Second Chances

The Starting Point (1)

Caroline Forbes looked around her as she stepped out onto the sidewalk, leaving the bar behind her.

She started walking down the sidewalk, letting her feet carry her wherever they wanted to go. Eventually, she reached a small park, where some random dude was playing fetch with his dog.

She walked to the bench that was placed facing a small fountain and sat down with a sigh. She listened quietly as the man-made waterfall filled the silence around her, pulling her slowly into her thoughts.

To be honest, Caroline wasn't sure what she was doing. What was there to even be done?

Her mom was dead, she had turned her emotions off, then Stefan had managed to get her to turn them back on, and now she didn't know what to do with herself.

Everything was in ruins.

She was now officially an orphan. She had ruined her friendship with Stefan and who the hell knew what was going to happen with that.

How could she even talk to him after what she did? She had destroyed one of the few good things in her life.

She made him become the very thing he despised and she hated herself for it. Then, she had been an utter bitch to Elena and Bonnie. She had hurt the ones that mattered most to her all because she had wanted the pain to stop.

All it cost her was her friendships.

God, she was such a terrible friend. If her mom could see her now, she would be so disappointed.

Caroline was drawn out of her thoughts by a guy clearing their throat and she looked up at the guy, who was likely in his early twenties.

She raised an eyebrow at him in question and he scratched the back of his head with an awkward look.

"Uh, is this seat taken?" He asked, looking nervous. Caroline shook her head and motioned for him to go ahead and take a seat. "Thanks."

She glanced at him, looking him over briefly, noting that he was extremely hot. He had dark brown hair, blue eyes with a stubble.

Why the hell did she always seem to run into extremely hot people in her life? At least the guy's not British this time.

He shifted, awkwardly before deciding to speak, "So you're blondie?"

Caroline froze, excuse me?

There was only one person who called her that and how the hell did this guy know him? And if he knew Damon, he probably knew about the supernatural world.

God, she couldn't catch a fucking break, could she?

"What?" Caroline said aloud, looking at the guy with suspension. Anyone that knew Damon, that she didn't know, was automatically untrustworthy.

The guy seemed to freeze and gave her an embarrassed look. "Sorry, I meant you're the blonde vampire Damon and Bon Bon talked about," He corrected himself clumsily.

So she was right about him knowing Damon but he knew Bonnie as well? Now the question was, did she need to run or potentially fight? Cause this dude was probably supernatural.

"Who are you?" Caroline asked sharply. She shifted in a way that if the guy made any harmful moves toward her, she would be gone in a flash.

She may be blonde but she wasn't stupid.

"Sorry, manners," He said, apologizing again. This dude had an apology problem. "I'm Kai."

Caroline's mouth dropped open. Kai as in stabby Kai? The siphoner dude?