EDITED OCT22
"Brea, look some asshole parked in our driveway!" Jenna snapped angrily.
"No way!" Brea gasped as she jumped up from the couch to look out the window. "Oh, that car?" Brea asked as Jeremy came to stand next to her.
"Yeah," Jenna scowled, hands on hips. "I swear if I see who did it, I'm going to go full crazy on them."
"Um, I didn't tell you Jenna, but that's my car," Brea laughed nervously and Jenna just rolled her eyes. "No, I'm serious! I won a competition."
"What kind of competition?" Jenna asked sceptically.
"Poetry," Brea lied.
"No way!" Jenna clapped excitedly. "That is so cool! I have to head to school but when I get home I want to read it! Well done sweetie," she smiled as she kissed her niece's head and ran out the door.
"Poetry?" Jeremy laughed. He knew she'd gotten the car as a gift from Katherine.
"I know," she groaned. "Now I have to write a poem."
"You're an idiot," he laughed.
"Run, run, run, run," Brea said quickly as she ran up to Stefan and Jeremy, who were leaning against the lockers.
Stefan smiled, as if he knew what she meant, before continuing his chat with Jeremy. "Well, today we have a nice little distraction courtesy of slave driver Elena. Hello, Elena," Stefan said swinging an arm around Elena.
"I warned you," Brea said with a look at the boys. "Trust me though, she's nowhere near as bad as Caroline," Brea joked. "I called Caroline earlier to ask a question about tipping the workers and she said I should dye my hair blonde and walk into a brick wall. Because then I'd have an excuse for asking something so dumb. I still don't know the answer either."
"Hey. Um, do you…" Elena started to ask Jeremy.
"Yeah, yeah, I set up the goldfish toss, all 300 goldfish. It's gonna be epic," Jeremy said cutting off Elena with attitude before slamming his locker and walking off.
Brea turned to look at Elena only to see her staring at her. "What?" she asked
"Go."
"Where. Why?"
"Go with him."
"With Jeremy?"
"Yes obviously," Elena scowled. "He'll talk to you not me, so go."
"Ok, psychopath. Wow. If you two wanted to be alone, all you had to do was ask. Everyone is so mean to me today," Brea huffed as she walked off after her brother. "Yo, yo, you, yo," Brea sang to Jeremy as she caught up with him.
"Really? Scooby Doo?" Jeremy asked.
"It's best Jer. You know it."
"It's not the best. Bambi is," he countered.
"Oh my god, you're totally right. I can't believe I suggested otherwise," she gasped. "We should watch that tonight."
"Maybe. What are you following me for?"
"Elena wanted time alone with Stefan. So I got kicked out."
"I'm not surprised."
"Why?"
"You're annoying."
"Jer. You are like my only friend left here today. Don't abandon me, my friend," Brea said loudly. Jeremy's eyes went wide as people looked, making Brea laugh.
"What about Tyler? Go annoy him."
"He's out on a run with Mason. He invited me and I said not a chance. They'll be here tonight though."
"Why say no? Because you're too lazy?"
"No," she glared. "Caroline would actually murder me if I abandoned her carnival. Anyway, I have to prove to her I can do it. She said something on the phone about proving to people that I'm not just a pretty face. It's weird how she can be nice and so mean all at the same time. I mean usually, she's just mean. I'm worried she's switching tactics… oh my god I'm so not prepared for a change in tactic."
"Ok bye," Jeremy cut off before walking off.
"Jer!" Brea called out. "I love you!" she yelled. Jeremy spun around wide-eyed as people in the area giggled.
"Hey!" Brea greeted Mason who was watching Tyler compete in arm wrestling competitions.
"Hey, Brea! Where've you been? We looked for you earlier."
"Oh, hiding from my sister," Brea said with a nod.
"Sure, um, why?" Mason laughed.
"Oh well, I told Caroline I'd help organise the carnival, you know because she's still in the hospital from the crash. But then she was really mean to me, and as Elena's boyfriend so poetically put it, Elena is a slave driver. So I'm just avoiding everyone. Because then, whatever goes wrong with the carnival, I can tell Caroline it was Elena's fault."
