"You're right Damon, absolutely right. I am a virgin, I am judgmental, and maybe I don't have the perfect control over my magic. But you want to know the difference between me and you?" I asked. He cocked his head. "What's that?" "With a little open mindedness, all of those things about me can change. You're still as sad as the day you died."

We had both been running from a part of ourselves for years, taking refuge in the violent and chaotic. Derek was a magnet for blood and trouble, but I was a magnet for chaos and destruction. When he looked at me, I saw the power in his eyes and thrill we both tried to fight as we fell. We were King and Queen of disaster. And I loved him.

I'd never seen anything like him, a man so innately chaotic. Every move me made was a precise devastation to those who opposed him. Every thought he had was a concise madness. The hell in his eyes burned hotter than any flame ever could, swallowing me whole and consuming every bit of me. I yearned for him in the wrongest ways and loved him in the darkest. He was mine. I was his.

Without the wall, I could see him for who he truly was. An immortal soul with a timeless lust for life and a thirst for the thrill. The rest of us held ourselves down with the morals given to us by our fathers, but Damon had no such qualms. He was flexible in his views and his morals varied. Most of all, he was more honest than any of us. And even though I knew better, I loved him.

As a messenger of death, it made sense that I could only see the red of his eyes. He'd earned them by killing, he was an Alpha, one that death seemed to follow. Derek was Beacon of hope in a town where the good died and the innocent were slaughtered. Through it all I saw him for what he was, a mix of a man with endless capabilities. I loved him endlessly.

Caroline POV set during chapter 26 of Effervescent. Caroline makes some very, very, shocking connections that lead to a truth she hadn't been expecting. I hope you guys love it.