The Salvatore Sister

Chapter Twenty-Two – Breaking Down

Disclaimer: I only own Amelia and all her own little plot twists. If I owned the Vampire Diaries I would not be sitting here writing fanfiction I'm afraid. I would be writing Amelia into the show.

Before you start I want to apologise for the shortness of this chapter. I suck. Boo me.

It's funny that I can be put into yet another near-death experience but all I can think about is how attractive and sexy Tyler was when he stood his ground against the werewolf – his uncle. Oh my god, I hate myself. Sure, being face to face with a creature that could kill me with a bite was pretty damn terrifying, but not as terrifying as the thought that crept into my mind as soon as Tyler's eyes met mine: 'Julien may have been my first love and all, but he had never saved my life...' A large part of my brain had been hanging onto Julien – and I don't know whether that was because he was my first love or because he was a connection to my old life – but now I wasn't so sure. When Tyler had distracted the werewolf from killing me, and faced it down himself my brain seemed to have just made the decision for me – a decision my heart had been hoping for. Oh god, that's just disgusting. I can't believe you just thought that.

I shook my head, trying to get rid of the little voice that had suddenly sprung up, as I walked back to the boarding house in the cool night air, my hair still damp from my little flourish in the waterwith the boy whose name I had already forgotten. I was almost back home when I started to hear a buzzing, I reflexively swatted at my ear thinking some sort of insect had decided to fly around my head but there was nothing there and the buzzing continued, if anything it just grew louder. The volume of this strange buzzing continued to grow and grow until it was becoming too unbearable, it felt like the buzzing was all that existed – all of my other senses were masked, I couldn't hear anything else, and soon after that everything went black...

When everything became clear again I wasn't lying on the street where I had last been as I had expected, I was standing in the middle of a bedroom – one I didn't recognise. How the hell did I get here? I gave the room a quick glance over and concluded it was definitely a girl's room, if the make-up, cuddly toys on the bed and the framed drawing of a horse above it were anything to go by. I wandered over to the desk and looked into the mirror, first taking in my appearance – my hair was very dishevelled, as it fell in its natural messy curls after getting it wet this morning, my face was make-up free and weirdly pale, even for me – I looked kinda sick really, do vampires get sick? But then my eyes wandered over to the pictures that lined the mirror. Oh shit. There were numerous pictures of someone I would normally recognise anywhere, except I knew it wasn't Katherine – it was Elena. Shit, shit, shit, how did I end up in Elena's room? I looked around frantically, as if expecting Damon or Stefan to jump out smiling, in some weird practical joke, but I was completely alone.

Well I thought I was until I heard a voice sound from outside: "Road trips work well for us."

It was Damon; he was obviously back from his 'road trip' with Elena. I could hear two sets of footsteps make their way up the porch, one was heavier - which I would take a wild guess as to being Damon's footfalls – and was accompanied by a quieter set that would belong to none other than the Katherine Clone.

"That doesn't mean that things are back to the way they used to be, Damon," came the Katherine Clone's reply.

I really need to get out of here, I thought to myself but there was some unknown power keeping me exactly where I was, listening to Damon and Elena's conversation.

"Oh, come on! You know I chipped a little bit off your wall of hatred."

"I need to know the truth. When you broke Jeremy's neck, did you know that he was wearing the ring?"

There was a pause from outside as I tried to make my feet move but nothing happened, I wanted to move my body but it felt like the nerve impulse just wasn't being sent – like something was blocking it. What the hell is going on with me?

"...No. No, I didn't," Damon finally answered, "Katherine really pissed me off and I snapped and... I got lucky with the ring. I don't know what I would've done if he wasn't wearing it... Elena. I'm sorry."

"Thank you for being honest with me... And the answer to your question, about our friendship, is 'yes'. You have lost me forever."

THAT BITCH! At once I stopped trying to move my body, with a plan to wait for Elena up here suddenly springing into my mind. To somehow make her hurt the way she was continually hurting my brother.

"You knew that already, didn't you? You used me today."

"You had information about Katherine that I needed to know."

"I thought friends don't manipulate friends... You and Katherine have a lot more in common than just your looks."

I could hear the pain in Damon's voice clearer than I can hear anything, and that pain that I heard hurt me, and it made me see red. And what's more – even though I was too mad to register it – the buzzing had come back, only not as strong as before, it was like background noise. I could hear Elena making her way slowly up the stairs, and then into the hall. It seemed like as she got closer to me the buzzing – that I now concluded was in my head – was getting louder. You want to make her hurt, for what she's doing to your brothers.

