Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries, or any of the characters. But if I did, I would soooo put Damon and Caroline together! DAROLINE FOREVER!
A/N: Hey guys, I know I'm extremely late, but I hope this long chapter makes up for it. I've worked pretty hard on this one, so I hope you guys like it!
One thing you all should keep in mind is that, the wording in italics is the past (or what happened that past week), and the rest is the present.
This chapter is a lot when it comes to sudden plot changes and characters… blah blah blah. But I find it fun, and exciting, and I hope you guys do to!
Please read, love, and REVIEW!
1 week later...
The longing light caught his closed eye lids. The twitching of the skin causing an arrival of a fluttering of eyes, as Damon's eyes sleepily slid awake. Squinting his eyes, Damon's eyes wandered towards the slight lighting of the sun that peaked through the thin curtains that blew with the warm air from the slightly open window.
Damon let out a low growl as he noticed his aching position on the three seating couch that sat at the living room. Lifting his head from dangling any further off the couch, Damon hissed softly at the sudden feeling of thousands of needles digging into his skin at his throbbing neck. Slowly sitting onto the couch, he allowed his lower back to lean against the opposite side of the couch as he slowly sat up, using his hands constantly as he rubbed his pained neck. Having his eyes drift towards the tiny alarm clock that sat at the edge of the coffee table, Damon's eyes practically popped out of his head.
7:45 a.m.
"Shit. Shit, shit!" Damon popped off the couch, stumbling and tripping over the blankets that now lay on the ground as he tried his best in not bumping into anything as he ran, towards his room, well Caroline's room- their room.
Caroline rolled to her side, her hand once again laying upon the cold side of the bed, which he used to lay at. Every night for the last week, the constant feeling of coldness on his side would cause Caroline's sleep to completely vanish. Usually, that was the time for her to wake up.
Caroline sighed, as her eyes still remained closed. The coldness of the sheets still underneath her warm and soft hands made her grip the sheets with her fingers as another soft sigh escaped her pink lips. Fluttering her eyes open, Caroline loosened her grip on the sheet as she rolled onto her back, stretching slightly, Caroline let her eyes wander to the clock at the tall wall on the other side of the bedroom. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to read the numbers on the object.
7:45 a.m.
Caroline's eyes widened, "Oh my god!" Throwing the blankets off of her, sudden goose bumps formed upon Caroline's skin at the coldness that filled the room. Ignoring it, Caroline bounced off her bed, as she ran for the bedroom door.
Caroline groaned as she fumbled with the door knob at first, before she yanked the door open only to come face to face with an also rushing Damon. The certain surprise encounter caused both to look at each other surprised, as eyes stared at each other largely.
-x-
"I'm so sorry," Damon's voice rang through the quiet space, causing Caroline to shiver.
Caroline said nothing, as she simply stared up at Damon who waited desperately for an answer. A continuous searching of her eyes as the worried expression played clear upon his face.
"Say something Caroline. Anything." Damon breathed out, his expression still searching Caroline as she simply got lost in her thoughts, processing the situation in front of her.
Caroline could feel the tears brimming at her eyes, as she blinked rapidly, ripping her eyes away from him as she turned around, her back facing his front as she stumbled slightly, walking a step further away from him.
"No," she whispered softly, her eyes shutting closed as she tried her best in from stopping her breath from wavering.
Damon's brows furrowed as he heard the blonde. He was getting more and more irritated by the minute. He just wanted her to be open with him. He wanted everything to be all normal again. Was that too much to ask?
"No?" Damon asked, his voice cracking slightly as his confusion took over him, "Caroline, what do you-"
"No," Caroline repeated twice as softly, as she allowed a tear to slip from her aching blue orbs, "No."
Damon huffed in a breath at her constant responses, he didn't understand anything right now, he didn't get her. He didn't get his feelings. He didn't get the situation, the dimension, his life and his decisions! He didn't understand anything, and he just wanted to understand!
Damon walked forwards until he was inches away from Caroline. Damon sighed as her back was still facing him, "Caroline please, I'm sorry. So sorry. Please, just-"
Caroline's breath hitched from her building tears, as her breathing started to shake at his pleading tone of voice, "Damon don't."
