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Don't Forget To Think Of Me- Chapter Seven
She wasn't really sure where the hell she was going. Bonnie pulled over on the side of the road, wiping away her tears as she slammed her fists against the steering wheel. What was she supposed to do now? Go back home to Mystic Falls and try to piece her already empty feeling life back together? Who was she going to turn to? Matt was dead, Stefan and Elena were both gone. And, Caroline...Well, last Bonnie had heard, Caroline had gone in search of Tyler- determined to make amends with him.
They were all fighting for something. For love. Bonnie sat in silence for a long time, thinking about everything they had been through in the last few years. But, mostly she thought about Damon.
Bonnie exhaled deeply, taking her cell phone out of the cup holder beside her as she dialed a familiar number and waited while the phone rang a few times. "Hello?" The voice echoed through her ear drums as she smiled and said in a soft tone. "I know that it's been a long time since we'd spoken last. Although, I just wanted to see how you were doing? Have you found him yet?"
"Caroline, please tell me that you found him." She was quiet on the other line, both of them unsure of what to say next. It had been so long since she had called Caroline like this that Bonnie wasn't really sure of what to even talk about.
"He's dead." Caroline's voice cracked as she choked back tears. Saying it out loud was something that she had been struggling with for a few weeks and now, it felt like it was some sort of release. The truth was out. Tyler Lockwood was dead and there was nothing that she could do about it. "He got attacked in Louisiana near a bayou and he never really recovered. I'm starting to speculate that Klaus had something to do with this. So, that's what I've been trying to figure out. Starting to wish that I could do a locator spell on Klaus Mikaelson…" Her voice trailed off as Bonnie saw her opening. "You should come back home. I could help you with that."
She was silent for a few minutes, contemplating the idea of being back in Mystic Falls after so many years. Caroline Forbes was living a comfortable life in Dallas, Texas before she went in search of Tyler. But, she had promised herself that if and when she found him that afterwards, she'd go straight back to Texas and settle down there. As far as she was concerned, she wanted nothing to do with the small dingy town any longer.
"Listen, it doesn't need to be forever. It can just be for a few weeks. Please, Caroline." She could sense the begging tone in her voice as Caroline calmly agreed to come back home just for a little while. But, that she needed to finish up some business before she left. "Fine, maybe it'll be good for me to get away from everything for a bit." She stated, telling Bonnie that she had to go. Although, she'd be in touch during the week.
"You're still here." Stefan grumbled under his breath as he lifted his arm up from underneath Elena's head, which felt like a dead weight. He was surprised to see her still curled up against him, one of her eyes open wide as the other was still shut and she gave him a sleepy grin. "Yeah, I'm still here." She yawned, moving away from him as she readjusted herself and fell back against his chest. Being with Stefan like this was strange and yet, it felt familiar and safe. Which was exactly what Elena needed. She felt his hand slip into her hair as she sighed out a deep breath. Stefan leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "Are you hungry? I mean, all I have in the fridge are a bunch of blood bags. But, I can go to the store and get you some food, make something for you to eat." He suggested, thinking about how all he wanted to do was keep her with him for as long as he could.
Elena nodded, wanting to agree to it. However, she remembered quietly that she still was technically dating her boyfriend and with that, she knew that she had to go talk to him about her newly found relationship with the handsome, Dr. Salvatore.
"I would love to stay. But, I really should go settle things with Harper. Since, he's still my boyfriend." Elena pointed out as Stefan's hand fell to his side, the facial expression on his face was filled with hurt. Yet, he understood why she needed to do it. Just picking up and leaving was never something that Elena Gilbert did lightly. Besides, it wasn't fair to the man that had stood by her side over the last six years.
"Yeah, okay." Stefan replied, watching while Elena turned back to look at him, a smile lingering across her tired features. "You don't need to worry, I'll be back." She reassured him, taking a hold of his hand as she leaned into kiss him sweetly. Elena backed away as Stefan lifted his hand up and caressed her cheek. He was smiling too, still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that she was still sitting in front of him, even after all these years.
"I'll be back around 8:30 tonight. I promise." Elena told him, getting up from the couch as Stefan leaned back into the cushions and sighed out a breath. He watched her pick up her things, glancing back at him every so often. "I've missed you." Stefan smiled, watching as she rummaged through her things. Elena bent down, dropping her scarf on to the floor and just as she got back up, Stefan stood in front of her.
"What is it?" Elena asked, hoping that she hadn't forgotten something. He must have sensed it because the look on her face was one of confusion again. Stefan grabbed a hold of her hand, caressing her wrist as she felt her stomach drop. "I'm not going to hurt you." He promised, extending out her fingers as he placed something inside of them and he watched her look down at the jewelry in her palm.
"My necklace from high school?" Elena asked, a wide smile spreading across her face as Stefan nodded. "I thought it was gone. Burnt in a fire?" She questioned as he ran his hand through his hair. It was a long story as to how he had found it and brought it back to town.
"I kept it after I found it while I was gone. When I was with Klaus, thousands of miles away from you. It was a reminder of my humanity, of everything that I couldn't lose…" His voice trailed off as Elena inhaled sharply, the smile diminished from her face as he placed his hands on both of her cheeks and stared deeply into her eyes. "I loved you then and I still love you now. You need to know that. You're my touch stone, Elena. You always bring me back from the edge and that's what I'm trying to do for you." He told her as she gave him a weakened smile and leaned over to kiss his lips. Elena stared into his green eyes cautiously as she stated with a confident tone. "I love you too."
