I cringe inside as I make the decision of a lifetime.

Damon or Stefan?

Right now, I'll say Stefan.

Because, let's face it, I'm scared.

It's a big leap of faith to choose Damon.

It's risky and reckless.

But, it could also be everything I've ever wanted.

This all happened because I let my guard slip.

I shouldn't have kissed him when I thought he was dying.

And I shouldn't have wanted it to happen again.

I promised myself that I'd only do it once, indulge in Damon's kisses.

But, I just couldn't do it.

He was too good.

I was too inexperienced.

And now, I'm left conflicted.

So when he asks, "If it was just down to him and me and you had to make a choice who got the goodbye, who would it be?"

I tell him the truth.

"He came into my life at a time when I needed someone and I fell for him instantly."

And I silently added, But, I wish you'd come into my life earlier.

If he had, maybe we would be together.

And with that thought in mind, the car went over the bridge.

Now, maybe I wouldn't have to make the choice.

Fate had decided for me.