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DullReign82 - in the next few chapters we'll definitely start to work out more about who Brenna really is and memories will definitely be a big part of that.
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"No Stefan," Brea noted as she and Elena entered history class.
"Yeah, duh. I noticed," Elena snapped.
"Ok, snippy," Brea said raising her eyebrows.
"Sorry," Elena mumbled as she slumped into her seat.
"Good morning, everyone," the new teacher said as he entered the room. "Alrighty. Alaric Saltzman," he said reading his name out as he wrote it on the board. "It's a mouthful. I know. Doesn't exactly roll off the tongue. Saltzman is of German origins. My family emigrated here in 1755 to Texas. I, however, was born and raised in Boston. Now, the name Alaric belongs to a very dead great-grandfather I will never be able to thank enough," he joked. "You'll probably want to pronounce it 'Ala-ric,' but it's 'A-lar-ic' ok? So you can call me Ric. I'm your new history teacher."
Brea's eyes widened, he was perfect. "Lena," she whispered leaning over to her sister.
"What?" she snapped.
"What do you think?" she said gesturing her head to Mr Saltzman. "Cute huh?"
"Yeah and way too old for you," she scoffed.
"No, not for me! For our lonely aunt of course."
"Oh, not bad picking. I like it," Elena said with an approving nod.
Brenna hung back after class to talk to Mr Saltzman as everyone cleared out. "Yes, how may I uh, how may I help you?" he asked, shocked to see someone waiting for him.
"Hi, I'm Brenna Gilbert, um, Brea Gilbert, I'm just wondering if it's ok if I have a quick chat with you about my brother?" she asked. "His name's Jeremy."
"Ah Jeremy Gilbert, yes I did get an entire file on him from your old teacher."
"Ha! Oh my god really! I knew Tanner had a file on him but Jer never believed me! Look, I don't know if it was in the file, but our parents died a few months back and Jer just fell off the rails and Tanner really had it in for him when his behaviour dropped. I mean it was slightly fair, Jer was the biggest troublemaker. But Mr Saltzman, he's really trying to turn it around, I mean, he's doing homework again. He didn't even do homework before the accident. I just, I'd really appreciate if you wouldn't mind starting on a clean slate with him? Help him a fresh start," Brea asked.
"Thank you, Brea, I will make a note to talk to him. I agree with you though. I think a new teacher means a clean slate. Thank you though, for expressing your concern."
"Thank you, Mr Saltzman, I'll see you, next class," Brea said leaving with a smile.
As Brea walked out of the school she saw Damon and Bonnie talking and Bonnie rushing into her car. Brea walked up to the car seeing as that was her lift home.
"What the hell was that?" she asked Damon who had walked toward her, meeting her in the middle of the grass.
"And what exactly would you be asking about Miss Brenna?" he smiled.
"That thing with Bonnie over there, leave her alone Damon, I mean it."
"I want my crystal back."
"You mean Caroline's necklace?" Brea asked and he nodded. "Well, you're not getting it back. Besides, it wouldn't match your eyes."
"How've you been holding up?" he asked. "Since Halloween? Your head's healing nicely," he said as he pushed some hair out of her face.
Brenna frowned, confused as to why he was nice to her, "why do you care?" she asked.
"Just do," he smiled, dropping his hand. "Have a good night," he smirked before walking away. Brea stared after him before she heard Elena calling her name and she walked over to Bonnie's car, ready to go home.
"He's bad news guys, he really scared me, guys," Bonnie said talking about how Damon wanted her seemingly haunted necklace back in his possession.
"You need to stay as far away from Damon as possible," Elena warned.
"Here, here," Brea agreed.
"I'm trying. He just keeps showing up."
"I don't want you to be alone. You're sleeping at our place tonight. We can make a whole night out of it," Elena smiled.
"Oh yay girl's night, we haven't had one of them in a while," Brea cheered.
Bonnie then abruptly pulled over the car and got out. "Where are you going?" Elena asked as Bonnie ran off and threw the necklace into a field and got back in the car.