I tried to shake my head and rid myself of the voice that had suddenly sprung up again but like the buzzing it was only getting louder until the words were echoing around my mind at a volume almost too loud to bear. YOU WANT TO MAKE HER HURT, FOR WHAT SHE'S DOING TO YOUR BROTHERS.

When Elena finally walked into the room she didn't notice me standing there at first, her head was down and her long hair was covering her face. But when she did look up and notice me, a mixture of emotions flashed across her face - shock, confusion, fear – before she turned on the spot and bolted for the door. I didn't make the choice to run at vampire speed to block Elena's exit – I just did, my body moved at its own accord. I smirked at seeing Elena's petrified face as she came face-to-face with me at the door. Desperately, Elena turned to her phone, but I was quicker (obviously) knocking it out her hand with full-force, sending it flying down to the floor with a shatter, pieces of the device flying everywhere.

"What are you doing, Amelia?" she asked me in a shaky voice, taking a few steps back.

I ignored her question and just surveyed her with my head cocked to one side, and a smirk on my face. Part of me was confused as to why I was even doing this, but a much larger part of me realised that this was something I had wanted to do for a while, I knew I wanted to make Elena hurt for what she had done to my family.

"...Maybe you fall down the stairs..." I began in a slow, menacing voice, advancing on her as she backed away from me, her eyes wide in obvious fear, "...Or out a window... Or maybe you hang yourself because the stress of having a demonic vampire who looks exactly like you trying to screw up your life just got too much to handle... I dunno... All I do know is there are so many ways I could kill you but make it look like an accident..."

Elena froze on the spot, and stood a little straighter, seemingly trying to appear confident, "You can't hurt me."

"And why's that?" I asked in a teasing tone.

"Because..." Elena began and my eyebrows rose as she appeared to be struggling with what to say, "Because if you hurt me, your brothers will hate you..."

"You really think so?" I sneered, my volume rising as I continued to speak, "You think that if I kill you they'll hate me? Their own flesh and blood. Really?"

Elena looked like she really regretted saying that as she stared at me with wide eyes, her face had gone alarmingly pale as well. Maybe she thought I actually was going to kill her? But wait, wasn't I? That's what I was doing here? Right? To be honest, I had no clue what was going on. I had magically turned up at Elena's house after passing out ages away, and here I was about to kill her without actually deciding to kill her. Weird...

She's right you know, that strange voice piped up again, just loud enough over the buzzing in my mind that I had almost forgotten was there, about your brother's hating you. They love her more than they love you, if you killed her, they would never speak to you again...

I started to shake at what the voice, that certainly wasn't my own, was saying as it chattered away inside my mind. My hands were quivering and I felt hot tears start to burn at the back of my eyes.

"The thing that really makes me feel sick is that you're right," I began, my voice a lot smaller than it had been before, as I let what the voice inside my head was saying take over me, "I hadn't seen my brothers in one hundred and fifty years – hell, I hadn't even known they were alive – and I'm not surprised they've moved on and left me behind. There was a time when me and my brother were the most important thing in the world to Damon, but now it looks like you've taken that spot. Maybe I shouldn't be so quick to forget the one hundred and fifty years we spent apart..."

Elena seemed surprised with my sudden monologue, as she looked at me with pity in her eyes, "You're just being loyal to them..."

"Don't you dare think for a second that being nice to me, and trying to understand me, is going to make me hate you less," I snapped, "Because I could never hate anyone as much as I hate you. Not even Katherine – not the monster who destroyed me and my brother's lives – and do you want to know why?"

I watched as Elena took a shaky breath before she answered, "...Why?"

"Because I'm jealous of you, Elena. Because you've stolen my brothers away from me and you didn't even try," I told her angrily, "You bat an eyelash and they're there by your side in a second. And what am I? Just their sister. What does that even mean anymore? Katherine may have made us monsters but she didn't drive us apart, drive them apart– you did."

Elena audibly gulped before she looked be right in the eye before reply, "I didn't want any of this, Amelia! I didn't want it."

"Exactly! You can't appreciate that my brothers would die to save you, that if it came down to it and they had to choose who would live, their own family or you – they would choose you! You think you're so hard done by, but really you're so lucky that you have two men that are willing to lay down their lives, and their own sister's, just to save you.

"And why the hell won't this buzzing stop?" I cried out at the end of my tirade, clutching my head again as the buzzing only got louder, black dots appearing in my vision and I feared I would pass out again.

