UPDATED/REWRITTEN: 02/09/20

Big Whoops. That's All I can say to you guys. I'm doing it again. I'm editing. And tweaking for a second time. Maybe I've run out of things to read. Maybe it's the quarantine. Maybe I'm trying to find any excuse not to continue watching Son Of Anarchy because my favorite character is in for some bad times and I'm just trying to delay the inevitable. What ever it is, your girl is back.

I do want you to know. I do see an end here, so I'm trying to leave you hanging. And I must say, I think it's a pretty sicck way to leave it. Though I have an inkling you guys won't agree. But there is only one way to find out! So upward and onward.

Because I'm in this whole editing/changing things up process, I would love if you guys were to let be know about anything you were maybe hoping to see.

Quick side note, depending on how long it's been since you've read this the first time if this isn't your first rodeo, I did want to point out I did age up Amelia! I don't know about you guys, but underage teens falling in love and having relations with partners in their twenties just ain't it for me.

But for now, Enjoy! And remember I own nothing of this world except for Amelia Gilbert.

My body was sore. But it usually is after nights like this. At first it was nothing but pure bliss; sneaking around behind closed doors, stealing shy glances from across the room. It was exciting, it was simple.

I'm not naive, I knew it wasn't love. But I always thought there was at least something there. Laying here with his naked body pressed against mine, I couldn't help but to have this same inner battle with myself that I've had for the last few months. But I know there's no point. In the end it's always the same. I'll always be there for him. Even though I know it's wrong. Even though I know it's not me he really cares for… But my sister.

My names Amelia Gilbert. And I'm trapped in a colossal never ending spiral of a nightmare. And I don't even have the privilege of being the main character.

That leading role goes to my baby sister, Elena Gilbert. Mystic Falls residential girl next door, and let's be honest, a god damn moth to a supernatural flame. To everyone Elena was perfect. And I get it, I mean look at her! She's gorgeous, smart, compassionate; almost to a fault. How could anyone resist that? And that was the problem. Elena was my little sister. Of coarse I loved her. But it was hard, constantly being overlooked. Forgotten.

Rolling my eyes, I huffed. I know it's ridiculous. I'm 21 and I should have grown out of all these insecurities. But it doesn't matter how deep I buried these feelings. They always resurfaced.

Being my adopted sister means we only share a single trademark feature, our hair. We both have naturally wavy long dark chocolate brown hair. I'm personally a fan of my tousled waves, while Elena spends an unnecessary amount of time straightening hers. That and our height was pretty much all we had. Her eyes were a deep pool of chocolate brown while mine were hazel. My body, something I more recently became very proud of, is more toned due to the days spent training with Alaric. My figure used to be more similar to Elena's, though with vampires on the rise I didn't sit to comfortably with the idea of being anyone's chew toy.

After much struggle, I managed to wiggle my way from Damon's grasp and begin the search for my missing undergarments. MY black bralette and underwear were simple enough to find, along with my cream blouse. The real issue was where the hell my pants could be...

"God dammit..." I pull up the comforter off the edge of the bed to glance under,

"Looking for these?" Shooting up, I find Damon leaning against a dresser with his trademark smirk, dangling a pair of black denim between his fingers.

"Gee thanks," I snatched them from his grip and quickly shimmied them on.

"What's got you so crabby?" I choose to ignore his comment and continued to search for my other boot, "and in a rush…"

"Well not everybody has all of eternity Damon," reaching around him I took the missing boot from the top of his dresser and slipped it on. My eyes lazily dragged across his naked form, I smirk "Plus, I have places to be". He chuckles moving around me and flopped back down onto the bed,

"Sure you do Princess".

I remember when Caroline used to bitch insistently about Elena. About how it was always a competition. And it's true. Everyone loves Elena.

"Matty!" I couldn't help the smile that sets on my face every time I saw the guy. With all the stuff he been through, and being one of the few humans in our little group. The kids a trooper, plus he's god damn adorable.

I threw my arms around his neck and squealed when he picked me up off the ground.

"Hey Ames, you look-"

I hummed raising a brow, "Tread carefully Donovan..." I know what I look like. I got out of the boarding house so fast I had to use my rear-view mirror to salvage what I could. Which pretty much means throwing sex hair into a messy bun and rubbing off the dark eyeliner rings that formed under my eyes. I was lucky that tube of mascara and chap-stick sitting in my car hasn't melted yet.

"Beautiful. Ames, you look beautiful." I heard him snicker and gave him a nice shove in the arm before looking up at the clock. Two till ten. Fantastic. "Your timing is truly phenomenal… " I just laughed as I skipped my way into the back room, I quickly scanned the room before ripping off my top and tossing on my black Mystic Grill tee and the apron. After shoving all my crap into my locker, I dashed out only to skid to a halt right in-front of my boss, hand on hip with a cheeky smile. Like they'd fire me. He checked his watch and gave me a pointed look,

"Phenomenal timing Miss. Gilbert."

I gave a wink, "So they say, where will you have me?"

