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Behind the Gray

Chapter 15: Lies too Big

"Good Morning", a silky voice purred, my eyes fluttered open and two icy blue eyes were staring down at me. "Morning Damon", I yawned stretching my arms, I looked around, but I didn't recognized where I was. "Where are we?" I asked, the last thing I remembered was being in the car headed back to Mystic Falls. "At a motel in Georgia", he smiled as he lay down next to me in bed. "Okay, night night", I muttered closing my eyes, once more.

"Oh, no you don't", he announced pulling the blankets off my body, I growled can I ever get a good night's rest, I wondered. "Fine", I groaned, sitting up, "I'm waking up, but I'm not getting off of this bed", I told him, and I regretted those words instantly once I saw the smirk on his face. He blurred over to me, pinning me down on the bed, "Well, it's about time you offered . . ." he whispered, I focused all my energy and sent him flaying across the room. "No, means no, Damon", I said grabbing the remote and turning on the T.V. "I hate it when you do that", he said getting up and making his way back to the bed.

"Infomercial. . . informercial . . . informercial", I said flipping through the channels, "Weird, what time is it?" I asked, "6 am", he replied swiftly, "SIX AM – SIX IN THE MOTHERFRIKING AM", I yelled out, he rolled his eyes at me, "Yeah, wake me up in three hours", I said pulling the blanket over me, "Come on don't be lame", he teased, "I don't want too", I scooted closer to him, snuggling into his chest . . . don't judge me when I'm sleepy, I told my myself.

He wrapped his arms around me, the warmth of his skin made me shiver. My body was aching for him, I trailed my finger up his bare chest, and softly laid feather like kissed up to his shoulder blade, I glanced up staring into his crystal blue eyes, he caressed my face, before grasping my chin and brushing his lips against mines, my heart fluttered I couldn't contain myself any longer, I shivered as our lips crushed together, our passion and lust for each other blinding our judgment. He gasped as I crawled on top of him, straddling his hips; he tore my shirt off of, embracing me with passionate kisses. I moaned as his teeth nicked my neck, his faced had darkened, I felt something trickle down my neck, I reached and whipped a small amount of blood with index. I stared at my blood covered finger, the smell was intoxicating, I couldn't help but bite my lip, I looked at Damon, his eyes had darken, I loved this man, no matter if he was sweet Damon or arrogant Vampire.

I coated my lips with blood, enjoying the lustful expression on his face, as he bombarded me with a kiss, that alone almost brought me over the edge. I gasped, our lips separating, we both tried to catch our breaths, "I love you", he whispered, I trembled at the sound of his voice, the meaning of his words.

"Now wake up", he whispered, I looked at him confused, "what?" I asked, "Wake up", his voice was a little louder now, "Tru wake up".

My eyes fluttered open, I was laying down on the back seat as Damon reached over from the drivers, "Hey sleepy head, your home", he announced as I sat up, it was a dream, I reached for my necklace, which was still around my neck, Damn, it was my own dream. As relieved as I was, there was a part of me that wanted that moment to be real. "Thanks", I muttered as I got out, it was morning extremely early, "Tru", I turned around to see Damon next to me, in front of my house, "Thank you, for what you did", he said sincerely, was I mistaken or did Damon Salvatore, just thank me. Definitely a moment I should document, but I'll let him have his moment today.

I leaned over and kissed his cheek, "I promised remembered", I whispered, I made my way towards the Gilberts, hoping Elena was home. I was about to knock on her door when she opened it, surprised by me. "Tru, you're home? Are you okay? What did Damon do? Where did he take you?" she bombarded me with questions, "Yes, yes, nothing, Georgia", I answered, "Wait where you going?" I asked as I saw her flustered expression. "I'm heading to the boarding house, I need to confront him about Katherine and Serena", she said giving me a sad smile, " I'll go with you, either way if he might have answers he needs to share", I said.