Damon's eyes softened. His eyes trailed to her forearms which still seemed slightly bruised, the purple shaded skin making his heart sink. Hesitantly, Damon brought his hand up towards her forearms, gently brushing his hands onto her skin only to have her whip away as she finally turned around, her eyes wide, as they stared at him in disbelief.
"Caroline-"
"NO!" Caroline cried, causing Damon to flinch, "NO! Just no!" Damon's heart sank at the sight her tears. Damon reached out for her once again only to have her step back as more tears filled her eyes. Damon didn't want her to cry. He didn't want her hurting. It surprised him to the extent that he actually cared for the blonde, and he didn't want to see her broken! He had no idea why or how! All he knew was that when she was hurting, so was he.
Damon was about to speak only to have her continue something in another whisper, her voice broken, "No."
Caroline watched Damon move in closer to her, as he attempted in resting her hands upon her arm, she flinched away as the constant feeling of pain arose from her forearms at the memory of him gripping her, "D-Don't." Damon's eyes softened, his heart sinking further at her words, his heart only seemed to sink further as she continued, "Please. J-Just leave me alone."
And with that she managed to step aside leaving a speechless and aching Damon behind.
-x-
Caroline moved to her right, only to have Damon move to his left, resulting in them standing in each other's way once again. "Sorry," Caroline whispered softly, as she barely looked up into his eyes, Damon sighed internally. Both tried again, and again only to fail as they couldn't seem to get out of each other's faces, both on the edge.
Damon's eyes wandered towards the clock as time went faster than he could imagine, he groaned in frustration, causing Caroline to flinch slightly.
"Could you move out of my way!"
Caroline's eyes widened at his sudden outburst as she huffed in a breath, her anger also growing, "And who's got to get her ready?"
Damon scoffed, "And who's got to drop her off?" Caroline rolled her eyes as Damon continued, "Oh. Right. Me! So if you would kindly move your blonde mess out of my face, I'd appreciate it." Caroline viewed Damon's features as he plastered a smirk that had sarcasm written all over it, her eyes widened slightly at his remark as an unknown noise sneaked through her lips; a mixture of a soft gasp and a squeak. Damon's eyes widened in amusement at her noise as his lips formed a small smirk. It was a cute sound.
"F-Y-I, my hair is not a mess," Damon arched his brow as he continued to hear her speak, as she continued to make her point. But as much as he tried, he couldn't seem to focus on her words as his mind started to drift, his eyes simply eyeing her facial features and her parting full lips. She hadn't spoken to him so freely since... Well, a week now. Not ever since the anniversary where he had stupidly kissed Elena. He missed her voice. He missed talking to her. He missed them.
Damon's daze was interrupted by Caroline's low groan, "Why do I even bother talking to you..."
He grinned, his words escaping himself before they could have time to process through his mind, as he spoke before thinking, "Because you love me."
Caroline's face fell at his words. Damon's smirk vanished right away, as he swallowed hard, his eyes wandering trying to find a way out of the situation, "Uh, I mean, who doesn't, right?"
Caroline's narrowed slightly at Damon's effort; she smiled faintly as she looked up at an expressionless Damon, "Right..."
Caroline stepped to her side as she slowly walked past Damon, Damon's eyes following her form as she walked passed him and down the hall to Evangeline's room. Sighing to himself, Damon's eyes softened as he walked forward into the bedroom, "Nice one Damon," he muttered to himself.
-x-
Caroline sat curled up in the warm bath, as her mind wandered. She didn't understand anything anymore. She didn't understand her feelings. She didn't understand her life and this dimension. And she definitely didn't understand Damon. But, right now, she didn't want to understand any of it. She was done with being everyone's second choice. She was done with her heart being played with, then tossed at any moment of time. She was done with her feelings that always got her to open up to those that don't want her. She was done. Done with everything.
Caroline sighed, her breath shaking, as she laid further into the warm water. She didn't want to hurt anymore. She just couldn't go through with this pain again.
