Probably the saddest thing I’ve ever written. As she knows, I blame lynyrdwrites even though she maintains that it was not her fault. Safe for everything.
This is canon up through the season finales of S6 and S2 (as far as I’m aware).
Summary: Still struggling with the events of the last few months, Caroline seeks to regain control of her life, as per Elena’s parting words. She takes some time for herself, faithfully writing letters to her friend in her journal every night, cataloguing every moment from when she left Mystic Falls to when Elena wakes up. These excerpts tell the story of Caroline’s journey to an epic love told through Elena’s eyes.
Warning: I’m repeating it again. This does not have a happy ending. Bittersweet, maybe, but not happy.
Elena felt like she was floating in nothingness. She had no sense of time or the space around her. It was sleep with no dreams. She couldn’t hold on to a coherent thought for more than a few seconds.
And then she took a breath and sat up, looking wildly around, and everything came crashing back to her, and the first thing she realized was that Bonnie must be dead.
The second thing she realized was that the last person she ever would have thought would be at her bedside was, in fact, present.
They were alone.
He remained silent, simply pushing a huge stack of leather-bound notebooks–journals–towards her. “These are for you.”
“What?” Elena asked, rather inarticulately, a bit overwhelmed with all of the emotions and memories hitting her at once.
“They’re Caroline’s. Just read them,” he said, and then she blinked and he was gone.
Confused, she opened the first page of the journal with the sticky note taped to it, marked 1. Typical Caroline.
June 2nd, 2012
It’s been a week since you were put under the spell, and I’ve been procrastinating on starting the journal. I didn’t want to talk about it…well, write about it, but it probably will get worse before it gets better. And your last wish was to know about my life (and Bonnie’s), and I’m going to follow through with that.