The Incredible Existence Of Charlotte Gilbert

Charlotte rubbed her eyes, trying to get the sleep out of them. "Whoa." A voice said, grabbing her shoulders.

"Huh?" she mumbled sleepily.

The voice laughed, slapping her on the cheek, harder than it should have, "Ow!" she screamed, suddenly wide awake. "Jeremy!" she tried to hit him but he caught her wrist, "let me go!" she yelled, pulling away and stomping into her room. "Douche bag!" she shouted through the door.

She heard Jeremy laugh, then sighed. Her cheek still stung, but it wasn't as bad as it could of been. They'd gotten into fist fights before, and those hits, made this seem like a love tap. She walked over to the closet, grabbing clothes that weren't even hers.

She slid on the boot cut jeans, then a red top, a leather jacket, and black converse sneakers. "Charlie?" Elena asked, coming into the room.

"Yeah?"

"I'm gonna' drive over to Stefan's before school... do you wanna' come?" she asked tentatively.

Charlotte smiled, "sure."


Charlotte tried to walk right through the door, but Elena yanked her backwards.

Damon answers the door, smirking at Elena, he voice is cross, "is Stefan here?" she asked.

Charlotte slid under Damon's arm, wandering into the house, running upstairs. "Stefan?"

"Up here." he answered, not expecting any visitors. He knew it was Charlie, not Elena, because Charlie's voice was more raspy, quieter.

"How's my favorite stoner?" she asked, nodding in Vikki's direction.

Vikki groaned, "not her, don't you have somewhere else to be, little girl?"

Vikki hated Charlotte, mainly because she was annoying, but also because she took Jeremy's attention away from her.

Charlotte scoffed, "why does everyone call me that?" she asked, more to herself than to anyone else.

"It's because you are one!" she heard Damon call up the stairs, then Elena appeared.

"Can I talk to you...alone?" Elena asked, taking Stefan's arm, leading him away.

Charlotte sighed, "great, just great."


Charlotte looked at Vikki, "so, how's the undead life treating you?"

Vikki scoffed, "please don't talk." as annoying as Vikki thought Charlie was, she'd never hurt her. Everyone thought that way, like she was a fragile, glass doll that couldn't be hurt.

Charlotte held her hands up in a surrendering way. "Well, I'm gonna' go check on my sister," Charlotte told her, bouncing down the stairs.

"What part of alone didn't you get?" Elena asked, upon seeing her sister.

"Vikki makes me want to punch someone in the face, mainly her... so it's better I stay away from her." she explained, causing the older teens to laugh.

I'm gonna' go, okay 'Lena." Charlotte said, heading for the door. "Wait, you can't take my car!" Elena shouted, exasperated.

"I'm not, I'm walking, duh." she mumbled, leaving.


Charlotte walked all the way to the mall to buy a Halloween costume. She ended up getting a sexy cat costume. Then, she went to the Grille, to order lunch. She got a garden chicken salad, with Italian dressing, and a small green tea to drink. She didn't expect to see Damon there, "hey," she greeted, sliding in a booth beside him.

"Hey yourself. Shouldn't you be in school?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at her.

"Well, I should be, but I needed to buy a Halloween costume."

"Hmm. Did you drive here?" he asked.

Charlotte shook her head, "I only have a permit, Elena's with Stefan... I walked."

Damon's eyes widened, "come on, I'm driving you to school."

Charlotte rolled her eyes, "thanks, but no."

"It wasn't a question." Damon stated firmly.

Charlotte didn't move, so Damon knelt down to her level, "I'll carry you out of here if I have to."

She huffed, standing up, stomping out the door to his blue Chevy Camaro convertible, sliding in the passenger seat.

Damon laughed at how adorable she looked sitting in the seat with her arms crossed, fuming. "Come on pouty, get over it."

Charlotte wanted to scream, but she tried to calm herself. "If you take me to school, I'm just going to leave, it's already after noon... just drop me off at home."

Damon looked at her expectantly, "please," she finally said.

"My pleasure." Damon replied, burning rubber to the Gilbert house.


Charlotte was still pissed off when she got in her house, she went straight to the refrigerator, grabbing a bottle of something. A voice behind her cleared their throat. Damn it. She slowly turned around to see Jenna looking at her impassively.

"What are you doing home, more importantly, why are you drinking whiskey?"

"Damon drove me home... I was getting a Halloween costume during lunch, then I went to the Grille. I didn't drink any of it, yet."

Jenna laughed, "you have to go to school Charlie," she paused, "but, I wouldn't advise drinking that, unless you want to pass out for three hours."

