She stared at his chest, his shirt soaking through with blood, and then she raised her eyes up and stared at him. Just how many times can Damon's heart be broken? She could be the most optimistic person in any room. Ugh, stop being so difficult and just admit it—You love him! The level-headed one who knows he should bring back-up and plan on how to get a vampire with no humanity somewhere safe without putting yourself in danger. - anonymous (Tumblr)word count: 5,846summary: After Stefan's death, Caroline spirals, flipping the switch on her humanity. Sure, she was left alone, but there was no real satisfaction. Because she wasn't supposed to wear black. And I promise you, I'm not going anywhere. "How do you know I won't?" Instead, they moved slowly, like they had all the time in the world. Don't listen to him. I hope you enjoyed this! But when her eyes caught who it was, she went still. I'll never think less of you, Stefan. Don't let me go He rubbed his thumb against her cheek. She'd even let him dance with her for a while, amused that she was playing with her food, and then when he got a little grabby, she'd lead him away, into some dark corner somewhere or an empty bathroom or a back alley. She should have killed Julian before he had a chance to see her creeping up on him. But only briefly. There is too pain. She'd taken a backseat to all of it as her own personal world took a much more devastating blow. She wasn't supposed to dress for Death. Wrong. Just a little while. Not anymore. His death happened. She's in there, behind the numbness." But he's back. ", He smiled, nodding. You lay me down Stay like this. It was Matt." It's me." So that things like this, things like me fading back into a Ripper and you flipping that switch, aren't our go-to's at the idea of losing each other. For hours, she sat like that, unmoving. She should have been faster. Huh? He stood near the edge, facing away from her, lit up in green and blue and yellow, with his hands on his hips. Her brow furrowed as she turned to track them. Hold me in your beating heart They sunk to the ground together and his head slowly drifted into her lap. Whoever he was. The moments go by This is so much easier. "She's not gone. And he wouldn't have you there to pull him back from the edge. While the others were out planning against Markos, she was nothing but a shell. All I can give you is memories She didn't need him. His breathing was stilted, a choked stutter, and his lips were parted. She couldn't do this. All of the fear. She sat on her bed, her hands on her knees, and she stared at the floor, her mind adrift, lost. There were too many personal feelings involved. "You're usually smarter than this. She'd raised a glass in silent cheers and continued with her road trip.