everything seemed so messed up.
She was waiting for him to talk, so he took a deep breath and talked:
"Hi …. Caroline;" he said tenderly.
"Don't act like nothing happened!"
"I'm not I swear, I just want …."
"What, answers? I think you got them, so why don't you just go with your werewolf girlfriend, and leave me alone; "her eyes were burning with anger, and they were looking straight into his.
She'd just washed the wounds on her shoulders, he could see little drops of water strapped on her neck, and it smelled good.
He wanted nothing more than to just run, run away from their friendship, run from his feelings, run from what he had done, but he knew he owed her more than that. He had let her suffer at the hands of the others, he had nearly killed her. Whatever the price is, he'd pay it.
"Care… just listen to me, and then you tell me whatever you want I'll do it, I know you don't want to see my face anymore I promise you I'll leave if you want me to, but just listen to me first !" He confessed in one breath before she could even take the decision of throwing him out of the window.
She stood there staring at him, waiting for him to speak. She waned to forgive him, as much as he wanted her forgiveness, so she listened carefully.
"Listen, I know how stupid I was and I don't need to remind you, I bet you built a whole new concept on Tyler Lockwood's ego …".
"Bullshit, you just didn't have the courage to choose." She said cynically.
"… I know you hate me and you don't want to see me anymore, but just listen, nobody in the whole had ever been as sorry as I am, right now, I can do anything and everything to gain your trust again, or at least your forgiveness, I'm … " he looked into her eyes craving for forgiveness.
- " I don't hate you dumbass, I just hated the fact that you turned on me, you left me there and you just didn't do a thing, I was lying to protect my friends, can't you understand this ?" She said looking for a shirt to wear.
He had expected the worst.
She wasn't waiting for an answer to her question, she already forgave him, the minute she crossed her bathroom door and saw him standing near her window, she forgave him. Just being there feeling sorry, regretting it was enough to forgive him, she don't need a speech or anything else.
He chewed on the inside of his lip and slowly smiled,"she was too easy to love", he thought to himself and sat on the side of her bed without a word.
Things once again felt normal, but then the word normal had another definition in there case, without mentioning there current nature identities, normal meant "okay, this problem is solved lets get to the next "