"You teach that necklace a lesson Bon," Brea laughed as Bonnie smiled in relief.
"Are you ok?" Elena asked more concerned.
"Now I am. All my problems were because of that thing. Can't believe I didn't do that sooner."
"What's your grams going to say?" Elena asked
"Oh, she's gonna be so mad!" Brea giggled.
"Grams isn't the one being haunted by a 150-year-old ghost, is she?" Bonnie argued.
"Ok, then," Elena muttered as Bonnie started driving again.
As the three girls walked into the Gilbert house Jeremy and Jenna were leaving, as Jeremy passed Brea on the way out he asked "Grill?"
"Yep," Brenna said turning around and walking right back out the door as Elena and Bonnie called after her protesting.
As soon as the three walked into the Grill Brea elbowed Jeremy in the ribs. "Ow!" he complained, shoving her shoulder.
"Guys, we're in public," Jenna discouraged.
Brea locked eyes with Jeremy and pointed out Mr Saltzman eating alone. "For Jenna," she whispered. "Elena agrees." Jeremy's eyes lit up and he gave her a devious smile and nodded, ready to play matchmaker. "And on the plus side, he's not chatting up every lady in here, so already better than Logan."
All three sat down. "Know what you want guys?" Jenna asked.
"Yeah, hey Jenna, look at that lovely looking gentleman over there," Brea said pointing Mr Saltzman out.
"I like a man who can dine alone, a quiet strength," Jenna mused as she stared and Brea gave Jeremy a thumbs up. "Knock it off Brea," she said turning back around.
"I thought you were still in that whole Logan depression thing," Jeremy noted causing Brea to kick him under the table. "Ow!"
"Oh, I've sworn off men forever, but it doesn't mean I can't observe them from a safe distance."
"No Jenna no! Spread your wings, don't give up. He could be the one, he could be the one!" Brenna sang.
"Is that from Hannah Montana?" Jeremy asked with a smirk.
"How do you know that's from Hannah Montana, Jer?" Brea laughed, causing Jenna's eye's to widen in delight.
"Shut up," Jeremy muttered turning pink. "We can introduce you to him," Jeremy suggested.
"Yeah we have an in, Jenna, we're just that cool," Brea said, gesturing between herself and Jeremy, but Jenna just shook her head.
"He's actually really nice Jenna, he's our new history teacher. He's letting me do some extra credit. A paper. On anything I want," Jeremy added.
"Oh yay Jer that's great!" Brea cheered.
"You picked a topic?" Jenna asked.
"No, not yet. It's gotta be local and non-internet research, so…"
"Well, that's easy. You got all your dad's stuff," Jenna said.
"What stuff?" Brea and Jeremy asked.
"How the Gilberts came over on the 'Mayflower' stuff. All that family lineage from way back. Your dad really loved all that family history stuff. It's all boxed up in the closet."
"Yeah, we should really clean that closet out," Brea noted as the other two nodded in agreement at the thought of their messy closet. Brea noticed Mr Saltzman making a move towards their table out of the corner of her eye and rapidly started tapping Jeremy's foot.
"Mr Saltzman!" Jeremy said enthusiastically as he reached the table.
"Jeremy, Brea, what's up?" he asked.
"This is my aunt Jenna," Jeremy introduced.
"The lovely, lovely Aunt Jenna," Brea elaborated.
"Alaric Saltzman. It's nice to meet you," he introduced himself.
"Jeremy was just telling me about his paper. Thanks for giving him another chance," Jenna smiled
"Oh, you know, it was my first day. I wanted to make a good impression," he shrugged.
"Jer and I are going to get some drinks. Does anyone want anything? No? Cool yep got it," Brea said quickly, dragging Jeremy off before anyone could actually request a drink.
"Ow, ow, what are we doing?" Jeremy asked.
"Giving the two privacy to hit it off, duh," she said, as she and Jeremy snuck out of the side exit of the Grill.
Both Jeremy and Brea's phones buzzed at the same time as they got a message to the 'No Elena' group chat.
Jenna - Real subtle you two! :)
"We did it!" Jeremy cheered.