"Sounds more complicated than it needs to be," Mason laughed. "You think I can take him?" Mason asked gesturing to Tyler.
"Oh yeah," Brea laughed. "For sure. I'll place a bet on that."
"$5?" Mason offered her.
"You're on."
"Hey Tyler," Mason said walking up to the table. "I bet I can take you."
"Bring it on surfer boy," Tyler teased as Brea came to stand right next to them.
"If I win you give Brea $5, you win she gives you $5," Mason explained.
"Sure, I always love taking money from Brea," Tyler smirked. The bell went off and Tyler's face became strained as he pushed against his uncle, but his uncle's face remained steady as he slammed Tyler's hand to the table.
"Is that it?" Mason asked Tyler jokingly.
"$5 please," Brea smiled holding her hand out.
Tyler just scowled as he dug into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. "All right, he's the champ. Who wants to go next?" he called out as he slapped $5 into Brea's hand.
"You can take anyone surfer boy," Brea encouraged shaking Mason's shoulders in encouragement.
"Stefan wants a go," Damon called out and Brea's smile immediately dropped into a scowl.
"Yeah, sure. I'll, uh, I'll give it a shot," Stefan said as he walked towards the table.
"Go, Stef," Tyler encouraged.
"Get him Stef," Damon called as he mocked Tyler causing Brea to give him a death glare.
"My brother over there thinks I can beat you," Stefan explained to Mason and Tyler scoffed.
"Your brother's wrong," Mason bantered.
"Oh confident surfer boy, I like it" Brea encouraged as she leaned on Tyler.
"That's gonna stick isn't it?" Mason asked.
"Of course," Brea nodded.
The bell then went and Mason and Stefan started wrestling. You could see on both of their faces they were putting in a lot of effort. Eventually, Stefan's hand hit the table as Mason won. "Whoo!" Tyler cheered lifting Brea up.
"Hey!" Brea whined. "I am not a doll," she laughed before looking at Stefan, confused as to how a vampire could lose to Mason. From the look on his face, he was confused as well as he walked back over to Damon. As Mason started his next fight, Brea kept an eye on the Salvatore's quickly walked away.
"You right?" Tyler asked after a few minutes.
"Of course," she said snapping out of it. "Surfer boy is smashing everyone! I'm up next!"
"Oh come on Brea, at least let him have a fair fight," Tyler laughed.
"Don't be a punk," Brea shoved him as she lined up opposite Mason. "Don't go easy."
"If you say so," he laughed as he gripped her hand. The bell went and he immediately slammed her hand into the table.
"Ah crap," she groaned shaking out her hand. "Again."
"Again?" Mason laughed.
"Yeah, I'm going to use two hands."
"Still won't win," Mason taunted as she grabbed a hold of his hand.
The bell went off and Brea pressed all her strength against his hand and his hand started to fall down. "Oh my god. Oh my god, I'm doing it! I'm doing it!" Brea squealed before Mason started to push against her and her hand went flying into the table. "Are you kidding me?" she glared. "Talk about false hope."
"If you came on the run with us it might help you build some muscle," Mason smirked.
"Yeah, no way, not a chance," Brea laughed.
"I mean come on how ridiculous right," Brea laughed with Tyler as they explored the carnival. "And she didn't even know. I mean I love her, she's so bright, but sometimes…" Brea said as she turned around, "Care!" she shouted as she ended up face to face with Caroline, who had her hands on her hips. "I thought you weren't getting out till tomorrow morning? Help me," she whispered to Tyler who smiled and flung an arm around her shoulder.
"I got out early. I wanted to see what you bozo's did to my carnival."
"Well, Elena did it all," Brea said quickly.
"It's actually really good. I'm impressed."
"Under my supervision of course. She's hopeless on her own you know," Brea recovered.
"Oh I know right, bless her and Bonnie. But they just don't have the same idea of fabulous that we do," Caroline laughed, her entire demeanour completely different from the girl's earlier phone call. This change made Brea laugh nervously, as she wondered if it was a trap.
Tyler sensing Brea's uneasiness cut in. "So Brea, ready for me to beat you in that wrestle we were planning?"
"Hmm?" Brea asked turning to him confused.
