AN: Dedicted to bluestriker666 for throwing Matt's name into the mix. He didn't see the dance, but come on, you know Caroline told him every little detail.
Warnings: Matt says "ass" a lot, in reference to Damon. -shrug- It happens.
Disclaimer: I don't own he Vampire Diaries and the title of this chapter is totally taken from the books, which I also don't own.
Salvatore As In Savior
Caroline was a chaotic mix of raging and conflicting emotions when she told meabout Elena and Damon's dance. She was jealous and surprised and confused. Me? I'm just...numb.
I don't like Damon. I think he' an ass. I thought so when he was seeing Caroline. I thought so when I started seeing him around Elena. I really thought so when he was making out with my mother. And that seems to be the gerneral consenus: ass. Arrogant, narcissistic, ass. But he helped Elena. He didn't have to. There wasn't anything in it for him, cause no way is Elena sleeping with him. Not happening. And that's kinda a not-ass thing to do. Don't get me wrong, I still don't like him. And I'm pretty sure he's still an ass. But maybe he's an ass like Tyler's an ass. A harmless, kinda stupid ass that always does the wrong thing except for when he sometimes, just sometimes, gets it right.
I'm almost glad Stefan and Damon came to Mystic Falls now. They managed to live up to their names: Elena's saviors. Even if I wanted to be the one to do it, I couldn't; but they did. Stefan came and swept Elena's pain and grieve away with a gentle love that even I couldn't resent him for. Damon scooped up everything that frightened her and scared it far, far away. Even a spurned dolt like me can see it, the way those two have become her entire world. She's not shutting us out, but something somewhere changed and the rest of us don't quite fit into her life the way we used to.
She seems to have this whole secret life with the brothers now, hiding something away from the rest of us. There are these moments where she looks at Damon like she's terrified of him, moments where she looks at Stefan like she doesn't know he is. And moments where she looks at Damon like he could be her everything, moments where she looks at Stefan like she's waiting for him to be more.
And I can be okay with that. I can be okay with only knowing half the girl I once knew better than herself. I can let Stefan and Damon swoop in and be her white and black knights. I can be okay with this, with them.
As for Caroline's whole threesome theroy? Ridiculous. Elena would never cheat. And neither Stefan nor Damon look the type to share. Not that I blame them. You either love someone or you don't. And even if you think you love them both, you couldn't hurt someone you love so selfishly. Sometimes love really does mean letting go.
I would know.