converations ( caroline )

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"Mom you aren't getting it, I hate him." The blonde states as she sat at the edge of her mother's bed. Her hands pushed into her hair as she had wore the same tired expression.

"Honey I know what you're saying, but you're showing something different." The woman spoke as the girl had let a deep breath out. Finally pushing her fingers out of her hair as she had laid back on the bed. Her eyes laid on the ceiling as she had shook her head.

"I'm supposed to hate him. I'm not supposed to want him to come back. I told him to leave, and it was over." The girl states as she had felt the shift as her mother had laid back next to her.

"You know I told your father I hated him, I wanted nothing to do with him after I found out he had a wife. Yet sometimes I find myself wanting him back." The woman spoke as the girl sighed. Glancing over to her mother as she had furrowed her brows.

"I hate him." The girl spoke, a lie she tried to convince herself was real. A lie she struggled with more and more to say.

"Caroline sweetie, do you hate him? Or the fact that for once in your life you'd be jumping into something completely unknown. You've grown so comfortable with the comfort you built. The same things happen, the same people around. You don't hate him." The woman spoke tucking the girls hair behind her ear.

"But Klaus - I'm supposed to hate him. Everyone around me does. Yet I find myself lying to everyone else, so much that I want to believe myself." Caroline whispered softly as she had shut her eyes resting her head into her own hand.

"Then stop lying to yourself, and soon the lie will fade away. Emily won't hate you, you have both been friends for too long now. You need to stop worrying so much about what everyone else will think. Caroline you're so much better then all of this." Her mother whispered as Caroline opened her eyes again flickering them up to her mothers as she had swallowed.

"I'm scared mom, that even that won't be enough. There are parts of me that want to hate him. Parts that want so much for me to just shut every thought of him out. To just forget that he had ever even existed at one point in my life. Some parts of me want to just forget him completely, to not feel like this." Caroline muttered as she had let a short breath out as she felt the tear escape her eye falling down her cheek. "And there's a part of me that's so much louder that wants me to go to him. That wants me to call him back here. That wants to follow him, but I can't." She spoke shaking her head.

"I think what ever decision you make you'll have your friends behind you, and if you don't then you'll have me behind you." Her mother spoke softly as she had gave a small smile. "No matter what you do, I'll always be here for you to come back to."

"I love you mom." The girl whispered as she had pulled the woman into a hug. Enjoying the relaxing silence that soon over took the room.

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