"Yeah from earlier, when you challenged me."
"I didn…"
"Ew wrestling," Caroline sneered, "I'm out. See ya later Brea," she said walking away.
"Oh, I see what you did there. You scared her away. Well done Tyler, very diabolical. I've got to go find Jer, so I'll see you tomorrow?" Brea smiled.
"See you, tomorrow kid," he ruffled her hair as she shoved him away with a growl.
"Where the hell have you been!" Elena yelled as she ran into Brea.
"Uh..."
"Doesn't matter. You didn't answer your phone!"
"Well yeah I'm ignoring Damon, so, duh."
"It was important. Brea! Caroline's a vampire."
"What!" Brea's eyes widened.
"She attacked Damon. She says Katherine turned her. He wants to kill her, so we have to find her before he does."
"Oh my god," Brea panicked.
"Stefan is looking inside the school, I'm going to take the parking lot, you look through the carnival. Splitting up gives us the best chance of finding her before Damon does. Go!" she yelled as she took off running.
Brea turned and began to run around the carnival looking for Caroline before she stopped and pulled out her phone. She dialled the number that had been left on the seat of her car yesterday and waited for her to pick it up.
"How are you enjoying the new car?" Katherine answered.
"What the hell have you done?" Brea snapped down the phone.
"Hmm, I think you're talking about your little neurotic friend Caroline."
"Yeah, I am. And she is only slightly neurotic!"
"Sure. Look, sweetie, you're memory isn't all there yet. But I have plans for your Caroline that will benefit both of us. Nothing personal, just try not to get her killed," Katherine said hanging up. As Brea removed the phone from her ear she growled in annoyance.
"Caroline!" she yelled and kept running around searching. As she got around the back of the school she ran into Elena and Stefan. "Oh hey," she said shocked to see them. "I've checked the whole carnival, I can't find her."
"There!" Stefan yelled and started running. Brea and Elena sprinted after him. Just as they arrived they saw Damon lifting up a stake behind Caroline, ready to kill her. Stefan zoomed off and snatched the stake from Damon, pushing him away from Caroline.
"Stefan!" Damon snapped.
Brea and Elena ran up to Caroline. Brea ran up and held Caroline's shoulders with her hands in comfort. Just as Caroline started to relax, she freaked out again, grabbing Brea and backing away from Elena. "Get away from me!" she yelled at Elena. "You killed me!"
"No, no, no, no, Caroline. That wasn't me," Elena tried to defend. "You know that. That was Katherine."
"No! Then why does she look like you?" Caroline asked shaking whilst Brea rubbed her arms trying to calm her down. "Why - why did she do this to me?" Caroline cried.
"Stefan!" Brea called.
"Stefan, we gotta get her inside," Elena finished.
"It's all right, Caroline," Stefan said keeping his eye on Damon as he moved back to Caroline. "Come with me."
"She will die. It's only a matter of time," Damon called out.
"Yeah, maybe so, but it's not going to happen tonight," Stefan retorted.
"Oh, yeah, it is," Damon said and zoomed at Caroline with the stake. Before he could get to Caroline, Elena threw herself in front of her. All 3 girls gasped as Damon stopped right in front of Elena, stake at the ready.
"Damon, she's our friend," Elena told him forcefully.
"If you touch her I swear to you. I will never forgive. Never is a long time for a vampire," Brea pleaded.
"Whatever happens, it's on you," Damon told the twins before slowly backing away.
"We've gotta get her cleaned up," Brea said stroking Caroline's hair.
"Caroline?" Bonnie said appearing from around the side of the school.
"It's ok. Come on," Stefan coaxed Caroline.
"Oh. You're not. You can't be," Bonnie said in shock. She then ran forward and grabbed Caroline's arm before releasing, as she came to the realisation that Caroline was no longer human.
"Bonnie, I - I," Caroline started in a terrified tone only to be met with Bonnie's shocked face.
"Oh god!" Bonnie exclaimed spotting a dead body.
"Bonnie," Caroline cried desperately.
"Just… go," Elena said pushing Caroline to go get cleaned up. Brea let her friend go and Caroline left with Stefan. Elena then walked over to Bonnie and looked over the body whilst Brea stared after Caroline.
