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I woke up wrapped around Tyler. I watched him sleep for a few minutes before getting up and heading to the bathroom to brush my teeth with his tooth brush.

I felt good.

For the first time in weeks, I truly felt good. I was well rested and sober and nothing bad was happening at the moment. Logan was staked, Damon hadn't killed anyone in a while, and my family and friends were safe and unhurt.

I stripped down to my underwear. I had come over in pajamas shorts and a tank top last night and didn't want to go home like that, so I headed over to Tyler's drawers to find something to wear. I got out a plain white t-shirt and put it on before starting to look for some sweatpants that weren't too huge on me. While digging through I came upon a piece of paper. No, it was a photograph.

Vicki.

It was a photo of Vicki and Tyler down by the falls, with drunken smiles on their faces. Vicki had her arm wrapped around Tyler's neck.

My stomach clenched. They looked happy, like an actual couple rather than friends who just had sex like I always thought of them. I then realized that I hadn't even thought of Vicki since last night.

The guilt was instantaneous. How could I have slept in Tyler's bed with him and had a good night sleep when Vicki use to be so infatuated with him. How could I wake up and feel good when she was never going to wake up ever again because I had driven a stake through her heart? I don't deserve to feel good.

I hear Tyler stir. I shove the picture back in his drawer and grab my tank top and shorts from the bathroom before sneaking out in only my underwear and Tyler's long shirt.

…

"Hello?" I answer my phone on the fifth ring.

"Damon has Elena." Stefan's voice sounds slightly panicked.

"What do you mean Damon has Elena?" I grind out, my grip tightening on the steering wheel.

"She left last night and I've been trying to call her but Damon picked up. She doesn't have her necklace on."

"Shit."

…

I got out of my car after parking it in the school parking lot, slamming the door angrily. I was still only wearing Tyler's t-shirt and my pair of converse sneakers so everyone was staring at me.

I see Bonnie and Stefan talking at a picnic table and go over to them. "So, how are we going to do this?"

"Bonnie's going to try to make a connection with Elena..." Stefan answers, trailing off while he looks me up and down. He shifts uncomfortably.

Bonnie looks nervous. "I don't know. How do you know I can do this?" She asks Stefan, as I sit down next to her.

"Because I've known a few witches through the years. I've seen what they can do."

"I'm still new at it."

"But your kickass, Bennett. Just give it a shot." I try to be encouraging. Stefan gives Bonnie Elena's necklace. Bonnie holds the necklace and closes her eyes, concentrating.

She opens her eyes and gives an exasperated sigh. "There's nothing. Nothing's happening. Usually there's an image or a…" That doesn't sound good. "Tell me if someone's looking."

Bonnie bends down and picks up a leaf, and then starts to raise her hand above it. She gives another exasperated sigh before dropping her hands.

"What is it?" Stefan asks, concerned.

"There's something wrong."

"With Elena?"

"With me. There's something wrong with me. I have to go. I'm sorry you guys, I can't help you." Bonnie picks up her books and rushes away.

"Perfect. Now what?" I ask Stefan.

"I don't know."

…

Stefan had told me everything that happened. Everything. How is it even possible that Elena looks exactly like a vampire who has been stuck in a tomb for 145 years! It doesn't make sense. Though it does explain why Damon hasn't killed her yet.

"Elena, where the hell are you?" I say angrily into the phone.

"I'm sorry I haven't called."

"I know what happened. Stefan filled me in on everything. But hanging out with Damon, really? Are you that stupid?" I say, knowing I probably sound like a hypocrite since even after Vicki died and I hated him so much more than I already did, I still got drunk with him.

"I just need some time."

"Where are you Elena? I won't tell Stefan, I promise."

Elena sighs. "I'm in Georgia."

"Georgia? What the hell are you doing there?"

"I don't know, were at some bar. I guess Damon wanted to visit his ex-girlfriend."

"Ex-girlfriend?"

"Yeah, she's a witch."

"Okay, tell me exactly where you are, I'm coming to get you."

"No, Zoey. I'll be back soon. You have to let me deal with this on my own. Isn't that what you always say?"

I sigh. "If he hurts you…"

"He won't. I'll be fine."

Elena then proceeded to hang up on me. Damn it.

"Zoey, shouldn't you be in class?" Alaric Saltzman asks, as he walks towards me.

"Family emergency." I say, holding up the phone. He raises his eyebrow, not believing a word I said. "What about you? Shouldn't you be teaching a whole bunch of bratty kids?"

"Teachers have a free block too. Have you given any more thought to an extra-credit assignment? You didn't pass in your last assignment so your mark has gone down to 44%."

I shrug. "Oh well."

"You really should give it a shot, second chances and all."

"I don't deserve it. It's not like I'm going to actually do it anyways." He gives me a look mixed with sympathy and confusion. I roll my eyes. "I better get back to class. Wouldn't want to miss all of that great learning."

…

"Hey, you left early this morning." Tyler walks up to me at school.

"Yeah, I didn't want to wake you."

"Nice outfit." He says, raising his eyebrow suggestively at me.

I laugh. "I'm thinking of making a new trend." My smile drops, as I remember the photo of him and Vicki. "Um… I have to get to class."

He grabs onto my arm, stopping me. "Since when are you ever been on time for class, much less early? What's going on with you? I thought things were going back to normal."

"They are. I'm… I'm just a little worried. My sister decided to go on a road trip with Damon Salvatore."