"Are you alright, Amelia?" Elena asked, genuine concern on her face, as she approached me, but I growled at her to which she froze immediately – but I still hated to see that she looked worried about me – she had no right to be worried about me.

"As much as I want to kill you," I continued, straightening up again, choosing to ignore the ever present buzzing, "I could never do that to my brothers. I may want to break every bone you have, and rip every organ you possess out with my bare hands, and tear every limb off your spineless little body. I couldn't do that to my brothers. I am not that heartless.

"My brother's mean everything to me, and maybe just because they now put you before me doesn't mean that I'll stop protecting them. If you hurt them in any way I will not hesitate in forcing my hand down your throat and ripping your heart out."

Elena just watched me fearfully, but it seemed like she wasn't scared of me anymore, but scared for me – just the thought made me want to throw up. She was surveying my carefully, as my breathing grew heavier with the strain of trying to fight back the darkness the vibrations of the buzzing were trying to bring on.

"If you breathe a word of this to anyone, I will hurt you," I told her in a breathy voice, "I know I said I would never kill you, but that doesn't stop me from hurting the people you care about. What's your brother's name? Jeremy? I met him. Nice kid."

"Leave my brother alone," she said through gritted teeth, her fear turning to anger in a split second – now she knows how it feels to have her brother in harm's way.

"Funny..." I mumbled, as I backed away from her towards the door, "That's the exact same thing I was planning on saying to you... Goodnight, Elena."

My pace quickened as I walked down the hallway, and then to the stairs, before I was running at full vampire speed out into the street, down another street, and then down another before I fell onto the side-walk in a messy heap. The buzzing had finally stopped and it left me feeling weak and confused – what the hell had just happened? And then the realisation that had come with tonight hit me like a wrecking ball, my brother's cared more for some girl than their own sister. So without further adieu I became to sob. And when I say sob, I mean sob. I couldn't control it, my whole body was quaking as angry tears became to flow down my face, and I struggled to catch a breath. I curled up into a ball on the cold side-walk and just wept; wept for my brothers and for myself. How I wish we could've just died when we were supposed to, as old human beings. I wish we could've all lived one life, a happy life, with family. Rather than this cold, horrible existence as a vampire. I hated it, I hated myself.

"Amelia?" I heard a voice and I looked up to see none other than Tyler Lockwood approaching me with a worried expression on his face, "Oh my god, Mia, what the hell happened?"

I sniffed heavily and watched as he came to sit beside me, looking almost fearful of this awful state he had found me in, "It's all my fault. I'm so sorry, Tyler. I hurt you, and I-I-I'm sorry, I just..."

Tyler silenced me with a "ssh" as he pulled me into his arms and I curled up against him, feeling oddly safe in his embrace.

"Let me take you home," Tyler said as he started to urge me into a standing position, something that poses difficult when the person you're trying to get to stand is a shrivelling mess and totally against moving at all.

"I can't go home," I shook my head fiercely, clinging to this human boy I barely knew but could feel myself (as disgusting as it sounds) falling for, "I can't go home. Damon and Stefan are there, and I can't... I can't face them..."

"Amelia," Tyler said and I was surprised by the seriousness in his tone and face that I couldn't help but stare at him with wide-eyes – serious Tyler was sexy Tyler, "You're clearly wasted; I can't leave you like this..."

"I'm not... I-I," I stuttered and shook my head as a fresh wave of sobs came over me.

"Come on," Tyler said, wrapping an arm around my waist and helping me stand, "You can crash at my place. Sleep it off."

I just sniffed and allowed Tyler to lead me when I felt the darkness that had been forcing its way back forward since I passed out the first time, and the last thing I felt before my eyes closed was a pair of strong arms under my waist and knees, lifting me up, and a soft hand running its way through my hair...

AUTHOR'S NOTE. PLEASE READ?

Hey guys, sorry for the wait but a mix of exam stress, lack of reviews meaning lack of motivation and other things just stopped me writing. But I had an epiphany while watching the season 3 finale (which was so fucking epic btw) and I realised I didn't start writing this because of the reviews (which I do love and appreciate so much) but for the show I love and the characters I adore so I decided to just knuckle down and write; unfortunately this is what I produced, which is a shame because it's the first chapter of the big plot twist, oooh.

I know you guys must be so freaking confused: what was that buzzing? What the hell happened to strong, bad-ass Amelia? Well it will all be explained in due time. And just to let you guys know we are nearing (kinda) the end of The Salvatore Sister but have to fear, there will be a sequel hehehe.

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