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Jenna looked up at Brea and smiled muttering "morning."
"Oh my god!" Brea gasped, walking toward her aunt. "What happened to your eye?" Brea asked pointing to her aunt's black eye.
"I don't know. I think I ran into something."
"Oh," Brea said with a small laugh.
"What? Do you know something?" Jenna asked unable to recall what happened.
"Yeah, you ran into my door last night, silly."
"I did?" she asked as Jeremy and Elena looked up to give their aunt a weird look.
"Yeah, I… stubbed my toe and screamed. You thought I was in trouble or something and, bang, drunk Jenna ran straight into my closed door."
"Urgh," Jenna said dropping her head in shame. "How did I get home?"
"Oh my god, Jenna!" Elena said with a laugh.
"Jenna, Tyler took pity on you and he drove us both home," Brea explained laughing.
"I am never drinking again," Jenna groaned, and as soon as she did, the three siblings sprung to face each other.
"Lounge?" Jeremy asked and the girls nodded and they all, except Jenna, raced into the living room. "$10 each this time?"
"Sound fair," both girls nodded.
"I call one week," Elena said.
"3 days," Brea said.
"Tonight," Jeremy said.
"Oh he of little faith," Brea mocked as the girls gave him a smug face. "Rules?" she asked.
"Standard. No pouring her a drink, no talking about alcohol in front of her, no leaving bottles out on the bench for her to find," Elena listed. "Deal?"
"Deal," Jeremy and Brea agreed before the three of them returned to the table.
"What was that about?" Jenna asked. "Guys! Tell me, I don't want to be left out," Jenna whined as the siblings smiled coyly.
Brea had just finished explaining everything Anna had told her last night to the Salvatore brothers. Damon and Stefan, in turn, told the girls about how two tomb vampires smashed into their house last night and how Damon had struck a deal with Pearl to keep her in the loop about all council-related matters.
"I say we go to Pearl's, bust down the door, and annihilate the idiot that attacked us last night," Damon suggested.
"Yeah, and then what?" Stefan asked. "We turn to the rest of that house of vampires and say 'oops. Sorry'."
Brea narrowed her eyes and turned her head to Stefan. "Did you just crack a funny?" she asked and Stefan sent her a smile.
"I can't believe you made a deal with her," Elena scowled at Damon.
"It was more like a helpful exchange of information. And it was not like I had a choice. She's… scary. Besides, she's gonna help me get Katherine back."
"Of course, she is. Damon gets what he wants, as usual, no matter who he hurts in the process," Elena snipped.
"You don't have to be snarky about it. Besides, you should be happy with this method. I could always seriously threaten, or harm, our reincarnating 1,000-year-old little freakoid over here and I'm sure Katherine will come running from whatever corner of the globe she's camped out at to protect her," Damon said with a shrug of his shoulders as the twins glared at him.
"You're a dick," Brea hissed.
"We woke up this morning to learn that all the vampires have been released from the tomb and you just threatened my sister. I've earned snarky," Elena snapped.
"How long are you both going to blame me for turning your birth mother into a vampire? And how long are you going to go not talking to me?" Damon asked pointing at Brea, making her turn her head away from him.
"We're not blaming you, Damon. We've both accepted the fact that you're a self-serving psychopath, with no redeeming qualities," Elena snarled as she came to stand next to Brea. Brea then stuck her hand out and Elena high-fived it without even needing to look.
"Ouch," Damon muttered.
"This isn't being very productive," Stefan noted. "We're gonna figure out a way to deal with Pearl and the vampires. Yeah?" Stefan asked as Damon walked away.
"I'm sorry," Elena said to Stefan. "He just makes me so cranky," she said leaning into Stefan for a hug.
"I know, he makes everyone cranky," Stefan sympathised.
"Jerk, ass, arrogant, inconsiderate, mindless frat-boy, low-life, butt-faced miscreant!" Brea growled. Stefan and Elena then ended their hug to turn to look at Brea with shocked looks on their face. "Jer and I have been on a Gilmore Girls marathon," Brea said with a shrug. "Felt it was an applicable insult."