"We are too good! Jer, if we play our cards right, he might be the one to convince Jenna to let us get a kitten!"
"No way, I want a puppy" he disagreed as they started walking toward home.
"We agreed on a kitten when we were younger. That was a binding contract between siblings," Brea argued.
"I was 4!"
Brea's phone buzzed again.
E - Where are you? So much for a girl's night, I'm dying here Brenna. I've got Care and Bonnie and they're at each other's throats.
B - I'm on my way, sorry twinster.
As soon as she clicked send on the message she groaned, "check it out Jer, I am going to be in so much trouble. I just called Elena twinster, she's going to kill me when we get home."
"Oh yeah, you are so dead," he laughed as he looked at the text.
"Oh shoot, I need to text Ty," Brea realised.
"Urgh, you're talking to that jerk again?" Jeremy groaned.
"He's not a jerk to me Jer. He's my best friend. And he apologised."
"He didn't apologise to me and in case you forgot I'm the one he actually had a fight with."
"Do you want an apology? I will noogie it out of him," Brea said with a smile as she annoyingly poked her brother's cheek.
"No way, I will be more than happy if I never have to speak to him again."
"I get it Jer. But please," she said stopping, "please don't fight with him again. You know how he struggles with his dad, he just struggles to contain his temper sometimes."
"I won't go for him," Jeremy agreed as they started walking again. "If he comes for me though…"
"Hit him," Brea laughed as they reached the front door of the house. As they got to the door it flung open and Caroline and Elena screamed in fright as they nearly ran into the siblings.
"What the hell," Jeremy said irritated as he walked through to the kitchen.
"You two are weird," Brea said acknowledging the strange behaviour. "What've you been doing the past couple of hours? Watching horror movies or something?"
"I'm outta here," a panting Caroline said running past Brea.
"See ya," Brea called after her before turning to Elena to see her lunging across the room to grab her phone. "What are you doing?" Brea asked, confused at the strange behaviour
Elena ignored her sister and frantically called a number. "It's Bonnie," she said to the person on the other line.
"Where is Bonnie?" Brea asked looking around to find the other friend that was meant to be here as Elena just raised a hand to silence her.
"Emily is possessing her. She said something"
"What! Emily? As in necklace ghost Emily?" Brea gasped. What had she missed?
Elena continued ignoring Brea and said "she said 'I won't let him have it. It must be destroyed.' And then she just left."
"Elena, what is going on?" Brea asked frantically.
"I don't know," Elena said to both Brea and who Brea assumed must be Stefan on the other end of the phone. "Fells Church, by the old cemetery."
"Oh I've been there," Brea said.
"We've never been there," Elena said quickly to Brea. "That's where she took Bonnie in her dreams. We have to help her, Stefan." Elena then hung up the phone and grabbed Brea's hand dragging her out the door to the car.
Brea's phone buzzed with a message from Jeremy.
J - He dropped her home! Mr Saltzman dropped her home! We did it. We are da bomb. But it's our history teacher. What if it doesn't work out and we end up with bad grades? Damn now I'm having regrets.
"Elena I swear you have to tell me what in the world is going on."
"Bonnie is possessed by Emily, her ancestor who used to own the necklace, we have to help her. Damon will kill her if he finds out, he needs the necklace for some reason. Stefan was trying to find out why," Elena hurriedly said as the car came to a screaming halt and the girls got out and ran. "Bonnie!" Elena screamed when she saw their friend.
"Oh my lord that is a lot of fire," Brea screeched. "Bonnie get out of there!" she yelled spotting her friend in the middle of the flames. Stefan ran away from Damon's side and towards the two girls, stopping them from getting closer to the flames.
Bonnie threw the necklace into the air and Damon roared in despair "no!" as it exploded. The flames then died down and Bonnie looked around confused and then screamed as Damon attacked her. Stefan sped away and ripped Damon off of her while Elena and Brea ran towards a now unconscious Bonnie. Stefan bent down pressing his ear to her chest as the two twins stood there in shock.