Charlotte sighed, sticking the bottle back in the fridge, grabbing the tequila. Jenna rolled her eyes at her youngest niece, leaving her alone to drink herself stupid.

Charlotte poured the tequila into a shot glass, then did that three times, shooting each one. She flipped her hair when she was done, then ran a hand through it, ah, she felt refreshed.


Elena got home from school thirty minutes late, so she only had enough time to change, thankfully Charlie was already ready. "Let's go 'Lena," the younger girl whined, shuffling her feet.

Elena laughed, "you hate parties, why would you want to get there so soon?"

"Because I'm pissed at Damon, and I want to make out with as many guys as possible, maybe even have great sex."

Elena winced at her little sister's words, "what does that have to do with Damon?"

Charlotte's face flushed, she completely forgot that Elena didn't know... "well, uh, we... I..." she trailed off, not knowing what to say.

Elena groaned, "Charlie you didn't!"

"I did... in his defense, he's..." just thinking about it made her horny, "awesome."

"I don't want to know," Elena snapped. "You aren't going anywhere near him, got it?"

"You can't control me." Charlotte spat.

"I can," Elena grabbed her sister's arm, roughly pulling her out to the car.

They drove in silence.


Elena wouldn't let her sister out of her sight until she found Stefan. "You're brother, he's dead, I'm going to kill him. Where is he?" Elena spit out, furiously.

Charlie took that opportunity to sneak off, she ignored the voices calling her name, just walked off until she saw the beverages. She twisted the cap off a beer, even though she hated the taste, it was better than nothing. She wiped her mouth on her sleeve. She walked around drinking for a long time, then she ran into the 'gang.'

Stefan was talking to Vikki, Elena was trying to convince Mat that it was okay, and Mat was pissed at Stefan for bothering his sister. Charlotte approached cautiously, "so, what'd I miss?" Elena looked over at her little sister, then at Stefan, who took the beer from her, holding it out of her reach, (which wasn't very hard because she was super short.)

Charlotte groaned, "I'll just go get another," she giggled, she definitely drunk.

Stefan sighed, grabbing her shirt, "I think someone needs to go home."

Charlotte's giggling stopped, she was kind of an emotional drunk, one minute happy then next minute sad. "I want to go find Jeremy," she slurred, trying to get away.

Elena looked at Stefan, "I'll go with her, or, she can come with me." Elena reached her hand out, "let's go," she told Charlie firmly.

"Fine." Charlie sighed dramatically, following her sister around...

Until she heard screaming.


"Jeremy!" she shouted, snapping out of her drunk daze. "Stefan, save him!" she screamed, hoping Stefan would appear, thankfully he did.

"Vikki, no!" Elena shoved a plank into Vikki. Charlotte stumbled over to where they were, pulling Elena away so Vikki couldn't get to her, while Stefan pushed her up against a bus.

"Elena! Take Jeremy inside!" Stefan commanded.

Charlotte looked at him confused, she shrugged it off, concentrating on how much she didn't want Vikki attacking her brother. Images poured into her mind, making her scream, then she blacked out.


Charlotte woke up to a person standing over her. "What happened?" she asked.

"You passed out, you were having a vision." Damon explained, helping her sit up.

"Oh, I remember it... Genevieve has powers, I think I have them too!" she said excitedly.

Damon laughed, "let's just get you cleaned up first, then we'll worry about powers."

Elena noticed that Charlotte was awake, "how you feeling?" she asked gently.

"I'm okay, what happened to Vikki?"

"Stefan killed her."

Charlotte sighed of relief, "thank god, I never liked her."

Damon laughed but Elena didn't, "alright, you better get her out of here."

"I'm staying, I'll meet you at home Elena." Charlotte stated firmly, not giving into Damon.

Elena nodded at him, then left.


"So, what're we gonna' do with the body?" she asked him, once her sister was gone.

"We aren't, I'm driving your stubborn ass home, then I'm going to bury it. "

Charlotte crossed her arms, relaxing back into the seat, "just because everyone calls me little girl... it doesn't mean I am one."

Damon chuckled, "you have a lot of learn Charlie, you're practically still just a baby."

"Whatever." Charlotte closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep. She dreamt about the images from her vision.


Damon carried Charlotte into the house, making sure not to wake the sleeping girl. Well, she'd maybe sleep off the killer hang over she was going to have in the morning, he thought. He lay her in her bed, covering her up, the kissing her lightly on the lips. "Good night, little girl." he whispered.

"G'night," she murmured sleepily, rolling over on her side, going back to sleep.


AN: This chapter was super LONG! Sorry it took me an extra day, my mom's having a medical crisis right now... Let me know what y'all think... I LOVE REVIEWS! Thanks. :)