Elena scoffed and turned back to Stefan. "So what are we going to do?" Elena asked.
"Damon and I are gonna handle everything, I promise."
"You have my sympathies," Brea said.
"What about us?" Elena asked. "We can't just sit here and do nothing."
"Um, yes we can," Brea disputed.
"No, we can't."
"Lena, did you miss the part where the tomb vampires eat people, and, news flash, we're people! And there's also the part where they hate my guts. We're sitting this one out."
"Exactly," Stefan said with a nod. "That's exactly what you're gonna do because that's what's going to keep the both of you safe."
"Which means nothing if you're not safe too," Elena cooed to Stefan.
"What do you mean? I'm perfectly safe. I have Damon, the self-serving, psychopathic, butt-faced miscreant on my side?"
"Oh, I so wish I recorded that," Brea said laughing as Elena smiled.
"That's comforting," Elena said sarcastically.
"Just give me some of the blanket," Brea snapped pulling the blanket from her sister.
"Go get your own this is mine," Elena said snatching it back.
"We shared a womb, we can share a blanket," Brea argued, pulling it back as her phone rang. "Damon, for the sixth time," she said ignoring the call.
"I'm going upstairs," Elena said clearly agitated. "Just keep the blanket." As she walked off her phone rang.
"Just ignore it!" Brea called out, knowing it'd be Damon calling. As she said that, there was a knock at the door. "Lena! Door."
"You're both ignoring me," Brea heard Damon say, so she leapt up and saw him in the hall and then proceeded to glare at her sister for letting him in.
"The 11 missed calls between the both of us, sorry, our phones died," Elena snarked,
"Stefan here?" Damon asked looking around.
"No, why? Something wrong?" Elena asked concerned.
"He went out into the woods, didn't come back. I can't get him on his phone. I figured he was here with you."
Elena then picked up her phone and dialled as Brea walked towards them, now concerned for her friends' safety. "It's going straight to voicemail. Where could he be?"
"You're not going to like what I'm thinking."
"Oh bugger," Brea breathed when she realised exactly what Damon was thinking.
"Just wait there," Damon told the girls as they walked through the school. "Just wait until I make sure it's safe," Damon said as Elena gave him a look before he stepped out from behind the lockers. "Well don't you look… alive?" he asked Alaric, who he had apparently killed a few days before.
"You can't hurt me," Alaric warned.
"Oh, I can hurt you alright."
The girls gave each other looks, knowing this conversation was getting nowhere, so they stepped out from behind the lockers. "Mr Saltzman. We need your help," Elena said. Alaric just nodded gesturing for them all to come into his classroom. Elena gave him a brief rundown of the tomb vampire issue before getting on to the matter at hand. "Stefan's in the house. Damon's a vampire. He can't get in. We need you. We would go, but…" Elena started before being cut off by Damon.
"But your lives are valuable," he snarked. "Yours, on the other hand," he said nodding his head to Alaric.
"Oh god Damon, shut it!" Brea snapped.
"Oh talking to me again are you?" he smirked, making Brea turn away.
"Stefan told us about your ring," Brea said.
"What about it?"
"Let me recap - you tried to kill me. I defended myself. You died. Then according to my brother, your ring brought you back to life. Am I leaving anything out?"
"Yeah. The part where I try and kill you again. Only this time, I don't miss," Alaric said standing.
"Well this isn't all that productive," Brea mumbled and Elena sighed in acknowledgment.
"Mr Saltzman, please. It's Stefan," Elena said standing in between the two men.
"I'm sorry, Elena. But it's not my problem," he said turning away. Brea frowned, very disappointed in her potential future uncle.
"That's a shame. Because the woman in charge of the crowd can help you find your wife," as Damon said this all three turned to face him, having a vested interest in finding Isobel.
"You're lying," Alaric scowled.
"Am I?" Damon challenged. "Why don't you ask her for yourself? Coward. Come on Gilberts," Damon said guiding the girls out of the classroom.
