Chapter 9
A dozen thoughts ran through Caroline's mind. At the forefront of it all was her best friend. Without thinking twice, she had already ran up to her side and offered her punctured wrist. It would've been the last option for Bonnie, but it was the only thing she could do. Caroline could not see her friend's chest move, nor could she hear the tell tale beat of her heart.
Different could be said for Dean Winchester, his wounds have sealed and his heart beat purposefully strong. For a moment Caroline felt bitterness towards the man, it all changed as she saw his brother kneeling over him, a sigh of relief escaping his lips.
She had looked away when his hazel eyes fell on hers.
Why, she would stress about it later. Now, her friend's life is at stake. Elena was shaking Bonnie unceremoniously on the floor. Caroline's blood was dripping over her friend's face, her previous worry was now escalating into a full-blown panic. Quickly noticing that her wrist had sealed, she bit on to it again. But before she could feed her friend, she was shoved away by strong arms.
She had landed on her bottom about a foot away from Bonnie. Her vampire reflexes has managed her to tackle her assailant seamlessly and almost instantly. Surprised hazel eyes met hers. She could feel Sam Winchester struggling under her form, but her forearm held his neck down quite firmly… any firmer and she would be breaking his neck.
'Stop struggling.' She said, too aware of their position. Any other day and this would've ended differently.
Most likely in the bedroom. She chastised herself, mentally chanting, 'Priorities, Caroline Forbes, priorities.'
'Your friend is dying.'
'I know!' she replied, annoyed at the defensive tone of her voice, 'my blood will heal her.'
'Let me,' he said. She could hear the sincerity in his voice and the steady beat of his heart. 'She's a witch, don't give her your blood.'
She knew it, but she can't have her friend dying on her when she could do something.
In the background, she could hear furniture thrown, fighting and Elena begging it to stop. She looked up to see Damon holding the newly healed Dean Winchester, up by his throat against the wall.
She cursed inwardly, 'Fine. Do what you can' she said to Sam before speeding her way towards the two trouble makers, shouting 'Oh, my god. Damon, stop!' when he did not seem to have heard her, she shouted again, 'Oy, Dumbass! Bonnie just saved his life and you want to kill him?'
In no less than a second, it was her turn to be choked by the older vampire gigolo. 'It was self-defence, Barbie.' As soon as Damon loosened his grip, she was thrown across the room, into her family's antique bookshelf. Glass shards flew everywhere.
Buried in shards and books, Caroline was fuming. Her friend was dying but these ungrateful idiots are causing nothing but chaos, messing up her house and trying to kill each other!
Enough was enough. Time for damage control, she decided.
But as soon as she stood up, all the heaviness in her heart seemed to have been lifted. All she could see was Bonnie, her best friend, coughing and trying to get up.
'Bonnie!'