"She's alive, but barely. I can save her," Stefan told them before biting his wrist and feeding her his blood as the twins glared at Damon in hatred.
"Her neck," Elena gasped making Brea look down, "it's healing." Brea let out a breath as she saw the puncture wounds on Bonnie's neck close up.
Brea then stormed towards Damon and slapped him in the face. "How could you do that to me?" she hissed. Damon just looked down in disappointment. "She's my friend." Stefan moved to Brea's side, ushering her away from a devastated Damon and towards Elena's car where Bonnie was now looking around in confusion.
Brea got halfway back to the car when she sighed and looked back to where Damon was now sitting up against a tree.
Brea went to walk towards him when Stefan cut her off. "Woah no I wouldn't go over there," Stefan protested.
"It's fine, Stefan, I'll be back," Brea assured before she walked off and sat down in front of Damon. "Damon... what was so important about that necklace?" she asked.
"Katherine. She's alive. I got Emily Bennett to seal her in a tomb underneath the old church in 1864. I just wanted her back," he said devastated. Damon then looked up at Brea "I just wanted her back. Don't you?" he asked seriously and Brea tilted her head in confusion.
"Enough Damon. Brenna let's get your back to the car," Stefan said as he approached the pair.
"Ok," Brea agreed before placing a comforting hand on Damon's shoulder and walking off to the car.
"Kids are so messy," Jenna groaned.
"Jeremy is so messy," Brenna corrected. "Elena and I are fine."
"He pulled out all these boxes and left them all over the…" Jenna trailed off lifting up an old photo of her and Logan Fell.
"Urgh, rip that up Jenna, his ugliness washes out your beauty,"
"I didn't think my beauty could be washed out," Jenna laughed, placing a hand on her niece's face before making up her mind and ripping the photo.
"Oh wow, I didn't think you'd actually do it! Your date with Mr Saltzman must've gone well then," Brea teased.
"Oh yeah, by the way, Jeremy is sulking in his room because you apparently didn't reply to his text," Jenna said changing the subject.
"God teenagers are needy," Brea joked as the doorbell rang. "How rude! Jenna, don't answer it. It's midnight, way too late," she said chasing her aunt to the door. "Ew, gross," she said when Jenna opened it to reveal Logan on the other side of the door.
"Hello, Jenna."
"Logan," Jenna said in shock.
"Shut the door Jenna, shut it," Brea whispered in her aunt's ear.
"Aren't you gonna invite me in?" he asked smiling at Jenna.
"Why are you here, Logan?" Jenna asked, ignoring his request to come in.
"I missed you. I was out of town," he explained.
"Yeah. I got that e-mail," she scoffed.
"Very rude email by the way," Brea added.
"You got an email?" he asked confused.
"You didn't send an email?" Jenna said trying to jog his memory.
"I can explain," he said moving on. "Just invite me in, and I'll tell you anything."
"No way," Brea jumped in. "Jenna has a new boyfriend," she exaggerated. "We don't want you around here."
"I'm not gonna invite you in. Forget it," Jenna sassed.
"Come on Jenna. It's me," he said trying to charm her.
"Yeah, you, Logan the jerk," Brea snarled.
"Brea," Jenna huffed. "The answer is no," she told him.
"I know you. You're always one step from a maybe. A tiny nudge to yes," he smirked.
"Calling my aunt a pushover? Good tactic," Brea snorted
"Yeah, you just pointed out that I have no self-control. Yes, clever strategy," Jenna snapped sarcastically before slamming the door in his face.
"Good riddance!" Brea cheered.
"Bed," Jenna ordered, putting her hands on Brea's shoulders and walking her towards the stairs.
"What are you reading Jer?" Brea said passing her brother's room.
"Crazy Jonathan Gilbert's journal, you should read it. It's a good laugh," he said getting back to it as Brea walked into Elena's room.
"Yo, yo," Brea said enthusiastically.
"Brenna, I am never going to give you the reply you want for that. Stop trying," Elena smiled walking into the bathroom and freezing before frantically waving Brea over. "Look, he's sketching!" she gasped as she pointed to Jeremy in the next room, who had put down the journal and begun drawing in his sketchbook.