"All right! Wait," Ric called after them. "I'll go."
"We're going with you," Elena asserted as Damon and Alaric got ready to leave.
"No. No way," Damon denied with a smirk.
"You need us. We can get in. You could distract them, and then we'll get Stefan out," Elena said annoyed.
"You'll get yourselves killed. Neither of you is going in there. So when you get me in, get out as quickly as you can, I know how to sneak around where they can't hear me," Damon said turning to Ric, ignoring the girls. "You'll basically just be in the way."
"Damon now is not the time to be the lone ranger," Elena snapped.
"Fine. Elena, you can drive the getaway car. You're not going in the house."
"You can't stop me! It's Stefan we're talking about here. You don't understand."
"Oh. I understand. I understand. He's the reason you live. His love lifts you up where you belong. I get it," he said mockingly as the girls glare at him.
"Can you just not joke around for 2 seconds?"
"I can't protect you, Elena. I don't know how many vampires there are in there."
"Well, then I'll go!" Brea snapped. "I know them as well. I was friends with some of them," Brea argued.
Damon then snapped his fingers. "That's how long it takes you to get your head ripped off. Sure you used to be friends with some of them, but some of them also hated you and then they got locked in a tomb because of your sister! Friendship over, Pearl told me she's struggling to keep them away from you as it is," Damon said with a growl. "I know you want to come, but I'm dropping you home ok? It's risky enough bringing one human, I'm not risking two. I have to be able to get in and get out. I can't be distracted with your safety. Or, this will end up a bloodbath that none of us walks away from, including Stefan." Damon then moved closer to Elena. "I know, I get it. I understand," he said genuinely.
"If we're gonna go, let's go," Alaric said packing up the weapons.
Brea was watching a movie when she heard crying echo through the house. She immediately closed her laptop and walked out of her room to track down the sound, it was coming from downstairs. "Jer! What happened?" she asked running to kneel in front of him.
"Brea?" he asked through the tears.
"What's wrong? Please, Jer! You need to tell me what happened."
"It's Vicki."
"Vicki?" Brea asked, her eyes widening.
"They found her body, Brea. Buried under mud."
"Oh my god," Brea breathed. "I'll be back in one second, Jer, I swear," she said running to her bag and pulling out her phone.
"Hey Brea," Elena answered.
"Elena, they found her body."
"Wait-what's going on?"
"Vicki's body, Lena."
"Oh no," she breathed.
"I'm going to take Jer to Matt's. Meet us there," she said hanging up. Brea took a deep wobbly breath before walking back over to her brother. "I'm going to sound like a real ass for saying this, but is there any chance you could stop crying?" Jeremy then gave her an incredulous look. "Yeah I thought it sounded bad too, we're going to head over to Matt's, but when we get there I don't want any of us to be crying. We need to be strong for him right now Jer, I'm so sorry."
"Probably should've led with that," he muttered before he nodded and went off to splash water on his face. As he was gone Brea let a few tears fall. She was never Vicki's biggest fan, but this was still a girl she'd watch grow up, Matt's baby sister. "Ok, you ready to go?" Jer mumbled sadly as he appeared back in the living room.
"Yeah," she said wiping her eyes and the two got in the car.
After a while the Gilberts walked solemnly back into their house, none of them said a word on the ride home. As they reached the kitchen they saw Jenna drinking a glass of wine on the couch laughing with Alaric.
"What the hell," Brea sighed, remembering the bet they'd made that morning, but none of them smiled.
"That's $10 each please," Jeremy muttered getting a glass of water.
"How'd you do it?" Brea asked.
"Texted Ric, from her phone, and asked if he wanted to come over for drinks at night."
"Sneaky devil."
"Oh, there you three are!" Jenna called turning around. "Wow, what's with the sadness?" she laughed. "Who died?" she drunkenly laughed even harder.