"I can't believe this is happening," Bonnie muttered.
"You could have been a little nicer Bonnie," Brea snapped. "Caroline is in there absolutely terrified! She probably thinks you hate her."
"Don't pout about it," Damon smirked as he returned with a shovel. "We got a body to bury."
"Ass," Brea muttered.
"You should think of some new words Miss Pierce," Damon mocked before walking over to Elena and holding out the shovel for her. "Thought you were calling the shots," he mocked as she glared. "No? Hmm. Sucks to be you, buddy," he mused. He then collapsed to the ground screaming.
Brea and Elena both looked over to Bonnie and saw that she was the one hurting Damon. A hose then shot across the concrete and the water started flowing whilst Damon lay on the ground screaming. "I told you what would happen if anyone else got hurt," Bonnie explained.
"I didn't do this," Damon moaned.
"Bonnie, it wasn't his fault," Elena tried to reason.
"Everything that happens is his fault, Elena."
Elena then shot Brea a look, and Brea sighed. "She's right Bonnie. For once this wasn't his fault. This one's on Katherine."
"Bonnie, what are you doing?" Elena asked concerned as the water got closer to Damon. Damon looked up just as the trail of water caught fire and started spreading towards Damon. "Bonnie, stop it," Elena panicked.
"Bonnie! Cut it out," Brea warned.
"Bonnie, Bonnie, stop it," Elena said more aggressively.
Then Damon's leg caught fire and Brea yelled, "Bonnie, quit being an idiot! Cut it out!"
"Bonnie, stop it! You're going to kill him!" Elena yelled as well whilst Damon screamed. "Bonnie!" Elena then leapt across the flames and shook Bonnie to snap her out of her trance. As she did that the flames died down and Damon was extinguished.
"Why, why did you stop me?" Bonnie asked angrily, slapping Elena's hand off of her.
"Seriously Bonnie? Grow up. Are you seriously ok with murdering him? Seriously. Two wrongs don't make a right. Stop being so filled with hate," Brea snapped, still not believing what she just saw her friend do. "I'm taking Jeremy home," she said to Elena before storming away.
"It's been a while," Jenna said to Ric in the doorway.
"Well, school's been keeping me really busy."
"I want you to know it means a lot to me that Elena has a connection to her mother. And although Brea," Jenna said with a head jerk at Brea, who was standing behind her, "isn't quite ready to dive into that birth mother stuff yet, I'm glad the option's open. So I appreciate you bringing Elena along today."
"I just didn't want to hang out with Damon," Brea smirked at her aunt.
"Fair enough," Jenna nodded.
"Yeah. Well, I figured it was time to take care of my wife's things, you know? Look, Jenna, I know… things between you and I have been a little start and stop and I'm sorry about that."
"I'm gonna go," Brea interrupted "You know, be anywhere but here," she said as she ran up the stairs.
"So, I don't get to choose the ring I have to wear the rest of my life?" Caroline asked as she sneered at the ring they were going to turn into her daylight ring. While Elena was spending the day with Damon, Brea had agreed to hang out with the less murderous brother in order to help Caroline.
"See Bonnie," Brea said. "Still the Caroline Forbes we know and love. Nothing's changed."
Bonnie ignored Brea and said, "hey, if you don't want it…"
"No. She, she wants it," Stefan cut off.
"Now what?" Caroline asked as Brea's phone started ringing and all three turned to look at her.
"Sorry," Brea said pulling it out of her bag. She looked at it and saw Katherine's name and declined the call.
"Now's the part where I explain the rules," Bonnie told Caroline. "The witch who spells the ring has the power to de-spell it. So, if you ever do anything to hurt anyone…"
"I'm not going to hurt anyone," Caroline said firmly as Brea glared at Bonnie. Brea, who was sitting next to Caroline on the bed, took her hand to show support.
"You're a vampire. That means the urge to kill is a part of who you are. The minute you let it take over, I will stop you."
"Bonnie, you're supposed to be my friend," Caroline said sadly as Brea squeezed her hand.
"I can't ignore what happened. Ok? If you want to be friends, you're going to have to prove that the Caroline I remember isn't gone."