Caroline brought her hands up to her cheeks that were wet from new tears. No. She wasn't going to cry anymore. She wasn't going to cry for Damon, or love.
He didn't love her. To him, she was simply a waste of space that didn't come near Elena's level. To him she was stupid and worthless, and that she would always come second to Elena. To him, she was nowhere near a girl that he would ever love. He didn't care about me. He didn't love me. And so, she was done too. She would learn not to love him, or to care for him.
Caroline nodded her head in disbelief. She knew that she couldn't just stop loving and caring about him. But, no matter how impossible it might be, Caroline definitely would not let her feelings encounter any thought of Damon Salvatore ever again.
-x-
Caroline rushed through the kitchen as a confused Evangeline looked up at her, "Am I late mommy?"
Caroline huffed in a breath as she zipped up Evangeline's back-pack, checking around the place for any remaining books, "No sweetie, you're not late..." Caroline rolled her eyes at herself, "Well not yet anyway..."
Evangeline nodded unsurely, as she watched her mother run around the house some more.
"Where's daddy?" Evangeline asked as she grabbed her bag and headed towards the door with Caroline right behind her. Caroline opened her mouth to respond, only to have a rushing Damon respond from the stairs, "I'm here! I'm here..."
Damon ran towards Caroline and Evangeline who stood at the front door with basketball shorts and a black hoodie. Caroline's brow arched at the attire, never would she had thought of Damon ever wearing a hoodie, or even shorts for that matter. Evangeline giggled at her stumbling father, as Damon put on his shoes, "I'm ready- l-let's go."
Caroline joined in on the laughter, causing a fluttering feeling to grow in Damon's gut. He hadn't heard her laugh in so long. He missed it. Why did he miss it?
Damon looked down at his daughter as he made his way to the door. He looked down at himself and groaned internally, what was up with this realities Damon and fashion? He sighed, "Let's get you to school quick before anyone else sees me in this..." Caroline held in her laughter at the grumpy Salvatore, as he tied his shoe laces hastily.
Evangeline looked between both her parents; she smiled genuinely for the first time in a while. They seemed to be talking to each other again, which made Evangeline very happy. She didn't understand why her mother was always upset when around her father, or why they never seemed to talk or bicker anymore. Evangeline didn't understand any of it... She knew something was definitely up when she'd hear her mother cry herself to sleep alone in her room as her father would lay outside on the couch simply listening to the soft sniffles coming from the room.
-x-
Evangeline made her way down the hall, as she followed the quiet voices of her parents. Turning the cold knob, Evangeline peered her head into the minor crack that was created, allowing her to see into her parent's room. Her vision blurred for a moment, as she squinted her eyes, trying to make out the figures in the room.
She watched as her mother circled slowly onto the other side of the bed, her hands together, as she nervously played with her fingers. Evangeline could practically see the tears falling from her mother's eyes, only to have Evangeline's confusion grow.
Watching intensely, Evangeline then studied her father who seemed lost, as he looked broken and confused. Opening the door a bit more, Evangeline watched as her father neared the bed as well, slowly and unsurely grabbing one of the pillows of the bed, along with the thin extra blanket that lay on the bed. Evangeline's head tilted in confusion as she watched her father study her mother carefully. Evangeline could see on her father's face the desperation and the need to speak. But he didn't. He didn't speak, he simply seemed to tense and straightened his form, as he turned around from her mother and walked towards the door.
Panicking, Evangeline ran back to her room before neither her mother nor father could notice her. Tucking herself into bed once again, Evangeline couldn't seem to find sleep the whole night as she kept thinking about everything that was happening. Out of confusion and worry, Evangeline got no sleep that night.
-x-
Damon stood up, bouncing on his feet as he was done with trying to tie his shoe laces, sighing; he looked at Evangeline who was still smiling at her parents behaviour. Damon's brows knitted together at his daughter's expression for a second, only to let it slide as he heard a slight giggle escaping the second blonde that stood next to Evangeline.
"What's so funny?" Damon asked, practically demanding to know.
Caroline's lips pursed in attempt to stop from smiling. Why was she smiling? Something about him simply made her smile... Wait... What?!