Brea looked at Elena, if they told Jenna the truth her night would be ruined. Jenna deserved a nice time. "We'll tell you in the morning ok Aunt Jenna?" Brea promised. "You enjoy your night," she said smiling at her and Ric. "Thanks for your help with the project today Ric," Brea nodded at her teacher. "Elena really appreciated it."
"Anytime," he nodded.
"Night," she said as she walked upstairs. As soon as she got into her room she fell down onto her bed and stared at her ceiling. What was happening to their lives?
"Come on, please. My mom said to ask you," Tyler pleaded.
"I don't want to be your date, you're gross. And smelly."
"You can talk."
"Hey!" Brea said as she went to tackle him, as she dived at him, he flipped her away from him.
Tyler laughed before his eyes brightened as an idea popped into his head. "Go to the Founders Kick-Off Party with me and you can tell Matt you beat me at pool?"
"You have got yourself a hot date Mr Lockwood," Brea said sitting up with a smirk and sticking her hand out for him to shake.
"Come on, Jeremy! Brea! Going to school. Walking out the door now," Elena called up the stairs.
"She's so bossy," Brea muttered.
"Whatever, come on," Tyler said walking out of her room and the pair ran down the stairs.
"Oh, hi Tyler," Elena greeted with a small wave.
Jenna then spun around. "TYLER," she yelped before giving Brea a suggestive look. Brea just tilted her head and exhaled in a silent lecture to her aunt.
Elena then opened the front door to reveal none other than their Uncle John on the other side.
"Elena!" he called happily. "Brenna!" he said just as happily as he spotted her. Both twins eyes widened.
"Uncle John. Hi," Elena said awkwardly turning to look at Brea.
"Jenna," John said in greeting.
"John. You made it," Jenna said irritated.
"Said I'd be in by noon," John said walking into the house whilst completely ignoring Tyler.
"Oh, what you say and what you do are typically two very different things," Jenna said.
"Uncle John, what's up?" Jeremy greeted, coming down the stairs dressed all in black. Elena, Brea and Jenna exchanged a look, hoping he wasn't about to slip back into old habits.
"Hey," John said as Jeremy walked out of the house. "I had some business in town. I thought a visit was in order."
"How long are you staying?" Elena asked.
"I don't know yet."
"Hmm. Ok. Well, we've got to get to school. We'll see you later," Elena said running out.
"See you, Uncle John," Brea smiled before she began shoving Tyler down the last few steps. "Run, run, run," she whispered in his ear. As the twins got outside they turned to grimace at Jenna who had been left to deal with Uncle John alone.
"Why has that guy never liked me? It's like I was invisible just then," Tyler asked.
"Don't worry about him Tyler," Elena said with a laugh. "He's an ass."
"Or you're just not very likeable," Brea suggested and Tyler pushed her arm.
"He said his trip is open-ended," Elena explained to Matt as the three stood at Matt's locker.
"Uncle John. I never really liked that guy," Matt said with a snicker.
"Heh. Does anyone?" Elena asked.
"Tyler does I think. I mean he's spent 17 and a half years trying to get that guy to like him. I think he kind of idolises him now. It's like being ignored makes him more desperate to be liked. Oh, that could be fun. Feeling like conducting an experiment on a buddy Matt?" Brea asked with an eyebrow wiggle.
"I am 100% in," he said with a laugh. "But I am here for moral support if you two need me."
"Thanks. I think we'll suffer this one alone," Elena said.
"Speak for yourself," Brea scoffed. "Matt, I could really use some support."
Elena just glared at Brea. "We're ok, Matt. You've been through enough."
"Thank you by the way. For just- everything you both did at Vicki's funeral and her memorial. I couldn't have done it without either one of you."
"Of course, Matt," they both said.
"So is Caroline still baking for you guys around the clock?" Elena asked.
"Care makes a mean cookie Matty. You should put in a request. The triple choc chip one. I highly recommend it," Brea suggested.
"She finally went to her dad's, which is a good thing because my mom was gonna strangle her if she dropped off more lasagne. I did love the cookies though, I've got a few spare if you guys want some."