We were heading towards the boarding house, in Elena's car. I miss my car, my precious baby, stupid Vampire. That's it! It is now my soul mission in life is to get revenge on the asshole that made me crash my car. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't noticed when we had arrived. Elena had gotten out and practically sprinted towards the door, "anxious much", I muttered slowly getting out of the car, I really didn't care if I was related to Serena, I'm more thankful at the idea, I mean if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be here. I made my way in, hoping that I don't get dragged in to a Stefan and Elena fight. I found Elena and Stefan in the middle of a heated conversation, so I decided to slowly and quietly walk away. Stefan heard me and quickly stood up, by the look on his face he needed a mediator in the room. I sighed, "Hi", I announced walking through the doors. "Hi, Tru you're back", he said giving me a weak smile. Elena didn't glance at me, "oh, crap she has her 'I'm on a mission' face", I muttered under my breath, Stefan smirked at me, clearly able to hear me.

"You could have told me", Elena told him clearly ignoring me. "I wanted to tell you", he pleaded with her, ah, Damn this is awkward. "You said no more lies, only the truth . . . I can handle the truth, Stefan. As crazy as it is, I can handle that you are a Vampire and my best friend is a weird freak of nature . . ." hey I'm not a freak', I thought. " . . . and my other best friend is a witch, I can accept that the world is a much more dangerous place than I thought, but this . . . this lie, I can't take", she continued, she was definitely working the guilt card, it was even affecting me.

"What am I to you? Whoa am I to you?" she asked desperation in her voice, I couldn't control myself; I was going to regret butting in. "Urg . . . are you kidding me, Elena? Stop with the insecure crap, he loves you , you! Not Katherine, so stop trying to dig up something that's no there, the guy worships you", okay, I think I blacked out for a moment, yup, that's my excuse. Elena was quite, she knew I was right, I mean even Stefan gave me a sigh of relief.

"You are nothing like her", Stefan added. "And when did you figure that out?" Elena took a step towards Stefan, Damn it you should have not said a word. "Before you kissed me? Before we slept together?"

"Before I met you", Stefan confessed to her, ah, yeah my awkward meter was through the roof, I slowly backed out of the room, "What?" She whispered. I walked out of the room, but my damn curiosity got to me, and I hid next to the door listening in. I felt a swoosh of air around me, "Damon", I whispered. He stood next to me, grinning like an idiot. "Don't even start", I mouthed to him. I nodded towards Stefan and Elena's direction, and I went back to listening in.

"The first day of school, when we met, it wasn't for the first time, Elena", he told her, yeah I totally guessed that there's no way you start dating your ex's look alike without knowing about her first. "Then when was it?" she asked. "May 23rd 2009", he told her, Damn that's the day of her parents death, I felt Damon try to pull me away, "Shoo, go away", I whispered. "But that was-", I heard her say, before he cut her off. "That was the day your parents' car went off the bridge", he announced.

"Every couple of years I would come back here to see Zach and see my home . . . last spring, I was out in the woods, by the old Wickery bridge and I heard the accident, all of it, I was fast getting there but not fast enough. The car was already submerged, your dad was still- he was still conscious. I was able to get to him, but he wouldn't let me help him, until I helped you", guilt washed over his face, oh, crap when she woke up from the hospital no one could figure out how Elena got out of the car.

"They said it was a miracle", she whispered to him. "I went back for them, but it was too late, I couldn't . . . save them, when I pulled you out, I looked at your face. You looked like Katherine, I couldn't believe the resemblance. After that, I spent months making sure you weren't her, I watched you, I learned everything that I could about you, and I saw how you were nothing like Katherine. I wanted to leave town, but I couldn't not without knowing you. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I wanted to, but you were so sad", he told her, Damon and I were both listening in, by the look he had on his face, Damon didn't know about Stefan saving Elena.