"Oh my god, I think Damon single-handedly saved our baby brother's life," Brea smiled as she and Elena shut the door and headed downstairs.
"Jeremy's got his sketch pad out," Elena rushed to tell Jenna when they got downstairs.
"You're kidding!" Jenna gasped.
"Nope, but don't say a word. The minute we encourage him, he'll put it away," Elena said.
"He's a fickle one that Jer," Brea muttered.
"Psychology major, check that," Jenna suggested to Elena. Brea nudged Jenna to point out a mopey Elena staring at her phone. "You and Stefan? Update?"
"He knows how I feel and where I stand. And I know where he stands, but it doesn't matter. He's leaving, moving away."
"We should start a soap opera," Brea suggested only to be met with glares. "Fine, never mind, sorry. I thought it was a gold mine but never mind."
"Where's he going?" Jenna asked.
"I've stopped asking questions. The answers get scary," Elena sighed.
"Alaska," Brea jokingly whispered to Jenna.
"That is scary. Yours leaves, mine returns," Jenna told Elena.
"Logan?" Elena frowned.
"He's back," Jenna nodded
"Yep, the jerk face is back," Brea huffed.
"I didn't let him past the front door."
"I hope you slammed it in his face," Elena said.
"Oh yes, you're finally on the right side of things," Brea cheered. "And she did, I was very proud."
"It was a medium slam," Jenna muttered, annoyed she didn't close it harder.
"3-strike rule, Jenna. You're not even allowed to watch the news," Elena teased.
"Exactly. No more Logan 'Scum' Fell."
"This is so my day!" Brea said excitedly as they got in the car. "My twin is on our Logan hating side, my scum fell nickname was just used in a sentence and I can get Jeremy to start drawing scary pictures again to leave on Elena's pillow."
Brea was standing next to Tyler while he spoke with someone on the football team when she saw Caroline and Matt walking together, so she hit his arm hard and they both stared at their two friends talking.
"Well this is news," she said shocked.
"Not sure I like it," Tyler said.
"Oh my god, imagine the little blonde babies they'd have!" Brea cooed, deliberately trying to get under his skin.
"Ew, ew, ew. Never say that to me again," Tyler said shaking his head trying to get rid of the images.
"You're in charge of investigating Tyler," Brea said, slapping her hand onto his shoulder.
"What? Why?"
"You owe me, you ask him," Brea shrugged.
"What do I owe you for?"
"Jer."
"Ok, fair, fair. Why don't you ask Matt though? You guys are tight."
"Well, because his ex-girlfriend is my twin sister, duh."
"So?"
"So if I ask him, it'll look like Elena was asking."
"You may have a point."
"Find out, you have 2 hours," Brea jokingly instructed as she walked away.
"What'd you find out?" Brea asked as she came to stand next to Tyler as he was looking over his sketches at the careers fair later that day.
"Apparently nothing is going on. Time will tell. I think he's got a thing for her," he told Brea.
"That's good, that way he can stop moping over my sister. Makes him such a downer." At this Tyler turned his head to smile at Brea.
"You're in a cheeky mood this evening Brea," he said with a smirk.
"I feel good. It's my day Ty! Everything is falling right into place. I should enter the lottery! I'll split the winnings with you and we can run away to the Bahamas." Tyler just shook his head smiling and looked back down at the sketches he drew.
"I'm grumpy," Matt whined coming to Brea and walking with her.
"And why is that Matthew?"
"Thought I was making progress with Elena but then Stefan came."
"Matthew! What would Caroline say?" Brea gasped, playfully shoving him with her elbow.
"Oh come on, not you too," he groaned.
"Trouble in paradise Ty, Matt and Care are already fighting. Oh no," Brea groaned as she spotted Logan Fell walking through the halls. "I gotta find Jenna, if either of you sees her, you're not to let Logan Fell near her? Got it?" she demanded, raising her finger to point in their faces until they nodded. "Great, thank you. I'll catch you guys later," she said running to find Jenna. "Jenna! The scum Fell has landed, I repeat the scum Fell has landed, run, run," she said pushing her aunt into the nearest classroom. "Oh hey, Stefan, Elena. Hide us."