"N-Nothing, you two should head out, Evangeline's getting late..."
Eyeing Caroline for a moment, Damon looked back at Evangeline and smiled, "Ready?"
"Mhmm," Evangeline said cheerfully as she nodded her tiny head at Damon. Damon grinned at his daughter as he started to walk Evangeline out the front door.
Caroline stood at the door, holding the cold knob of the door, as Damon and Evangeline walked pasted her.
Evangeline's lips formed a sudden grin as she suddenly turned around, having Damon stop in his tracks at the door having both Damon and Caroline looking at her confused. Caroline slowly walking forward, so that she now stood next to Damon, as her hand lay on the door frame instead of the door knob. Before any of them could utter a word, Evangeline spoke, "Aren't you going to give mommy a goodbye kiss daddy?"
Damon's eyes widened, while Caroline simply bit her bottom lip in nervousness. Caroline glanced at Damon who seemed to look like he was trying to figure out a way to get out of Evangeline's question.
"Evangeline, we don't have time for that, you're getting late remember?" Damon asked Evangeline, glancing at Caroline briefly as he said it. Trying to move forward once again, Damon was simply stopped once again by the miniature blonde, "But it's what you always do daddy... what's so different now?"
Caroline's eyes softened at the desperation in the little girl's voice. She seemed to be hurt by everything that was happening between Damon and her. This whole situation was affecting Evangeline as well, and it made Caroline's heart ache. This whole week Caroline had been too selfish to realize that, like her, others were hurt too. Evangeline was hurting and confused. Her 'parents' didn't act this way; they didn't behave this way... And it was confusing her to the fullest.
Caroline's thoughts were broken when Damon huffed in a breath in annoyance, "Evangeline... this is ridiculous..."
Caroline looked between both Damon and Evangeline, she watched as Evangeline pouted up at Damon only to have Damon try to make up more lame excuses to the fact that he had to kiss her. Sighing internally Caroline used her hand on the door frame to help push her forward, helping her near Damon's tall form. Fuck it, Caroline thought to herself as she pressed her lips softly against Damon's left cheek.
Damon had completely forgotten about Caroline who was supposedly at his side, as he continued to convince Evangeline to move out of his way. "Evangeline this is stupid, you're going to be late-"
Damon's words blanked out of his mind, as he felt warm lips at his cheek.
Thump. Thump.
Damon's brows furrowed slightly at the sudden pounding at his chest, as he could feel his heart start to beat faster than normal. It confused Damon to the fullest. He hadn't felt that in a while now... For about a week now...
Caroline pulled slightly away from Damon, her lips still near his cheek, as her eyes fluttered towards Damon's face.
The feeling of Caroline's lips no longer on his cheek, Damon's head turned towards her direction. His heart only seemed to beat faster as he noticed the distance between their faces, as he could feel her warm breath on his lips. Damon glanced down at her pink lips and then back up at her clear blue eyes. He hadn't been this close to her in a long time... He missed it... One look at her mesmerizing orbs caused relief and warmth to stroke through his body every single time.
Caroline watched as Damon's eyes searched hers, her breath hitched at the sudden feeling at her stomach when noticing the closeness of their faces. Pulling away from Damon, Caroline looked towards Evangeline's direction who seemed to be quite happy. Caroline walked over to her daughter, bending down before her, as she failed to notice a dazed Damon watching her every move.
"You happy now, you little twerp?" Caroline asked chuckling slightly.
Evangeline shrugged, as a tiny smirk plastered at her face. Caroline swore it was like looking straight at Damon, "I guess that'll do for now... you guys need to work on your kissing!"
Caroline's eyes narrowed at her daughter, "Here why don't I practice on you now..."
Pecking Evangeline on the cheek, Caroline chuckled slightly as she got up from the ground, looking at Evangeline one last time before letting her eyes meet Damon who seemed to be simply staring at her. Caroline rolled her eyes, "Well... Go on!"
Narrowing his eyes, Damon nodded slightly before walking forward towards an awaiting Evangeline.