"She died like two days ago!" Brea snapped. "Honestly Bonnie. It's not like she's a completely different person. She changed but she's still Caroline! In case you forgot how one turns into a vampire, they die. Caroline died, Bonnie! That's pretty traumatic, so cut her some slack! If you can't see that she's still the same person, well then you don't deserve to be her friend." Caroline gave Brea a small smile as Stefan gave Brea a warning look.
"Put the ring on the bed," Bonnie said angrily.
"It's a cute ring," Brea said trying to cheer her up. "I mean cuter than Stefan's. Sorry, Stefan."
"Do you really think I meant to kill that guy at the carnival?" Caroline snapped ignoring Brea.
"He's still dead," Bonnie answered coldly. "Now do you want me to cast the spell or not?" Caroline just looked down and Bonnie opened the blinds a bit, causing Caroline to shrink back against Brea, into the shadows. Bonnie then closed her eyes for a bit before opening them. "All done," she said handing the ring to Caroline who put it on her finger.
"So that's it?" Caroline asked sceptically. "I mean nothing witchy happened," she said making Brea smirk. "You know, no flickering lights, no gust of wind. Have you ever done this before?"
"Caroline," both Brea and Stefan said warningly.
"Well, I just want to make sure it worked!" she defended herself.
Bonnie then walked over and threw open the blind, soaking Caroline in the sunlight. Caroline screamed in anticipation, but she was protected. "It worked," Bonnie snarked.
"What if it hadn't, Bonnie!?" Caroline snapped.
"She's all yours," Bonnie said sarcastically to Stefan and Brea before she left the house. Caroline then cheered up and began sticking her hand in the sunlight excitedly.
"Hey guys," Matt said as he came to join Brea and Tyler at the watering hole where Tyler was throwing a party.
"Is it me, or did Aimee Bradley's ass get hot?" Tyler asked.
"All class," Matt answered with a glance in Aimee's direction.
"And crass," Brea added, clinking Matt's red cup in solidarity.
"Where's Forbes?" Tyler asked.
"Wish I knew," Matt said as Brea looked away.
"You guys on the outs already?" Tyler asked.
"Now. We're fine. I'm fine. Just not sure what she is," he said before he grabbed Brea's shoulders and spun her to face him. "Now tell me what you know."
"Um…" she said unsure how to answer.
"It's ok, you can tell me. I know she's mad at me for something. And I want to know, Brea, I didn't think I'd like her this much, but I do. Just tell me, I know she would have told you."
"Matt, she nearly died. She's not mad with you, she just… she's struggling. It just really messed with her head. I know she doesn't want to be mopey around you, she thinks if she is, then you won't like her anymore," Brea came up with.
"Hmm, I guess," Matt said with a head nod. "What's your uncle doing here?" he asked Tyler as Mason's truck pulled up.
"You're up, you're up," Tyler said shoving Brea towards the truck.
"Hey!" she complained, with a glare back at Tyler before she approached. "Mason, buddy, hey!"
"Brea. What are you guys doing?" he said giving her a knowing look.
"It's a bible study group," Brea lied. "Yep, that's it. No alcohol here."
"Tyler!" Mason called and Tyler came up to the truck.
"You suck," Tyler said bumping Brea's arm. "You busting us or you joining us?" he asked.
"Neither. Hoping you can make sure everyone's out of here by dark," Mason said.
"What happens after dark?" Tyler asked.
"All the crazies come out Ty, it's a full moon, wooo," Brea said trying to sound creepy as she wiggled her fingers in his face.
"Well there's that," Mason said giving Brea a smile. "And there's also the one where someone ends up wasted and dead at the bottom of the lake." Tyler went to rebut when Mason cut him off, "you heard your mom. The family's liable if anything happens."
"Don't be a party killer," Tyler whined.
"Ty, he's got a point," Brea tried to say but Tyler put a hand over her mouth.
"Hey, I didn't say you had to stop partying," Mason smirked. "I just said you have to take it elsewhere."
"All right," Tyler said. "Urgh, you licked my hand," he said yanking his hand off of Brea's mouth. "You're so gross," he said before turning back to Mason. "We'll be out of here," he said before leaving.
