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.
