𝟏𝟖

8.2K 270 148
                                    


a/n: charlotte's outfit for the day and dress for the miss mystic falls party is above ⬆


Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.


☆═━ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 ━═☆


Living in the past was no luxury to those who have heard of it and went through with it. It becomes so normal that the present seems surreal. Charlotte had an entirely different case. Her past was her life. Every memory was what her future should have been built upon, it wasn't in the cards for her life to turn out the way it did.

But it had and ever since then, Charlotte spent every waking moment trying to accept her fate and whom she needed to be, to keep going.

It was hard but it was life.

"How is everything, now?" Elena asked Charlotte as they walked off the pavement and onto the school grounds.

Charlotte sighed exasperatedly, "Not good. I am ignoring Izadora's direct threat to leave town or she will expose me."

"Did you tell Damon?"

"Damon killed your uncle because he knew about him, luckily, John could make it back," The brunette reminded her, lowering her voice for any unwanted ears, "I am not sure Izadora can and she is one of the only people Serena and Cassie have left."

"I can't tell Damon," She finished, shaking her head.

"I understand your point but you can't live in fear of what Izadora might or might not do," The Gilbert said as Charlotte shrugged, inhaling deeply.

"But I get her point, Elena. I am a vampire, a monster. I can barely control my bloodlust," She whispered out, vigorously shaking her head, "I almost killed someone yesterday...it's not safe for any human to be around me. I understand that she is worried about her grandchildren's safety."

"You are not a monster, Charlotte," Elena claimed.

Charlotte chuckled humorously, shaking her head, "You don't even know me."

"Correct, but I like to think that I can read people," Elena shrugged, putting her hands in her jacket's pockets as she shifted from foot to another, "And if you were a monster, you would have killed me for Stefan...for what Katherine did to you? A monster doesn't have a brain or a heart, a monster wouldn't wait to understand. A monster wouldn't put anyone before themselves."

eunoia, 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐀𝐍 ¹ ✔Where stories live. Discover now