"Why do I look like her? Why does Tru look like Serena", she asked, I looked back to where Damon was standing, he wasn't there, well I guess this is my time to cut in. "Sere-Tru has been through enough, I think we should talk about this later", I walked into the room and stopped when I was next to Elena. "I can speak for myself, Stefie . . . now if you have an ideal why we look like them, spill it", I said grabbing Elena's hand, she was shaking, I was calm, not anxious to know the truth, and I think it's because I already knew the truth, I guess I've always suspected it.

"It didn't make any sense to me, you're a Gilbert, and you Tru are a Davis . . . I was confused, Katherine and Serena were sisters, but when you told me Tru that you were adopted, a light bulb went off in my head. And then I learned the truth, Elena was adopted, you were both adopted", Elena squeezed my hand when Stefan told her the truth, but there was a feeling in the pit of my stomach that told me there was something missing. Elena froze, I knew I was adopted and I was fine with it, but Elena what she must be going through. "Does that mean, Tru and I are related?" she finally spoke. "No, it can't be, it doesn't add up . . . I mean Serena and Katherine weren't sisters", I told Elena. "How do you know this?" Stefan asked, he didn't look confused actually he looked as if, things made sense, my memories of the images I had seen, finally made sense now. "When Emily possessed Bonnie, I had a vision of Serena talking to Emily . . . Camilla . . . Serena Camilla, that was her real name", I mumbled trying to remember, why was this so hard, I mean time I've had a premonition it was always so crystal clear after wards, but these visions or my dreams, they were always so hazy.

"Why would they want people to know them as sisters?" Stefan asked trying to read me, I sighed in frustration. "They're just too much of a blur to understand them . . . but all I can remember is that Serena protected Katherine . . . something about her bloodline", I said rubbing my temple, as a headache started to build. "But they were all so confusing", I muttered. "It makes sense now", Stefan added, Elena and I both looked up. "Wait how did you know Elena was adopted?" I asked we had clearly forgotten to ask for that information from Stefan.

"Your birth certificates, both of yours they were tinkered with, they both said you were born in Mystic Falls General Hospital", he said , "That's impossible, my dad was working in Seattle, that's where he's always said I was born", I added, my voice was shaky now, the confusion was getting to me. "That's the thing; there is no record of Elena's mother being pregnant, both of your births where only days apart. Tru's then yours, Elena, but with what Tru's vision has showed her, her birth certificate makes sense now", he said, I gave looked at him trying to figure what he was going to say, "Tru's certificate, Camilla was written as her last name, there's no record of who your mother was, but the only thing I did find was the record of who was in the labor room when you were born, Sheila Bennet and Grayson Gilbert", Bennet, ' I will protect you until the next Petrova doppelgänger is born and you are reawaken', repeated throughout my mind, then it hit me, "I'm her", I whispered bellow my breath, Stefan shot me a confused look, I needed to talk Sheila.

"I'm sorry, I have to go", I muttered as I ran out, everything was spinning, I couldn't stop, I didn't want to stop, it made sense my dreams, my visions they were memories. Memories I still couldn't understand. I finally stopped, my mind was racing at 100 miles per hour, I hadn't realized where I was going, until I stood in front of Sheila Bennett's house. I didn't know what to do, how to even ask her, if she's a Bennet then she should know Emily, and if I am really Serena. I couldn't do this alone, I didn't know who to call. My first instinct was to call Damon, but I couldn't Sheila would never open up with him in the room, but I know someone she would. I waited outside, her door not able to knock on it, "Here let me", Stefan said as he knocked on the door, "thanks . . . sorry I just ran out", I said fiddling with my hands. "It's okay, thanks for calling me", he said as Sheila opened the door.

"Tru . . . Stefan what brings you here?" she asked with a friendly smile on her face.

A/N: Hope you guys liked it so far will update soon . . . Hopefully! =) ( just giving you guys hint here, but I do love reviews) Shout out to Blueberrytoast ( next part will be full of Damon POV), enimzajlove13, Laura-LaLa , SomebodyWhoCares, and ADORATIO for commenting. Enjoy =)