"I thought she was dating Stefan."

"It's complicated. Listen I have to go. See you around."

I decide to go talk to Stefan again. He said he told me everything but I don't believe him. There was still something he hadn't told me, something important.

"Zoey, have you talked to Elena?" I ignore his question and ask my own.

"Why does Elena look exactly like Katherine? It doesn't make sense. What else aren't you telling me?"

"Zoey…"

"Tell me Stefan."

"The first day that I met Elena at school, it wasn't the first time. I heard your parent's car crash into the water. I went to save them but your dad told me to get Elena out first. That's when I saw her face. I went back for your parents, but it was too late. I couldn't save them. I spent months watching her, making sure she wasn't Katherine. I was going to leave town but I couldn't. Not without knowing her."

I took a deep breath and held the tears back. My parents died to save Elena. "Say it." Since the moment I found out that Elena and Katherine looked exactly alike I had my suspicions.

"Elena is adopted. And so are you."

…

"I need a drink."

"Zoey, I've known you for years. I know you're not 21."

"Yes you have known me for years. So you should know that I get what I want. And I want a drink, Ben."

Ben and I stared each other down for a few moments before he relented. He poured me some liquor, quickly checked to make sure that no one was looking, and handed it over. "Only one."

I take it and dip it back, drinking half of it. Ben was a couple years ahead of me in school. He was some big football star but one thing led to another and he was now stuck working at The Grill.

I notice Jenna and Alaric talking over in the corner but turn around and continue to drink.

"Can I have two more?" I hear Alaric ask from behind me. I see Ben nod and leave. "Drinking alone on a school night? I didn't know they served minors here."

"Fuck off."

"Someone's in a bad mood. You do know that your aunt is right over there. Drinking alcohol in front of your guardian and history teacher? Not the best idea."

"I'm aware of that. I just don't happen to care."

"Why do you hate yourself so much?"

"Excuse me?" I ask, making sure to keep my bored expression.

"Why do you hate yourself so much?" He repeats even though he knows I heard him.

"I don't. I love myself. I mean come on, not everyone turns out this hot." I raise my eyebrow suggestively, looking him up and down.

"I think I have only seen you once when you weren't drunk or high. Now, I know people party in high school but you don't seem to do it for fun. Your smart, yet you don't do any of your school work. Your pretty but you usually look like a mess." I frown at him. "But most of all, when I asked you to do extra credit you didn't just say you didn't want to do it, you said you didn't deserve it. You didn't deserve a second chance. If that's not self-hatred, I don't know what is."

"Are you done with this physiological bullshit? You don't know anything about me, so don't pretend you do."

"I know a few things, but your right. I don't know much and I don't know what goes on in your life or the real reasons to why you are the way you are."

"Maybe there just isn't a reason, ever think about that. This is who I am, always has been. I like to drink, smoke, piss people off, and have sex. That's all there is to it." I tell him, playing with his shirt. "And you love it. You keep harassing me about my grades and my behaviour because you want me. It's okay, I can be quite irresistible." I whisper seductively.

He grabs my hand. "You…"

I stop him from talking by bringing his head down to my level and kissing him hungrily. I feel him try to move away but I keep my grip tight as I stick my tongue down his throat.

"ZOEY!" I hear Jenna's voice. Alaric finally pushes me off of him.

"What the fuck is this?" Tyler says angrily, as he and Matt walk towards us.

I supress the groan at seeing Tyler and Matt. They weren't supposed to see that. Oh well, maybe it's for the best.

"What is going on here?" Jenna asks just as angrily, though I can see the hurt in her eyes. Good.

I smirk. "Just getting to know each other better."

I look around me to see four angry and hurt faces staring back at me. This is going to be fun.

…

"What the hell is wrong with you? Why did you kiss him?" Jenna asks as we walk into the Gilbert house.

I shrug. "Because I felt like it."

"I don't know what's happened to you. You aren't the girl you use to be. Alaric could lose his job over this. And did you see the hurt look on Tyler, your best friends, face? And what about me? You know I like him."

"Maybe that's why I did it."

The hurt look on Jenna's face doesn't bother me. "Why do you want to hurt me?"

"Oh, I don't know! How about because you're a lying bitch? Were you ever going to tell me that I was adopted? That Elena and I aren't really part of the family. That Jeremy isn't even really my brother!"

Jenna looked shocked. "Zoey… I…"

"Don't. I don't want here your lame ass excuses. You should have told us. And you better be the one to tell Elena." I go up the stairs.

"Zoey, please come down, we need to talk about this!"

"No, we don't. I don't have to listen to you anymore, Jenna. It's not like you're my actual aunt."

…

I headed back to The Grill later that night. Luckily, Tyler and Matt weren't there but Alaric was. I ignored him and went over to Damon, sitting down on the chair next to him.

"Where's my sister?"

"I would assume either with my brother or at home safe in that little bed of hers." He said taking a sip from his drink. "Don't worry, I didn't compel her or do anything to hurt her. But, since I'm sure I worried you so, I'll buy you a drink." Damon compelled the bartender into giving me as much alcohol as I wanted.

"You know I'm still going to kill you one of these days."

"I know you'll try." He smirks at me and raises his glass. I do the same. "To whoever kills the other one of us first. Let the best… person, win."

I nod. "I'll defiantly drink to that." I say, as we both down our drinks at the same time. By the end of the night I hope I won't even be able to remember my own name, let alone everything else.