#carolinedearest

3:15 a.m. ( sms → caroline ): you  don’t  get  to  do  this.  you  were  the  one  who  decided  to  stop  fighting.  if  you  don’t  want  me  then  just  leave  me  alone.  please.

   For the strangest reason, Bill had sent Negan to go pick up Caroline from the party she was trying to escape, or didn’t feel safe at. He knew the real reason -- if he was honest with himself. Bill was drunk. He had drank a little too much, and for once Negan was far from the alcohol level. Of course, the Forbes family trusted him, he was after all one of the main council members and had been friends with the family forever and a day. 

     the argument was far too loud for any sort of peace. The Forbes’ house was always interesting, but he kept quite and mum in the living room. His eyes peered up seeing Caroline, the perky little girl he had watched grown up. He knew her practically like the back of his hand. He gave her a warm smile, trying to be comforting. Negan was fully aware of the look she was trying to present. The “I’m fine don’t ask.” Negan wasn’t an idiot, and on top of everything else -- he felt bad for her. The pressure of dating these days. Even though he had a wife who had really fucked him up, his world was no different. 

( text message ✉ → caroline forbes ) ...........caroline. what the fuck?!!?

“ you  know  we  can’t  do  this.  your  mom,  along  with  the  rest  of  the  town,  is  downstairs. ”  apparently  there  were  perks  to  growing  up  with  a  lockwood  as  a  friend,  including  knowing  which  rooms  would  be  best  to  sneak  into  for  some  privacy  during  big  parties.  founders  events  weren’t  as  big  a  deal  to  him  as  everyone  else  in  town,  but  he  kept  up  appearances  and  played  along  for  the  sake  of  not  hearing  secondhand  gossip  later  on.  and  for  the  chance  to  see her.  and  while  he  objected  out  loud,  stefan’s  actions  played  a  much  different  tune.  one  hand  rested  on  her  lower  back,  drawing  her  in  closer  to  him  as  the  other  slowly  reached  up  to  caress  her  cheek.  “ we’re  playing  with  fire. ”  though  weren’t  they  always?