Brea replied "yes please," whilst Elena shook her head.
"Anyway, we should go see Mr Saltzman, Brea," Elena said, nudging Brea.
"Huh?"
"Remember he asked to see us?" Elena said giving her sister a look.
"Oh right yeah, bye Matt," she said as they walked off with a wave.
"What was Tyler doing at the house this morning?" Elena asked.
"Well he's taking Vicki's death pretty hard, so we've been hanging out more than usual."
"Well, you're usually pretty connected at the hip anyway. But he's never come over in the morning. Is there something I should know about?"
"Ew Elena no, so gross, don't be a Jenna," Brea groaned as they entered Ric's classroom. "Hey, Ric!" Brea greeted.
"Hey," he said solemnly. "Sorry to call you both in before class but I wanted to show you something. I made a copy of a paper that Jeremy wrote for me. I think you should take a look at it," Ric said handing the paper over to the girls. As they took it, they read the title 'Fact or Fiction: The Truth About Vampires in Mystic Fall'.
"Jeremy wrote this?" Elena asked as the girls exchanged worried looks, they didn't want to put their brother in any danger.
"He's very clear that he didn't think it was real."
"I really hope you're right, because we've done so much to protect him from all this," Elena said handing the paper back to him.
"Do you think it could be Anna? I mean they were hanging out. He told me she was helping him write that paper. I could ask her?" Brea offered.
"No, that's too dangerous. We should stay as far away from the tomb vampires as possible, especially you," Elena warned.
"How are you coping with that?" Ric asked. "You know. Finding out that you're like a billion years old."
"I'm trying not to think about it," Brea huffed. "Everything is just too complicated. I just want to get back to a time when we weren't all involved in this. But I guess I've kind of known for a couple of months now that it was a possibility."
"Ok, so how do you want to deal with Jeremy?" Ric asked.
"What do you mean?" Elena asked as Brea pursed her lips, not enjoying lying to her brother.
"I don't know, with all the lies and the secrets. You have to lie to pretty much everyone who's important to you."
"It's not safe for them to know the truth, so, yes, we keep it from them. But it's only because we love them," Elena tried to reason.
"I think Stefan's a good guy, but uh… at the end of the day, he's still a vampire," Ric said awkwardly.
"I know it's hard to understand, but Stefan's different. He would never do anything to hurt me."
"Yeah, he's all pro humans. Kind of anti-woodland creatures though. Oh my god, Elena! What if he eats Bambi!" Brea moaned.
"When did you last watch that movie?" Elena asked annoyed.
"Last night."
"Are you serious? We banned you and Jer from watching that, seriously Brea," Elena complained. Brea and Jeremy had a history of watching it and then for the following week they would cry at the smallest things like an ant carrying a crumb. The ants are just so strong.
"I have no interest in the Founder's Day Kick-Off Party," Jeremy declared.
"Hey, I'm going, so you have to go too," Brea said as she struggled to get her noodles out of the box with her chopsticks causing Uncle John to hand her a fork.
"It's tradition," Uncle John countered.
"Far be it for us to break from tradition," Jenna quipped.
"The Gilberts have been a part of this town for 150 years, one of the founding families, and with that distinction comes certain obligations, including going to the party. One day, when you can appreciate the significance, I'll tell you both all about your heritage."
"Can you really call the Gilberts a founding family though?" Brea asked and John gave her a questioning look. "I mean what about the Vikings?"
"What Vikings?" he asked going a bit pale.
Brea tilted her head and then shrugged, "I don't know. I mean we've never really considered the possibility that people were here before us. Ty and I found a really old, hair comb in the middle of the woods a couple of years back. And it looked a lot older than 150 years, it looked like those Viking combs you see in museums" Brea said with a smile.
"The Gilbert family legacy," Jenna mused. "I forgot how sacred it was. I'm sure you'd actually find it interesting Brea, even coming from John, you know seeing as how you love history and all. I'm not a Gilbert, so I was never cool enough to hear it."
