Post by Stefan Salvatore on Oct 19, 2014 13:12:57 GMT -6
Watching Caroline storm past him as her disappointment and hate lingered in the room behind her. He felt a weight on his heart and he knew that it was the guilt slowly sinking in. He had hurt the one person that had kept him going through the times that he felt like he was loosing himself. After everything that he had been through he knew that he could always rely on Caroline Forbes.
But now he had ruined the one true friendship that he ever had since Lexi. Part of him knew that if Lexi was here right now she would have followed Caroline. But Lexi was gone, and so was his brother. No amount of thinking could change that. The other side was gone and there was nothing that could be done, Damon and Bonnie were gone. Dead.
It had been four months and in those four months Stefan had searched every single lead that Alaric sent his way and it always led to a dead end. But Stefan had no choice, he had to move on with his life and he hoped that his brother would understand.
Bending down to pick up shards of broken wood that once created his table and chairs, food splattered across the floor and up the walls. Some of it had even made its way onto the ceiling. He would take care of that later, right now all he could think about was Caroline.
Picking up what he could manage to carry he headed outside to his porch and dropped them onto the firewood stack and headed back inside. Stopped in his tracks "Enzo" he murmured. "Let her go" he ordered.
But now he had ruined the one true friendship that he ever had since Lexi. Part of him knew that if Lexi was here right now she would have followed Caroline. But Lexi was gone, and so was his brother. No amount of thinking could change that. The other side was gone and there was nothing that could be done, Damon and Bonnie were gone. Dead.
It had been four months and in those four months Stefan had searched every single lead that Alaric sent his way and it always led to a dead end. But Stefan had no choice, he had to move on with his life and he hoped that his brother would understand.
Bending down to pick up shards of broken wood that once created his table and chairs, food splattered across the floor and up the walls. Some of it had even made its way onto the ceiling. He would take care of that later, right now all he could think about was Caroline.
Picking up what he could manage to carry he headed outside to his porch and dropped them onto the firewood stack and headed back inside. Stopped in his tracks "Enzo" he murmured. "Let her go" he ordered.