The two blonde's looked at Damon in pure confusion when he suddenly bent, attacking his shoe once again. Looking up at Evangeline, Damon sighed, "Eve, go sit in the car, I'll be there in a moment..."
Smiling, Evangeline nodded, "Okay," walking away, Evangeline walked out of the house, as she neared the car that stayed parked in the driveway.
Damon continued to pretend to fix his already tied shoelaces, as he watched Evangeline walk away. Looking at his shoes, he could feel Caroline's presence at his side.
Putting a hand through her hair, Caroline sighed before she started to walk away from Damon who was still attacking his shoes. She knew his shoes were fine, and she knew it was just an excuse to probably question her about what had just happened...
What she guess was right, as Caroline felt Damon suddenly grab her hand. Turning around, Caroline watched as Damon got off the ground, his hand still holding hers. Before she could say anything, Damon started, "Caroline-"
"Evangeline's getting late Damon... You should go."
And with that, Caroline managed to get out of Damon's grip as she walked further into the house, Damon's eyes simply following her figure.
Caroline held the phone in her hand, as it stay placed at her ear. Sighing, she let her elbows rest on the kitchen counter, as the ringing on the other end continued.
"Hi!"
Caroline smiled, "He-"
"Bonnie here and I'm unfortunately not able to take your call, so please leave a message at the beep and I'll try my best to contact you right away!"
Caroline pouted slightly, as she bit her lower lip, Dammit Bonnie!
Beep.
"Hey Bonnie... It's me, Caroline... Please call me when you get this message and the other 100 messages I gave you this past week... I know you and Stefan are on your little vacation getaway but I miss talking to you..." Caroline sighed into the phone, as she had a slight pinch of worry in her stomach towards the constant behaviour from Bonnie towards both Damon and her... Maybe she knew...?
"Well, have a good time Bon... Bye!"
Ending the line, Caroline placed the phone on the counter, as she simply stared up into thin air, thinking about everything since the anniversary party and how Bonnie hadn't talked to Damon or her since. A few days after her recovery in the hospital, Stefan and Bonnie decided on going for a small trip, to get away from all the problems that had arisen. And Caroline was happy for them, but she kept getting this constant feeling that something was wrong, or that Bonnie was hiding something from her. Caroline remembered the day when Damon and her went to go visit her in the hospital... She didn't even look them in the eyes when she spoke... Heck, she barely even spoke! Then at the airport where she could practically feel Bonnie tense under her embrace when she said her goodbye...
Something was up.
She just didn't know what.
"You're welcome," Evangeline stated as she looked up at Damon from the passenger seat. Damon's brows furrowed, as a small smiled plastered at his face, "And what am I thanking you for?"
"For getting mommy to kiss you," Evangeline stated like it was an obvious answer.
Damon's brow arched, as he let out a breath of air, "What? Why would I thank you for that?"
"Because I know you and mommy are fighting," Evangeline said softly, her sadness practically ringing through her voice.
Damon's eyes softened slightly at the little girl's expression, he sighed, "We aren't fighting Evangeline..."
Evangeline looked up at Damon who continued to drive the car, as he looked straight ahead at the path, "Then what are you and mommy doing?"
Damon looked over at Evangeline, a fake smirk starting to plaster his face, "Now Evangeline, I can't go telling you what me and your mommy do in private..."
Evangeline rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help giggling slightly at her father trying to change the subject, "I also got mommy to kiss you because I knew you wanted it."
Damon's eye brows rose slightly at the fact that Evangeline thought he wanted the kiss that Caroline surprisingly gave him… but he was more relieved at the fact that she wasn't exactly still thinking about the whole mess between him and Caroline. He knew that this whole situation confused Evangeline, because her 'real' parents probably didn't go this long when arguing. But that was the problem… Damon and Caroline weren't arguing. Damon had hurt the one that had loved him. That wasn't arguing. That was heartbreak.
Scoffing, Damon glanced at the smiling blonde at his side, "I wanted it?"
Evangeline nodded, still smiling hugely, "Don't lie to yourself daddy. I know you wanted that for a very long time…"
Damon's eyes narrowed slightly. He wanted the kiss? What?