"What's going on?" Elena asked.
"The scum Fell has landed," Jenna said to Elena, mocking what Brea had yelled at her moments ago.
"Logan's here?" Elena asked.
"Wait. Logan Fell?" Stefan clarified.
"No, Logan scum Fell. You have to add the scum Stef, or it just doesn't work," Brea told him. After hearing this Stefan ran off. "He's always been a strange one," Brea explained to Jenna as Elena followed him out.
"I think you're the strange one sweetie," Jenna smiled as she took Brea's hand and lead her out of the classroom and directly into the path of Logan Fell.
"Jenna, are you dodging me?" Logan asked.
"Run, Jenna, run," Brea whispered as she tried to pull her aunt away from him.
"It's a form of self-preservation," Jenna snarked.
Stefan and Elena saw the confrontation brewing and quickly ran back over to them. "Um, Elena, why don't you, Brea and Jenna go somewhere else," Stefan suggested.
"Stefan, we're big kids," Brea started to argue but then Elena dragged them both off by their hands. "Wow, geez Elena! Chill you, psychopath."
"He's a vampire," Elena whispered in Brea's ear making her eyes go wide. "When Logan came to the house, what did he say?" Elena demanded of Jenna.
"Fake flattery. Stupid, dimpled grin, puppy dog eyes," Jenna groaned.
"I'm serious, Jenna. How did he act? What did he say?" Elena pressed.
"Bit pushy, Lena," Brea warned.
"He was the usual Logan, was charming, little more manic than usual. He kept trying to convince me to let him in."
"We didn't let him in," Brea interjected as she saw Elena's face. "We're better than that aren't we Jenna?" Brea said, raising a hand for Jenna to high-five proudly.
"Ok, listen to me very carefully," Elena said, putting her hands on Jenna's shoulders. "Do not, under any circumstances, talk to him again. I'm serious, Jenna, like, ever."
Jenna was giving Elena a funny look so Brea stepped in to cover for her, "we just really don't like him, Jenna. If you talk to him we'll stage a coup and overthrow you as the adult of the house and make you sleep in the basement."
"We don't have a basement?" Jenna frowned.
"We'll make a basement just for you to sleep in."
"Hey Elena, Brea, Jenna," Mr Saltzman greeted, coming up behind Jenna.
"Hi, Mr Saltzman," Elena politely replied.
"Heyyy," Brea smiled making a winky eye at Jenna.
"Yeah, I was hoping to, uh, see you tonight," he said to Jenna.
"Career night is the new bowling," Jenna joked making Mr Saltzman laugh.
"They're so cute," Brea whispered to Elena.
"Ok, um, excuse us," Elena said dragging Brea away. "Go find Tyler or something," Elena ordered lightly shoving Brea as she walked off.
"You're a bully Elena Gilbert," Brea called out after her sister's retreating figure.
"Want a ride home?" Brea asked Jeremy as she walked with him through the hall.
"Yeah, where's Elena?"
"Got a ride with Stefan apparently. Who knows what's going on between those two," Brea said with a small smile.
"Jenna?" Jeremy asked.
"Well, she will be getting a ride with Mr Saltzman because there will be no nieces or nephews in sight."
"Nice. Smart and evil. I like it," Jeremy nodded.
"Come on," she said gesturing and they began walking out of the school.
"Hey," Jeremy said as they passed Tyler.
"What do you want?" Tyler snapped.
"Not again," Brea murmured and both guys shook their heads.
"I don't know, I uh, I thought that was weird with your dad, what he did. Is he like that all the time? Is that- is that what you gotta go through?" Jeremy asked with genuine concern. "Man, I- I get it. I get it." Tyler's fist then swung and he punched Jeremy whilst Brea gasped. "What's your problem!" Jeremy yelled as he held his nose.
