Hey guys! Here is chapter two for this story. I want to say thank you so much for the reviews and follows I got. I never thought I would get the repose that I did. Once again thanks to my epic betas, especially Julie! Anyway here is chapter 2, let me know what you think and what you might like to see.

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Throw me in the water
Don't think about the splash I will create
Leave me at the altar
Knowing all the things you just escaped

Landfill-Daughter

"Are you guys sure he's okay with me staying here?" Caroline asked as she tightened her grip on the strap of her bag. Rebekah, for the first time, had been kind enough to get her belongings packed and taken from Klaus' home. She could no longer call it home.

"Caroline we've been over this. He actually suggested it. Plus, I'm sure you don't want to go back home," Stefan teased her as he grabbed her luggage out of the back of the car. "You're hilarious Stefan," Caroline said with a roll of her eyes as Rebekah smiled over to Caroline as she took out another box's worth of stuff.

Caroline had not been back in mystical falls since the day she graduated and jumped into Klaus car. "Plus, we already offered our home and you turned it down." Rebekah said, there was only so long that Rebekah could try and be nice.

"Rebekah. " Stefan chided as they made their way toward the front door.

"I know, I know," Rebekah huffed.

"You guys made it," a smiling Damon in a bathrobe appeared at the front door. He walked up to embrace Rebekah who quickly put her arms up to block him from coming any closer.

"Damon," Stefan said as he sent his brother a warning as he tried to usher the group into the house.

"Welcome, blondie, to my home and the broken hearts club," he added with a wink whilst throwing his arms around both of the blondes and guiding them the rest of the way into his home.

"Stefan, control your brother," Rebekah gritted as she scrunched her nose and pulled away from him, "When was the last time you bathed?"

"Calm down, Bekah. The way to deal with a broken heart is with laughter," he smirked, sloppily strolling over to his lazy boy couch, "Right, blondie?" he finished, winking at Caroline as he took a swig from the whiskey bottle.

Caroline shot Stefan and Rebekah a 'What the fuck' look. Caroline always saw Damon as the image of perfection but right now he was anything
but.

His raven hair was greasy, and instead of his traditional denim jeans and white shirt he was rocking flannel pants and a stained white shirt.

"Rebekah why don't you show Caroline her room," Stefan sighed as he gripped the bridge of his nose and placed his other hand on his waist. As the girls made their exit he began picking up the empty bottles around the living room.

"So, this is your room. You actually get the balcony." Rebekah spoke as she moved to open the doors that faced the pool view.

"Are you sure," Caroline asked walking around the room after placing her bag on the bed.

"Yes, Caroline I'm sure. We went over this, Damon said it'd be alright for you to stay here. He basically has this whole place to himself, and when Stefan mentioned you were looking for a place he offered."

"But-,"

"But nothing. He just broke up with Elena, as you already know."

Caroline nodded as they went to start unpacking her belongings. Caroline had forgotten about that. But then again, she was going through her own never talked about Elena, they were never truly had never notice that Elena never called her. The last time she received a call from Elena was a month ago and it was just to ask her if she had heard from Bonnie. By then Bonnie had already informed her that she broke up with Damon a week ago, but Elena made no mention of the break up so Caroline did not question it.

It had been a couple months since the break up and Caroline's life was as mess. She took a break from work, she spent most of her time in her room eating ice cream and trying to figure out what went wrong. She even declined calls from friends and her mother, sending them texts that she was alive but needed time. What hurt the most was that it seemed like Klaus was never a part of her life, he didn't return her calls or texts and Stefan never mentioned him when he came over to check on her and Damon.

The only news she ever saw of him were in the grocery stores when she went on crazy night runs for ice cream. Klaus looked perfect in those images on the screen and if she were honest, he looked very happy - no trace of pain - and this frustrated Caroline to no end. There was only one way Caroline knew to let all this frustration go.

"Come in," Caroline said as she places her guitar on the side.

"What you doing," Damon said as he walked in the room with his bright red robe and bourbon in hand.

"Writing,"Caroline simply informed him not even looking up. She need to get this out of her head.

"Did you know?" Damon spoke, softly

"Did I know what?" Caroline snapped, placing her pen down, frustrated that she couldn't even get her frustrations out without being frustrated more.

"That she was going to leave me," he finished, sincerity clear in his voice.

Caroline closed her eyes, ever since she moved in Caroline knew this conversation would one day come up, but she had been hoping that she could avoid it, possibly for the rest of her miserable existence, but since he was here, opening up for once, she pushed back her frustrations and spoke calmly,"No Damon. I had no clue she would leave you. You know Elena. She does what she wants." She shrugged. Elena was never one to count on. Caroline learned that at an early age, but she understood Damon. For him his world was Elena.

"But know this: She didn't just leave you. She left me too," Caroline admitted. Elena hadn't talk to her in months. She hadn't even sent a text to let her know how she was doing. Caroline had no clue where she even was. Damon stood up, nodding in understanding. It was all he needed to know.

"Meet me in my office in 30 minutes." He simply told her.

"What? Why? Where are we going?" Caroline sputtered, confused by the sudden change in direction.

"Believe it or not you actually got some potential. Something I could work with," he paused.

"Plus, I think it's time I take a shower and we get ready to start living our lives - both of us." he finished, shrugging.

"I'm not sure," Caroline hesitated.

"Broke hearts tend to sell music and that's what you have," he smirked as he left her there, shock on her face.

"You have a thing for hearts, don't you," Caroline shouted back at him.

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