"Okay, sure, let's say I did…" Damon stated, clearly trying to question the blonde some more, "How'd you know she'd do it?"
Evangeline watched as her school came into sight, and Damon neared the entrance where other kids were getting dropped off as well. Not many kids were running towards the school, as it was clear that the school was about to start and how Evangeline was definitely late.
As the car came to a stop, Evangeline looked at her father who was still waiting for her reply. Smiling slightly, Evangeline finally responded, "I knew mommy would do it because I knew she wanted it too."
Damon's eyes widened at that, as the surprise lay visible in his facial features. But before he could ask further into the topic, Evangeline was already out the door, fixing her small backpack that was at her back.
Sighing in slight frustration, Damon also got out of the car as both Evangeline and Damon walked towards the school.
Caroline played with the food that lay at her plate. Huffing in a breath, she looked forward to the empty seats that lay before her as she clearly was alone at the house. Sighing Caroline dropped her fork as she grabbed her jacket that lay on the couch in the other room. Struggling with the jacket, Caroline practically ran towards the front door. Opening the door, Caroline came to a sudden stop when an awestruck Damon stood before her.
"Sorry, I was just about to come in," Damon stated, as he awkwardly put his hands back to his sides.
Looking at Caroline confused, Damon glanced down at her as she was clearly heading out, "Were you planning on going somewhere?"
Finally letting her mind focus on what was happening before her, Caroline finally came to her senses as she blinked rapidly, collecting Damon's form that stood before her. Slipping the rest of the jacket on, Caroline looked up at Damon, "Y-Yeah, I was planning on going to the library…"
Damon's head titled slightly to the side as he felt like he had experienced this conversation before. Caroline had been going to the library a lot this past week; it was almost like a routine. Damon always thought it was a way for her to get away from all that was going on, and to get away from him.
"Oh."
Caroline smiled slightly, as she glanced down at Damon's sudden slumped form. She sighed internally at the fat that he was still standing in her way, "Yeah…"
Damon gulped slightly, as he brought one of his hands forward, moving it as he talked. Since when did he do that?
"Um, do you mind sta-"
Damon was interrupted mid-sentence by a rushing Caroline, who simply seemed to move passed his blocking form. He looked after her as she shouted from over her shoulder, already half way on the drive way, "Sorry! I just really got to go! We'll talk later!"
Damon sighed, as he continued to watch the one he broke drive away from the drive way.
Muttering sarcastically to himself, Damon spoke to no one in particular, "Yeah, would you kindly wait for a moment while I rampage you with questions you clearly don't give a fuck about?..."
Walking into the house, Damon glanced towards the plate of cold food that sat at the table, eyes narrowing, Damon sighed, of course she didn't eat…
Picking up the plate, he wandered off into the kitchen as he placed the dirty dishes into the dish washer. Leaning against the counter, silently listening to the dish washer rumble lowly, Damon's attention got planted on a phone that started to ring on the other side of the kitchen.
Walking over to the phone, Damon rolled his eyes as he realised that Caroline had forgotten her phone when rushing out of the house. Lamely picking up the phone, Damon didn't bother in checking the caller ID, as he was about to speak into the phone, but before he could the voice on the other end spoke right away, "Okay, Caroline, I know your upset with me but please just don't hang up the phone just yet!"
Damon's eyes widened at the familiar voice that was ringing from the other end of the line, "Elena?"
Damon hadn't heard from Elena since the day of the anniversary party. He hadn't even seen her the day she and Jeremy had come over to drop off Evangeline the next morning… the truth was, he didn't want to face her after what happened… and he definitely didn't want Caroline facing her, especially when Caroline was in the process of recovering.
"Damon?" Elena asked on the other end of the line, clearly confused herself.
"What do you want Elena?" Damon asked his voice low and slightly harsh as his fingers clutched tighter onto the phone. He could hear her soft sigh on the other end as she spoke once again, "Damon, thank god, could you please tell Caroline to hear me out? I've been trying to get her to talk to me for so long-"
"Why would I do that?" Damon asked, his one eager brow arching slightly.