"Let me see, let me see," Brea pleaded as she tried to grab Jeremy's face in her hands, but he just kept squirming away.
"Look, I don't need your pity," Tyler snapped.
"Seriously, you don't have to be like this, you don't. Why don't you let people see the nice side, the side you show her!" Jeremy said, gesturing to Brea.
"Just go!" Tyler snapped.
"Jer, let's go," Brea pleaded as she pulled on his arm. She didn't want to be anywhere near Tyler right now. She was trying her hardest to stop herself from going over and slapping Tyler.
Jeremy yelled out "what is your problem man?"
"I don't know," Tyler called back sulking off aware that he was once again in Brea's bad books.
"What happened with mayor Lockwood?" Brea asked
"The dude's a psycho. He wanted Tyler and me to fight."
As Brea pulled up in the driveway her phone rang. "Go, I'll see you inside," she said quietly to Jeremy as he got out of the car and she answered Elena's call. "Hey, Lena, what's up?"
"Brea!" she called through tears. "I need you to pick me up, now, please. Brea, please."
"Where are you? Lena where are you?" Brea asked frantically.
"I don't know, somewhere on the highway outside Stefan's house."
"What! He didn't give you a lift home?"
"No, something happened, I can't tell you over the phone please, Brea, please pick me up. I just ran out of his house."
"Lena, Lena, I'm coming ok, I'll see you soon." Brea pulled out of the driveway and got on the highway to find her sister. When she saw her sister walking along the side of the road, she rolled down her window and called out, "LENA!" as she pulled up beside herm letting her sister get in the car. "What's wrong?" she asked, reaching over to brush the hair out of her twin's tear-stained face.
"We look like them."
"What are you talking about?"
"Katherine and her sister. Katherine's sister, her name, it's Brenna. Her name is Brenna. We look like them. Just like them."
Brea froze "what?" she asked confused, but Elena just looked forward, glassy-eyed so Brea pulled out onto the road and started driving as Elena sniffled next to her. "So how do we look similar?" she asked after a few moments of silence.
"No, not similar. Exactly the same. We could be… twins. LOOK OUT!" Elena screamed as they both noticed a man standing in the middle of the road. Brea tried to swerve, but she couldn't in time and the car hit the man on the road, causing the car to flip and roll across the road.
"Elena," Brea moaned after the car stopped flipping and looked over to her twin to see her thankfully still conscious and coughing. "Oh my god, Elena, thank god," Elena turned to look at Brea and quickly her traumatised face turned into one of fear.
"Brea," she whispered. "Look." Brea turned her head to see what Elena was so scared of. The man she had hit with her car was cracking his arms and legs and slowly standing up. Both girls started panicking as he stood up on his feet and were frantically trying to free themselves from the wreckage. The man started stalking towards the car and as his feet reached Brea's side of the wreckage the girls grabbed each other's hands. As he started leaning down, they both screamed at the top of their lungs. The strange man then abruptly ran away. As Brea moved forward a bit to see if he was still there, another man jumped to the ground next to her head causing them both to scream again.
"How ya doing in there?" the new man asked.
"Damon?" Elena said making Brea open her eyes and realise it was Damon by her door.
"You both look stuck," he noted with concern.
"Please help me, Damon, I can't get out. Damon," Brea cried.
"It's the seatbelt," Elena told him as Brea closed her eyes. Damon stood up and adjusted some of the wreckage so he could get the girls out.
"I'll get you guys out of here don't worry," he comforted. "Brenna, I need you to focus, stay awake. Elena, I'm gonna get Brenna out first and then I'll get you ok. Brenna, I need you to open your eyes, Brenna!" Brea slowly opened her eyes, responding to him yell her name. "Ok I need you to put your hands on the roof ok," he instructed, Brea nodded and slowly moved her hands onto the roof. "Just like that, you ready? 1, 2, 3" he counted before tearing her seatbelt off and catching her body as she fell. He then pulled her semi-unconscious body out of the car. "Brenna? Can you hear me?" he asked moving the hair out of her face.
"I know you. You're my friend," she whispered before falling unconscious in his arms.