"Brea?"
"Don't worry Mason, I'm your backup," Brea joked. "As soon as that sun drops, I'll be the sheriff of the Lockwood watering hole," she said crossing her arms seriously making Mason laugh.
Brea's phone then rang and she pulled it out to see it was Katherine calling, she declined the call again. "You should answer that," Mason said looking at Brea seriously.
"It's nothing, they've called 5 times already today. When I want to talk to her I will," Brea smiled and Mason gave her a look. "It's fine Mason. It's just my sis… sinister history partner, yeah Ric partnered me up with a nasty piece of work," she tried to cover. "See ya," she said quickly running after Tyler only to find him preoccupied with chatting up some girls.
"Hey," Stefan said approaching Brea.
"Hey," she said relieved. "How'd it go?"
"It went well. We bonded," he said with a smile.
"Did she go home?"
"No, she's here."
"Here! Is that a good idea?"
"Yeah, I thought it'd be good. You know, Matt's the main hold on her humanity. I think we should let her embrace what she remembers from being human, rather than keep her from it. I think it's her best chance."
"Ok," she agreed.
"Do you think I'm too serious?" Stefan asked after a moment of silence.
"Yes," Brea answered teasingly with a smile.
"Thanks, Brea," he laughed.
"I miss this you know."
"What?"
"Well I may not remember a lot, but I miss being your friend. I haven't really hung out with you without Elena. It's nice. Like old times," Brea said smiling at Stefan. "Um, hate to ruin the moment, but is Caroline compelling Aimee Bradley?" Brea asked pointing and Stefan spun to look.
Stefan closed his eyes and sighed. "Let's go," he said and he and Brea walked over to Caroline, who had just been abandoned by Matt. "Hey, I saw that," Stefan accused. "You compelled her."
"Technically I saw," Brea said putting her hand up for credit.
"Snitch," Caroline mumbled and Brea's hand shot straight back down. "She deserved it."
"Caroline, nobody deserves to have their mind messed with for… shallow reasons."
"He's right Care. You of all people should know how awful compulsion is," Brea said with a small shrug.
"You know, why is everyone sticking up for Aimee freaking Bradley?"
"Oh, Care. You need my help with nicknames," Brea cringed before telling Stefan, "I had some excellent hate names for Logan Fell. Scumfell was always a hit."
"Shut up," Caroline groaned.
"Okey dokey," Brea said going quiet.
"You're letting your jealousy get the best of you," Stefan counselled.
"Oh, so now I have magnified jealousy issues too. That's great."
"I told you this wasn't going to be easy."
"Yeah, well. Might as well have stayed dead. My entire personality is killing me," Caroline complained. "Shut up," Caroline said to both Stefan and Brea who were sniggering. Brea's phone rang again and Brea didn't even look at the caller ID, knowing who it was, she just clicked decline.
"So um, whatcha doing?" Tyler smirked down at Brea who was sitting up against the keg.
"Hiding from Caroline," Brea admitted quickly reaching up and snatching Tyler's drink out of his hands and chugging it. "She told me my hair looked limp. And I was like duh, I just got thrown in the watering hole. She didn't care."
"Woah Brea," he laughed filling up the cup and handing it back to her. "You've had a lot you should probably slow down."
"You say as you ply me with more alcohol," Brea laughed. "I am so fine," she laughed.
"Stand up for me then, lets see how well you can do that," Tyler said crossing his arms.
"Sure thing," Brea laughed, she tried to stand up but ended up collapsing onto the ground. "Oh wow, maybe I have drunk too much," she giggled as her phone rang.
Tyler dug it out of her pocket. "I think Elena's calling you. The caller ID says 'Evil Sister'."
"Hang up, hang up, hang up," she said desperately crawling towards him.
He gave Brea a weird look before answering. "Hello? Elena is that you? Yeah, yeah, she's right here," he said handing the phone to her.
"Yes Elena, my favourite sister," she said into the phone.
"Now we both know that isn't true," Katherine sniggered.
"Well, it most certainly is right at this moment."
"Where are you?"
"Wouldn't you like to know? I'm not telling you where I am, I don't want you to know."