There was silence on the other end for a while, before a soft voice finally rung, "Okay, Damon… I know that what happened between us wasn't right… I know it hurt Caroline and Evangeline…"
"And your point is?" Damon asked, interrupting Elena slightly, only to have her continue, "My point is that I feel pretty bad for what happened, and I actually want to make things right-"
"Wait, what? It's been a week Elena… a week since… since everything… and your expecting Caroline to forget everything and simply forgive us both?" Damon's voice seemed to crack and soften near the end, as he mentally asked himself the same question, did he expect Caroline to just forgive him? "She hates me… and she definitely hates you…"
Damon's brows furrowed at the silence followed after his confession. He suddenly felt a sting at his chest when he let his words process through his mind. She hates me…
"I'm sorry…"
Damon laughed slightly, a bitter tone ringing in his voice, "Don't speak words that you don't mean Elena… they'll bite you hard in the end…"
And with that, he cut the line, as he practically tossed the phone back onto the counter, running a frustrated hand through his already messy hair.
Elena pulled the phone away from her ear, as she eyed it for a moment, silently listening to the soft beeping that rung from it, indicating that the line had been cut off. Lips parting, Elena tried her best in not letting her breath waver as she slowly sat down on her bed. Sighing, she whispered to herself, "I'm so sorry…"
Elena's mind continuously wandered towards the night where all changed; her thoughts, her intentions and her way as a person. Seeing a crying Caroline walk back into the anniversary party was something Elena thought she would be happy with, but instead there was a sudden weird sensation that started to build at the pit of her stomach. Then it only seemed to grow as she had watched Caroline break at the sight of an unconscious and worried Stefan run out the door of the boarding house…
Elena had thought that after seeing the pain on those she thought had betrayed her would be exciting and satisfying, and yet, it wasn't. And she didn't know why at that time… but then Jeremy and her were left alone with Evangeline, as they were now responsible for taking care of her as everyone hurried with Bonnie to the hospital.
Jeremy had barely talked her that night. Heck, he barely talked to her this whole week. But one thing kept running through her mind… Evangeline…
-x-
"Mommy told me you were always one of her bestest friends, Aunt Elena…" Evangeline stated sleepily, as she curled into the large bed. Having Jeremy glance up at a dumbfounded Elena, who sat at the corner of the bed, watching as the little blonde fell sound asleep once again.
"Well you were her best friend before… not anymore…" Jeremy stated harshly as he tried to make his point. Leaning off of the bookshelf behind him, Jeremy glanced at Evangeline who lay asleep and then at an expressionless Elena, before he made his way out the large bedroom door.
Elena sighed internally as she watched the petite blonde sleep, her every feature reminding Elena of Caroline. The friend she had hurt. Her best friend.
-x-
That night a lot had happened, but the one that got Elena to finally come to a conclusion and realise what she did was wrong was Evangeline as she talked about her life, her family, and how much she loved her parents. Elena then realised that not only did she play with both Damon and Caroline's lives, but she had also played and harmed Evangeline's. That was the moment Elena regretted everything that had happened, and for the past week, Elena has been trying to get to talk to Caroline, but every time she were to call or try to meet her this past week, Caroline would simply turn the other direction…
And Elena understood it. She understood the fact that she was probably hated. But she couldn't live with herself if she was the reason to Damon and Caroline splitting, and ruining Evangeline's lived dream. She wasn't going to be the reason for all that, she wasn't. So that was why Elena had promised herself that she would either make things right between Damon and Caroline, or, mend their relationships.
The least she could do was try. And she will… she will try…
Yay! There's hope! Hahaha.
Well, I hope you guys liked that chapter ! I worked really hard on it… (lol, just saying)
I don't want Elena to be the bad guy here (not fully) because hey… she ain't that bad… LOOL. So I thought that I could kinda use her in helping bring Damon and Caroline closer eventually…
Oh, and if you guys could help… I can't say much, or else the whole fanfic would be given away, but..
Who do you prefer? Klaus or Tyler (or even Matt)?
Anywhoooooo, please help me out by answering that in the review. =)
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