DISCLAIMER :: I obviously don't own TVD. This is all for entertainment purposes and mostly just me trying to get back into writing. So it's mostly word-vomit. Oops? Pairing is undecided so leave a comment saying who you think Jackie would be interesting with!
When Jackie is eleven and Elena is thirteen, she beats the older girl until the skin across her knuckles cracks and all there is is blood and Elena crying and she can't stop. Even as Jeremy wraps his fingers around her arms, attempting to yank her off, pull her to his chest, she can't stop. Because in this moment, she hates the older girl beneath her. Hates her shiny hair and shiny eyes and shining smile. Hates the softness of their mother's gaze when it falls on the eldest daughter. Hates that she can get away with anything. That Elena can put her grubby little fingers on her favorite doll and give her a gapped-tooth grin like that entitles her.
She has to do this. Doesn't Jeremy understand? She has to teach Elena. Elena is unworthy. Not like Jeremy. Not like Jackie. Jeremy doesn't need to be taught because Jeremy knows. Elena doesn't.
Their father finds the three like that. With Elena, the prized daughter, balling and bleeding on the floor and Jackie on top of her and Jeremy screaming. One moment Jackie is breaking Elena's nose and the next her body collides with the grass, tossed like a rag doll to the side. Her palms flatten against the dirt, shoving herself to her feet. Rage churns in her gut. How dare he touch her that way? She stumbles forward. She'll teach him too.
Break his bones. Peel off his skin. Rip out his nails.
As if on cue, their father lets out the cry of a wounded animal, his arm bending at a sickening and impossible angle. Jackie's eyes glow silver, watching him a few feet from where she'd been heart pounds with anticipation in her chest.
Light him on fire.
Flames erupt from his skin, clawing at the cloudless sky.
It's the first time Jackie hears a grown man scream with such pain, such rawness.
She likes it.