Hey guys! So this idea has been playing in my mind for ages! I finally mustered up enough courage to post it. I hope you like it. This starts after 1x07- Haunted. R&R! Cheers.
PROLOGUE
Flashes of the car driving off the Wickery Bridge ran through her mind. She vividly remembers teasing her sister about boy issues, and her sister retaliating by snapping at her. But then, her whole world shattered when her mother turned back to reprimand them. It was too late for anything to be done when she noticed the truck barreling towards them and warned her father.
She remembers her reflex action; instead of shying and curling in her corner, which was the furthest from the truck, she grabbed her sister's arm and flung her towards her side, shielding Elena with her own body. She recalled her sister's shocked and frightened expression as Elena held her arm in a death grip.
She closed her eyes when she heard the window shatter, but she knew that she had to do this, it was her job as the oldest sibling to protect her siblings. So she absorbed the brunt of the attack. She felt indescribable pain, but no sound escaped her. All that she could do was fade into darkness.
She was oblivious to the events that had occurred after that, and her mind went into frenzy. What if they crashed into the water? Are the others okay? She had to get her parents and sister out. They may not be conscious, they could be fading fast. She battled her heavy eyelids, tried to raise her leaden arms, anything to get her limbs in action, but to no avail. And when she opened her mouth to inquire if her family was still conscious, she choked.
Something was in her throat, she could not speak. Her eyes watered as she managed to twitch her fingers. She heard shouting before she was lost again.
The next time she was aware of her surroundings, she could feel a soft hand gently stroking her hair, whispering words of comfort. Words like 'Jeremy', 'Elena', 'home' and 'worried' registered in her mind and her lips twitched as she managed to place the voice. She knew she could always count on her Aunt Jenna to be there for her.
Does that mean that they were all rescued in time? That they were all safe? She could tell her Aunt was seated on her left from where her voice was coming from. Her right hand was held in a tight grip and she knew that her Aunt was not the only one present. If the rest of her family were recovering too, that must mean that the person holding her hand was Jeremy.
With a lot of coaxing and patience, a pair of closed eyes snapped open to reveal a stunning hue of forest green.
Alanna Gilbert was awake.