Author's note this isn't going to be a long story may be four to six chapters. THis originally started as a rewrite to another author's fanfic but turned in to something more. Als i have a bunch of upcoming stories in my bio. Vote in the review on which one you want me to publish first
Chapter 3
The first thing Caroline felt as he hit the ground was disbelief. There was no way that Stefan was dead, but his heart gripped in Julian's hand and the horrifying sight of Stefan crumbling to the ground as if it was swallowing him whole told her otherwise
"There, dead doppelganger. Stops the spell" Julian hissed, before tossing Stefan's heart like a cumbled up ball of trash to the ground and walking away.
She felt everything from shock to grief, to desperation.
She knew she shouldn't have felt that way, and she didn't know why she did.
She felt the grief everywhere: coursing through her veins, filling her mind with swirling pools of greif. It was everywhere as she ran her hands through stefan's hair, holding his head to her chest, was unbearable, like her heart was the one that had been ripped from her chest rather Stefan.
"Somebody help me!" Caroline yelled out as loud as her voice could carry
"Please!" it came out barely above a whisper.
Now, guilt joined the mix of swirling emotions swirling in her stomach like an ocean current.
It wasn't supposed to be you.
It was never supposed to be you
She's angry at herself.
There are tear stains on her skin. Slippery, white marks all over her blushing cheeks. Her eyes are big and puffy, storing more tears than anyone can imagine.
Her whole body is being shaken by sadness.
There's something different about people when they're sad. Some fucked up idea of beauty. It's inappropriate and inexplicable, but it's there. No one talks about it, but it's there.
The fact that people carry their souls on the palm of their hands when they're sad. It's like they cough it up and blow it in the air.
"My best friend died," she tears her look away as if it finally hits her
She's angry at herself.
She could have... wait should have tried harder, should have been quicker, but she had been too slow, always too slow.
Something that could never ever be repaid.
She guessed part of her became accustomed to death and drowning, because she can feel herself sinking deeper into his lifeless eyes until he swallows her whole.
When she brushed the ground with her fingertips she felt like it's going to swallow her whole. Her fingers turning into dust when she pressed them onto the ground.
He was the only thing that could ever truly fix her. But he wasn't here anymore so he couldn't. And he may never be coming back.
She wanted to rip out Julian's heart, make him pay for taking away the best friend she loved away from her life just because he was a flipping doppelganger. Because he looked like somebody else. He had Silas' face. The grief bubbled through and the anger and deperation managed to break through to the surface.
It felt like it was destroying and melting away at her until there was nothing left.
She wished it would, so she wouldn't have to endure this crumbling greif anyways.
Fumbling for her phone with shaking fingers, Caroline dragged Stefan's body inside the dorm , lay him gently on the couch and, as quickly as her hands would let her, dialled Damon's number, all the while crying almost hysterically. She didn't know how she was going to tell him she hadn't managed to save his brother and now he was gone-dead.
Stefan was gone and he wasn't coming back. And that, was something Caroline Forbes didn't think she could live without. She couldn't even stand the thought.
She didn't know when or how it had happened, but life without Stefan had become life not worth living.
Not even a life at all.
It was just existing if anything
If Caroline Forbes learned anything over the past year, It is always better to be the one who dies, rather than the one who lives on.
And she couldn't agree more.
But she also knows that if anyone decides Caroline Forbes' fate it's her.
And she couldn't live without Stefan.
She was going to do something about it. She had it.
tbc.