"That's not the only reason you're not cool enough aunt Jenna," Brea teased.
"Why does she hate you?" Jeremy asked leaning towards John.
"We used to sleep together," he answered bluntly.
Jenna then grabbed a rolled-up newspaper and tried to chuck it at John but missed and hit Brea instead as she yelped in surprise spilling noodles down her shirt. "I'm standing right here," Jenna yelled.
"JENNA!" Brea yelled and Jenna's eyes widened at the state of her niece. "Urgh I gotta go change," she said sulking up the stairs as Jeremy laughed. As she was walking past Elena's room she heard a bang and the smash of a lightbulb. She then ran in to see Stefan sitting against the smashed-up bit of wall, panting and Elena sat on the bed looking slightly scared. "Umm, what did I just walk in on? Should I leave?" she asked the panting couple. "Yep, I'm gonna leave," she said backing out and closing the door.
"I just can't believe mom and dad never told you guys that you were adopted," Jeremy said in disbelief as the siblings walked through the woods.
"I'm sure they would have eventually," Elena said with a shrug.
"Why were you both worried about what I thought?"
"It's hard," Brea sighed. "It's… weird. Going your whole life thinking you're related by blood to someone."
"Does it bug either of you that we're not?" Jeremy asked uncertainly.
"No Jer," both girls said.
"If anything it explains why we're so much more attractive than you," Brea teased.
"You're our brother. That's all that matters," Elena said. "So Mr Saltzman said you've been doing great in history now," she said changing the subject.
"Yeah, it helps that our guardian is dating him," Brea sniggered elbowing her brother. "It would not look good for him to fail his future nephew."
Jeremy just rolled his eyes and said "he's really been helping me out. He gave me some extra credit and stuff."
"He loved your vampire paper," Elena tried to say nonchalantly and Brea side-eyed her.
"Yeah, he thought I had a clever angle."
"What drew you to the subject matter?" Elena asked again as Brea huffed at her sister's obvious attempt to find out what he knew.
"Uh, I don't know. Um, boredom. Or maybe I'm just as nuts as the long line of Gilbert crazies."
Brea laughed "oh yeah I can just about guarantee you are Jer!"
"The Gilbert's aren't crazy," Elena scoffed at her siblings.
"Ah, easy for you to say. You're not one."
The girls then stopped and turned to their brother, "ouch." The girls then went to push each of his arms teasingly, causing him to be sandwiched between them as they all laughed.
"You know when you asked me to be your date. I kind of expected you to pick me up as well," Brea said running up to Tyler with a huff.
"Shhh," he said picking up a bottle of his dad's alcohol. "Come on," he said dragging her by the hand into the next room. "Check it out!" he said to Matt.
"Matty!" Brea cheered as she saw him. "Finally, a gentleman I can respect," she said throwing a glare at Tyler.
"Dude, your dad's gonna beat you down if he catches you," Matt said as the three walked into the corner of the room, Brea still being dragged by her hand. "And for the record, I told him to pick you up," Matt said putting his hands in the air in defence.
"Yeah, let him try," Tyler scoffed opening the bottle.
"All right, screw it," Matt said snatching the bottle from Tyler's hand and taking a big swig out of it.
"Wow, Matthew. I thought you were a gentleman. Aren't you meant to offer the lady the first drink?" Brea asked hands on hips.
"Let me know if you see one," Matt laughed holding out the bottle for her while she glared.
"Brea, come on, you hardly even drink," Tyler scoffed.
"Yeah, well it's been a tough few weeks," Brea said taking the bottle. "Maybe it's about time I let loose a bit," Brea then took a big swig of the bottle before handing it to Tyler.
"Brea," a voice called. Brea spun around to see Ric standing in the doorway. Luckily Tyler's back was to him so he didn't see the bottle of booze.
"Hey-hey Mr Saltzman," Brea stuttered.
"Have you seen your aunt?" he asked.
"Um yeah not too long ago, I'll, uh, I'll take you to her," she said leaving the room. "There she is, just there with Elena," Brea said pointing her out as they walked up to them.