"Jessica's a no show again. So look who got a promotion. Bar duty."

"Well shit. Thanks," I grinned before skipping my way over to the bar.

Just as I was about finished up with drying glasses, Matt came over with an order, "Bar duty hey? Good for you." He gave a genuine smile,

"Thanks Matty, you know it's not even noon and I've served an obscene amount of liquor. Sometimes we joke about alcoholism, but clearly it's a seriously problem here..."

Matty shakes his head at me but grins "It's a small town Ames, what else are they supposed to do all day?"

"It's always the small towns getting into trouble." I placed the gin and tonic on the bar and winked. "Order up." Matt winked and took the drink but froze at the sight of the perky blonde standing by the door. "Play nice Donovan, I like her." After a few unfriendly words, mainly from Matt, I watched as Caroline awkwardly ran for the bathroom. I sighed, "Was that really necessary?" He only shook his head before he continued to wait on tables.

I lazily wipe down the counter but then jerk up alarmed as a frazzled Caroline bolts out of the washroom.

"So you're sure you don't want to come? You know it's pretty pathetic I had to wrangle a 18 year old to be my date." Hand on hip, I gave her a look. You know the look. She just rolled her eyes.

"With what's going on between me and Stefan, I think it's better if I just stay in. You know, trashy TV, junk food. Plus, I want to keep an eye on Jenna." Yeah, like I believe that load of bull. "Also, you didn't have to go with Matt, why couldn't you go with Justin? Or Eric? Or any of the other guys you've dated in the past".

"Oh Elena. Trust me, they're in the past for a reason." I zipped up the side of the dress and looked at Elena's refection expectantly, "So..?" she quickly hops off my bed and steps towards my reflection and smiles,

"Ames, you look amazing. Where did you even get that dress?" I ran my hands over the smooth material of the black asymmetric dress, admiring it in its reflection. It was form fitting and ended mid thigh; very simple, as intended.

"Let's just say the drive was worth it. You of all people understand the fear of stumbling upon the same dress as someone." Elena laughed wrapping her arm around my shoulder, placing her chin on my left.

"Are you referring to my spring formal catastrophe of 09? We promised we'd never speak of that day. It was humiliating." she grumbled while handing me a lipstick.

Popping the lid, I scrunched my nose at the color, "Lena, pass me the one from my brown bag," she rolls her eyes but complies as I apply a final coat of mascara. My eye makeup was a soft smokey eye, winged liner and some wispy lashes. I had already placed my black lace mask; its silk ties entwined into my messy but elegant up-do. "Well I think I'm pretty much set…" I quickly but expertly apply a deep plum lipstick that Elena grabbed, sighing in relief that I didn't fuck up the process. "I better not hold Matty up much longer,"

Elena handed me my clutch and a pair of her heels that matched my lip colour. "Ou! - wait... What do you want for the shoes?" She gasps in mock horror,

"Can't I just let my own sister borrow a pair of shoes for the night with no ulterior motives?" I purse my lips, "I want dibs on your black and gold gown" she deadpanned.

What a stone cold fox. "Deal". I bounded downstairs while taking a second and slower attempt of stuffing my belongings into a clutch the size of a god damn peanut.

Matt chuckled at my frustration and crossed his arms as I planted my butt on the stairs to ease the effort of sliding my feet into these heels. I lazily clawed at his arm until he assisted in helping me up before linking up, "Well thanks Matty, always a gentleman." He shook his head and recomposed himself,

"You look amazing Ames," I made an over dramatic gasp and fanned myself off with my hand that wasn't hitched to his.

"Why I neva, Matty you sure know how to make a gal blush," Elena laughed at my southern drawl. "So where's Jeremy? I haven't seen him since he snuck in earlier?" I grinned at the successful click from the bag shutting. Looking back up I find a disapproving look on Elena's face,

"You just missed him, apparently he has a sudden interests in masquerade balls and the idea of leaving his bedroom."

I playfully hip checked her, "Yeah, heaven forbid he may actually have fun." Elena wasn't impressed,

"It's never that easy." I just roll my eyes before making my way over to Aunt Jenna, "Hey lazy, I'll see you in a few hours. Don't get too rowdy," I scolded before dodging a magazine aimed at my head,

"I'm not lazy! I'm incapable." I hummed eyeing the area of her injury. It wasn't fair. Jenna shouldn't have been dragged into this bullshit. I placed quick kiss to her cheek.

"Well now you can say you successfully survived a stabbing. You've got street cred if you ask me." She glared,

"I walked into a knife.." I waved her off,

"Just say it was a shark attack."

"Come on Ames, we're running pretty late here." I rolled my eye and let Matt pull me towards his truck,

"Have fun you two!" I smiled back at Elena and waved,

"Now don't you watch too much soft corn vampire porn!" Matty snickered at the scowl on Elena's face and we quickly continued to his car as she mumbled obscenities at us.

WOOWEE! Well I know that the changes may not be significant to you, but they are to me! And I hope you just feel it too! Either way, let me know what you think and stay fabulous!

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