Previously on I've Been Roaming Around:
Stefan was stricken with worry, his serious vampire look coming onto his features. "What's wrong?"
Caroline sniffled. "It's Elena."
"What happened? Is she alright?"
He didn't need to ask because he already knew the answer. He could tell by the way Caroline's presence was. He just needed to hear it out loud.
"She's dead Stefan. Elena's dead."
She was tired of him always coming back late now, after drinking at the bar. She knew he was upset but so was she. He wasn't the only one who lost someone he cared deeply for. She lost one of her best friends, someone she had known since preschool. Someone who was like a sister to her. It had been three days since they found out about Elena, and Caroline hadn't minded Stefan staying with her. She liked his company, but he needed help, she needed to help him.
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Caroline hadn't seen him all day. He was gone when she had woken up, but she knew where he was and she went there in the hopes of helping him.
"Don't you think you've had enough?"
He doesn't even glance at her. He doesn't even acknowledge her presence. He just continued to take another sip of his scotch.
"Stefan, come on." Caroline said. "Let's get you home."
She tried to take the glass from him, but Stefan shrugged her off.
"Stefan..." Caroline spoke sternly. "Give me the glass."
"Leave me alone Caroline." He spoke, his tone harsh.
Caroline sighed. "I thought you said that you were over her?"
"Well I wasn't." Stefan yelled. "I'm not."
"At least let me help you!" Caroline said as she rested her hands on his shoulders.
"Caroline!" He roared. "Leave me alone!"
Caroline slightly moved away from him and nodded firmly, her jaw clenched. "Okay." She said between clenched teeth.
She patted him on the shoulder before leaving the bar.
When he got home, it was late and he expected her to be sleeping. He had felt bad for the way that he had acted towards her. He went over to her door, about to check on her and to apologize. But that's when he heard her sobs. Hearing her cry, hearing the pain she was in and how vulnerable she was. It broke Stefan's heart. It then came to him; Caroline had also lost someone she cared deeply for too. How could he have been so selfish and only think of how he was feeling? Caroline had lost one of her best friends, a girl that was like her sister. And then he acted like such a jerk towards her at the bar. And she was only trying to help. She's gone through enough; she didn't need you yelling at her. Stefan scolded himself. Yet after everything she's been through, she still tried to help him. She was such a good friend to him, even in the times where he least deserved it. He decided to give her some time to cry and he went to his room, tiredness soon sweeping over him and he surrendered to sleep.
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Caroline woke up the next morning and exited her room, quietly closing her bedroom door behind her. She softly walked toward the kitchen when she caught the scent. Blood. Without thinking she took off towards the guest room, thinking Stefan had done something stupid. She frantically knocked on his door.
"Stefan? Stefan!"
There was no answer.
She swung the door open and went into his room. With her vampire speed she checked everywhere for him.
"Stefan?"
Then she heard the front door close. Turning her head in confusion, Caroline walked into the living room and saw Stefan with a bag of groceries.
"Hey." He said as he put the bag of groceries down on the kitchen counter.
Caroline furrowed her brows while squinting her eyes, in confusion. "Hi."
There was an awkward silence that was filled with so much awkward and angered tension that you could slice through it.
"I-I." She was hesitant. "Smelt blood."
Stefan nodded and looked down as he ran a nervous hand through his hair. "Yeah...I-I went hunting before going to get some groceries. The scent of the bunny is probably still on me."
Caroline nodded. "Oh okay." She gestured toward the bag sitting on the counter. "Thanks-thanks for getting those."
Stefan smiled slightly. "Yeah, no problem. You were running low on some things, so I thought I'd pick more up since I was already out."
Caroline nodded while she bit her lip. The awkward tension soon filling the atmosphere of the room again.
"So-" They both said in unison.
Stefan gestured to Caroline. "You can go."
She shook her head. "No, no, you go ahead."
Stefan nodded and spoke. "So I was thinking of heading back home." He paused and noticed her shocked expression. "I was just thinking, since Elena's funeral is early next week." He shrugged. "Why not head home a couple days early."
Caroline nodded in understanding and shrugged it off with the flick of her hand. "Yeah, yeah, I completely understand."
She walk past him, arms crossed as she went into the kitchen and started taking the groceries out of the bag, busying herself.
"Are you sure?"
Caroline nodded. "Yeah, yeah, I get it."
She pulled a bag of carrots out and walked towards the fridge, and put the carrots in.
"Care-oline." He pronounced.
"It's fine Stefan." She snapped as she closed the fridge door and walked back to the groceries. "I understand." She said softy and more calm. "I get it." She spoke, looking up into his eyes. "You need to be home."
She finished unloading the grocery bag and walked over to her room.
"Caroline." Stefan said following her.
She sat at her window seat and stared out the window. Stefan walked up to her and sat down as well. He placed his hand on her forearm.
"Caroline." His voice was soft.
She turned her attention to him.
"Caroline, I want to apologize for how I acted towards you last night."
"It's fine. I understand, you were hurting over the loss of you ex-girlfriend." She paused and looked at him. "I would feel the same way if I lost someone I cared deeply for."
She knew he would get what she was hinting at. That he wasn't the only one who hadn't lost someone they cared for.
"I see what you're hinting at and-"
"And you realize how big of a jerk you were?" She yelled.
He tried to speak but Caroline cut him off again.
"You realized that you weren't the only one who lost someone close to you?" She shrugged. "Someone that you cared about?" Caroline then laughed mockingly. "Right Stefan because you're the only one who feels pain. You're the only vampire that lets his feels through and who doesn't shut them out. You let yourself feel because-" She glared at him. "Because if you didn't, you'd be like Damon."
"Caroline." He warned.
She ignored him and continued on her rant. "But now you drown yourself in alcohol to make yourself not feel, so you'll be more like your brother." She had her arms crossed over her chest and her head was cocked to the side. Her eyes had a spiteful look. "And you want to be more like your brother because she was the one he chose in the end. She chose him over you and it kills you every da-"
Stefan had his hands around her arms and roughly slammed her against the opposite wall, his eyes red with anger and the vampire in him showing.
"Stop it!" He said between clenched teeth.
"I lost her too." Caroline yelled. "You weren't the only one! I lost Elena too!" She roared as a few tears fell from her eyes and down her cheeks.
Realization hit Stefan as he noticed how rough he was being with her. Letting go of the hold he had on her arms and stepping away from her, which caused Caroline to tumble to the floor.
"I'm sorry." He said sincerely. "Caroline I-"
"Just, go Stefan!" Caroline shrieked. "Leave!"
Stefan didn't budge. Caroline picked herself up and charged at him. She pushed him with all the strength she could muster.
"Just leave!" She yelled. "Stefan, go home! Leave!"
He looked down at her, sincerity in his eyes.
Stefan nodded. "Okay." He choked out.
He turned and left the room.
"Just leave." Caroline spoke softly, almost inaudible.
She stood there, unmoving. The front door slammed closed, echoing through the quiet house, causing Caroline to shudder.
What had she done?
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A/N: So thanks for reading so far! I really appreciate it and the reviews! Hopefully I'll get some more, so that I know whether or not to continue writing this story!