"Harper!" Elena called out, opening the door to their apartment just slightly as she noticed him sitting on the couch, his back was turned away from her and the room felt cold. The inside of her stomach twisted in knots, something wasn't right and she knew it. Harper would have never left the door open like this and two different windows just letting the breeze in.
"Harper!" Elena called out again, slowly walking towards him as she heard a liquid noise of something dripping on to the floor. Elena looked up at him. His eyes were wide open, blood dripped from his hands and he clearly looked as if he was mauled by something around his neck. Looking around the room, Elena felt uneasy and scared. She quickly closed the windows and turned on all the lights inside of the apartment. Harper was dead and her heart hurt for him. A knock on the door startled her as one of their next door neighbors asked if everything was alright. Elena rushed to it, closing the door gently behind her while the old woman tried to look inside. "I heard a racket inside and I was afraid that something terrible happened." She explained, trying to get answers as to what was really going on. Elena extended out her hands, placing them onto the old woman's. It was times like these that she wished she could compel people to forget what they had seen or heard. Yet, she needed to know exactly what had happened. "Did you hear something?" Elena asked her, watching the old woman look around, leaning in forward as she said with a soft tone. "I saw a man, young looking- mid 30s maybe, he was talking on his cell phone and then he knocked on your apartment door. He had this British accent, called himself Julian. It sounded as if he was looking for you because he asked your boyfriend about where you were. Then, what sounded like a scuffle ensued." She elaborated. Elena shrugged her shoulders, confused as to what this person would want.
"What else did he say?" She asked as the woman shook her head. "I can't remember" She recalled, glancing down at the ground for a few minutes before she sighed deeply and added in. "He said that it was payback for Klaus Mikealson."
"Klaus?" Elena questioned, watching the woman shake her head as she shyly began closing the door behind her. "Please, ma'am wait!" Elena urged on as the woman spoke with a staggered tone. "I've already said too much. Goodbye now Miss Gilbert." She said, quickly locking the door as Elena leaned her head against it and then pushed herself away. She needed to call Stefan before anyone else got suspicious as to where and why Harper was missing and found dead in an apartment they shared.
Elena's trembling hands shook as she dialed his number and he picked up promptly. "Hey, what's going on?" He asked as Elena began pacing the floor. She wasn't really sure how she was supposed to tell him that Klaus seemed on a revenge streak.
"Harper's dead. I went back to my apartment to tell him and I found him in the living room. He was mauled by a vampire, Stefan. I just know it and-." Stefan cut her off as he exhaled sharply. It was a revenge plot for him leaving Klaus behind and turning on his humanity. Over the last few months Stefan had heard that Klaus was on a new bender, looking for someone new and willing to help him take back New Orleans and since the only person he could think of was Stefan. Klaus was clearly out, sending a message to him to be prepared for his arrival.
"It's Klaus." He replied, hearing Elena sob into the phone as he told her to go back into the apartment and wait for him. "I'll be there soon, I promise." He added on, trying to reassure her that everything was going to be okay and that he wasn't going to allow anyone to hurt her or someone else she cared for.
The bar smelled like booze and the music blared loudly as Caroline made her way inside. She'd been driving for hours and she was in desperate need of something strong. The atmosphere around her made her feel uneasy as she took a seat and waved over the bartender, watching as the smiley blonde approached her and threw a towel over her shoulder. "Hi there! So, what will it be?" She asked, smiling the whole time.
Caroline squinted her eyes, glancing at her name tag before she spoke. "Camille." Caroline smiled, leaning forward as she locked eyes on to the young girl and grabbed her wrist. "I'm famished." She added on, attempting to compel her just as she heard a loud booming voice coming up from behind her. The sound of it made her stomach churn and her blood boil.
"Now, now. Caroline Forbes, didn't your mother tell you never eat the help?" Klaus asked, smirking as he sat beside her, taking the bourbon bottle from back behind the counter as Caroline watched on. Her mouth formed a straight line as she gave him a disgusted look. "You don't seem that happy to see me." He observed as she jumped up from her seat, suddenly Caroline had her hands wrapped around his neck and she was pressing all of her weight against his body as he gently pushed her off and coughed out a breath. "Well, that answer's my question!" He exclaimed, fixing his shirt as he popped the kink in his neck as he told her sweetly. "Welcome to New Orleans, love."
Caroline shook her head, tears welling up into her eyes as she spat out at him. "Don't do that! Don't act like you didn't kill him. Because, I know you did. You killed Tyler, Klaus and I'm here to watch you suffer!" Caroline disclosed, staring him down as he gave her perplexed look.
"What are you talking about you?" He asked as she lunged at him again, this time she was stopped by one of his witches, causing her to have a splitting headache and fall to the ground within seconds.
"Tyler's dead, Klaus and everything I know led me to you. So, I'm here to kill you, make you suffer like you did to him." Caroline shouted at him, watching as Klaus allowed her words to sink in. This was it, he thought. She hated him and she was going to be the one to put a white oak steak through his heart.
"Caroline," Klaus paused, helping her up as she glared at him and pushed him away. "I didn't kill Tyler. I heard about him being attacked though. But, I swear to you that it wasn't me." He confessed, watching as she inhaled deeply and allowed the tears to cascade down her cheeks.
"What?" She questioned, sounding even more heart broken than before. Klaus nodded his head, swearing that it wasn't him. However, that while she was in New Orleans, he'd help her find out who did.
A/N: Well, things just got interesting! ;)
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