"I have a delivery for you Jenna!"
"Ah, I've been looking for you," Ric said. "Had to recruit Brea here to help me find you," he laughed and Brea subtly winked at her aunt.
"Here I am," Jenna answered cheesily. "I haven't seen you in a while."
"Yeah. Well, uh," Ric said looking at the twins. "Things have been a little crazy. But I'm here now. Do you wanna get a drink?"
"Sure," Jenna said with a smile walking off.
"I'd be very happy with him as an uncle," Brea said with a smile at her sister as Matt approached them.
"When did this happen?" he asked referring to the now upbeat party.
"DJ had a change of heart," Elena explained.
"Certainly for the better," Brea laughed.
"Ty was looking for you Brea," Matt said with a smile. "Wanted to get back to business," Matt said not wanting Elena to know they were all drinking.
Brea laughed at his subtlety before saying, "ok, I'll go find him then, see you soon."
"Hey guys, have either of you seen Ty?" Brea asked Matt and Elena, she'd been looking but hadn't found him yet.
"No," Matt said before laughing. "Air. I need some air," he said with a laugh and Brea could tell he was slightly tipsy. "Um, come with me guys?" he asked and Brea laughed.
"Anything for you Matthew," Brea mockingly said with a smile as she caught her twin looking over at Stefan concerned.
"Sure," Elena said after a bit.
"You guys haven't seen my mom have you?" Matt asked and all three shook their heads.
"Um, no. Not in a while," Elena said eyes still on Stefan, making Brea frown slightly.
As Brea got outside, her eyes nearly popped out of her head, "oh my god. Ummm found Tyler," she said in shock as she stared at Tyler making out with Matt's mom.
Elena then got outside and gasped. "Oh my god."
Matt then tilted his head in disbelief and confusion before he ran at the pair ripping Tyler off of his mom. "What the hell are you doing man!?" he yelled.
"Matt," Kelly tried to interject.
"MOM!" Matt yelled at her furiously and she backed off.
"Whoa. Dude, calm down," Tyler said hands in the air.
"Oh no," Brea sighed knowing this would only serve to anger Matt more and before anyone could stop him Matt pulled his arm back and punched Tyler in the face.
"Matt!" the girls yelled. Tyler then grabbed Matt, as Kelly yelled in protest. Tyler punched Matt, who was flung back into his mom, who then went flying back into a table. Elena went to move forward but Chad put out an arm to stop her before he ran towards the brawling pair as Tyler was now sitting on top of Matt punching him over and over. "STOP IT! Tyler!" the girls yelled at the same time.
"Tyler, stop it! You're hurting him," Brea screamed.
"Somebody help us!" Elena yelled as Tyler started to choke Matt. Just before Matt passed out, Ric ripped Tyler off of him.
"Stop, Tyler, get off! Tyler! Hey! Stop!" Ric yelled slamming him into the wall. "Tyler stop! What the hell was that? Huh?" he asked as Tyler calmed down. Elena and Brea then ran to Matt to check him over. "What was that?"
"I'll take it from here. I'll take it from here," the mayor said coming outside and pushing Ric aside. As soon as Brea saw him she stood up eyes wide, worried about what the mayor would do to Tyler. "It's alright," the mayor said, then in view of a crowd of people, put his hand gently on his son's shoulder asking, "you hurt? Go get cleaned up. It's ok. Go get cleaned up," he said pushing Tyler away. Tyler locked eyes with Brea as she looked after him concerned about what punishment he would get from his father later. "Thank you for your help," the mayor said to Ric. "Everything's fine. Everything's fine, everybody," he said trying to get the party going again. "Come on. Everybody back to the party. Let's go. Come on have a good time."
"Where is she?" Matt angrily asked and the girls looked around to see his mom had taken off.
"I don't know. Come on put your head up," Elena instructed as the girls inspected his wounds.
"I'm going to kill him," Brea scowled as she saw the severity of Matt's injuries.
"He's not worth it," Matt scowled.