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It was a game of manipulation. That's all it was to them, Caroline thought. She tried to manipulate him for Tyler's sake, and he her because he was just sick and psychopathic. He said before that he didn't want another love sick fool around him but he lied. That's all he wanted, and that's why he'd never have her heart. If she could help it.

She needed to call it off with Tyler, it wasn't fair that she was treating him this way. It would be better, that way she could still help him without the extra helping of guilt she felt for betraying him. She really hoped that in this case the ends justified the means.

...

News travelled fast. 'I'm sorry to hear the bad news Caroline.'' She ignored him continuing to walk on the route to her house from Bonnie's. He realised that she wouldn't talk about it so he tried again.
''I don't understand why you've walked in human speed the whole time.'' She rolled her eyes, of course he wouldn't.
''I used to walk this way when I was human. I don't expect you to understand.'' He felt a twinge of hurt, and pain at the remembrance of his human life. There was no arrogance in his voice when he said ''I do understand. I used to walk this way to you know. I used to meet girls by that forest there.''
She scoffed, ''yeah you're one hell of a Casanova.''
He smiled, ''I don't know where that expression came from. I knew Casanova. He was gay.''
She raised her eyebrows and laughed, '''no way!'' then she remembered herself and who she was talking to and her laughter turned to a sigh.
''We also used to come to the forest to see the wolves, even though it was forbidden. Then we gazed at the stars.''
''I never really got star gazing. It looks like just a bunch of dots to me.'' ''A bunch of dots?'' he said incredulously. She continued to look at him indifferently, watching as a smile crept up on his face. It was a truly child like smile, full of joy and innocence, but she knew she could never trust it. Not ever.
He took her hand and cupped it in both of his, ''will you let me show you?'' he asked tentatively. She rolled her eyes, she doubted he'd take no for an answer anyway. He never had before. She sighed, not like she had anything better to do. At least he wasn't asking her to go drain innocent people. She took comfort in the fact that as long as he was with her, other people wouldn't be in danger. 'Go on then.''
He took her hand and guided her to a clearing in the forest; she was surprised that he didn't morph into vamp speed like he usually did. He was patient as she stumbled a few times in her heeled boots. He didn't want to rush and spoil this moment. He wanted to treasure every second that he was in her presence, and pay homage to his human life.
Once he was satisfied with a spot where there was a clear view of the night sky, he removed some branches that were on the ground and sat down. She lay down next to him, consciously keeping a safe distance from him. She looked up at the stars, they were pretty for sure but it just looked like a messy array to her.
''Try to imagine a shape.'' he said softly. She sighed, "ooh look! A sheep'' she said half sarcastically. He laughed, and the childlike carefree manner returned. It was like he really did suffer from multiple personality disorder. That or it was an act.
''I can see your face in the stars.''
''What? You're lying!'' He smiled, ''you can see any shape you want if you know where to look. Here, I'll show you.'' He took her fingers with his hand gently and pointed it to the sky. ''There's the outline of your face,'' he said, as he guided her hand from star to star and tracing the pattern. She took note of every star they crossed, highlighting it in her mind. Then he filled in her facial features and lastly her hair. She gasped in shock. She looked way prettier in the stars than she did in real life. Did he really see in that way? She became aware of the fact that their hands were still touching. He took her hand and raised it to his lips, leaving a light butterfly kiss on them. Their faces were so close that they could kiss but that gesture brought her crashing down to reality.
''You shouldn't do that,'' she said angrily, as she threw his hand away. ''Just wave your hands, do something sweet and expect people to drop everything to be at your disposal. I can't forget everything you've done!'' She got up off the ground as he sat up, looking at her with sad, pensive eyes.
''Do you think a man can be capable of change?'' he asked.
Caroline used to think so, Tyler was a d-bag with anger problems before, he learned composure and turned out to be sweet and caring. But Tyler hadn't murdered god knows how many innocents over the years.
''I think a man can change, if he wants it bad enough. But you're not a man. You're a monster.'' Without knowing the full effects on her words, she left him, vamp speeding out of the forest.

He couldn't respond to that. He knew he was a monster and not just physically. That's why everyone left him, why no one loved him. For a thousand years he'd walked the earth not giving a damn about anyone else, killing and using people for his own selfish needs. He didn't regret it though, because it would all lead him here to Mystic Falls. He could afford to let his guard down now that his family was unlinked and out of danger.
He looked at the stars, seeing her face, as he dwelled on her words, 'a man can change if he wants it bad enough,' he didn't know about that. He wanted to, but spending a thousand years as selfish and murderous was more than a bad habit. It was second nature to him.
And if he changed, what then? They walk out into the sunset together? He knew she would never forgive him for what he'd done, and he didn't blame her. He was an idiot for thinking he could have a claim on her. She was above him in all senses.
He didn't want to taint her with his association, or be the reason she felt disgusted with herself. He should just count his losses whilst trying to do one good thing before he moved on. ''Farewell sweet Caroline,'' he whispered up to the stars as he departed from this now precious forest.