"Hey Elena, Tyler again," Tyler said snatching the phone. "Yeah, we're at the watering hole. Yeah, I think it would be a good idea if you picked her up. I don't know, she's upset about something. She's had a lot to drink. Yeah, I'll put you back on," he said handing the phone back.
"Traitor," Brea hissed. "Don't pick me up Elena," Brea said keeping up the facade. "I'll walk."
"You're not walking and I am picking you up because it's dangerous out there."
"No, it's not."
"Yes, it is. It's a full moon, you should be inside."
"Who cares what stage of the lunar cycle it is," Brea snapped making Tyler give her a weird look.
"Look, Brenna, you don't have your memories. Now is the time to trust me. So yes, I am coming to get you, and then I'm going to drop you home where you'll be safe."
"Hmm, come again?" Brea asked confused.
"You heard me, I'm two minutes away," Katherine said hanging up.
"Great you're a snitch," Brea said to Tyler and he laughed before sitting down next to her.
"Woah," he gasped after a few minutes of silence
"What?" Brea asked.
"Since when is Elena Gilbert sexy?" he asked as Brea glared at him. She looked over to see Katherine walking towards herthem. Hair curled to perfection and wearing designer heels.
"Oh for god's sake," Brea groaned.
"Hey Brenna, Tyler," Katherine said sweetly.
"Brenna? Oh, you're in trouble," Tyler snickered.
"I mean Brea, of course," Katherine corrected. "Come on Brea," Katherine said and Brea grumpily stood up and slouched off to the car, she turned to yell bye to Tyler but saw him slinking off with Aimee Bradley. "You need to answer your phone when I call you," Katherine muttered as she got in the car.
"Yeah, but I didn't want to talk to you," Brea mumbled.
"I knew that. I know you didn't want to talk to me, so I only called you because it was serious. You've let me stress out the entire day."
"I'm sorry!"
Katherine huffed. "It's fine. I'll drop you home. I just didn't want you to get hurt ok."
Brea looked up at Katherine. "I've never heard of werewolves in Mystic Falls," she said and Katherine snorted.
"Oh sweetie, I know for a fact in your first life your village was infested."
"Oh," Brea sighed. "What's wrong with me? I remember snippets, and even then, they're so hard to hold on to. I just forget. How can I forget my own past?"
"I'm sorry, Brea. Trust me, it's for the best. Your lack of memories has kept you safe for the past century."
"Tell me something."
"About what?"
"Me, us. I don't know. Something I don't know."
"Well, you've been the only constant in my life for nearly 540 years," Katherine smiled. "We were Bulgarian, born into a noble family. We had a good life. And I ruined it. I had a child out of wedlock, which brought great shame to our family in those days. You were my rock, Brenna. Our father resented me. I had the child and then I was disowned and exiled. I was meant to be on my own. But you disobeyed father and left for England in the night with me. You sacrificed your future so you could stay with me. I wouldn't have made it without you. It's been the same ever since I was turned. Every time you'd reincarnate I'd go crazy trying to find you. It was tricky, I was running from someone so I didn't want to be found. But I couldn't be without you, and neither could someone else."
"Are you talking about him?"
"Do you remember him?"
"Not really. I mean I know I've had memories of him but most of them slip away. The only thing I'm sure of is what Anna told me."
"He had a lot of enemies. Look, Brenna, every time you died he would go off the rails, he was feared everywhere for being insane. And it would all coincide with when he was reunited with you, being that way creates a lot of enemies," Katherine explained. "I wanted to keep you safe from them. You're just human. I couldn't let you get in the middle of their fights, which you would. So I'd race to find you for your protection. So your little boyfriend and his family hate my guts. Sometimes he'd get to you first, and then you'd stay with him for that life. Did Anna explain all that to you, about your lives?"
"Yeah she did and thinking about it hurts my head sometimes. I try so desperately to pull a memory and it just... aches. Thanks, Katerina," Brea said, they'd been parked outside the Gilbert house for a few minutes now. "I should go though, I promised Jenna a movie night," she said getting out of the car and walked inside, stumbling on the doorway.
"Hey Jenna," she greeted her aunt.
"You drank."
"How did you know?"
"You tripped getting in the door Brea."
"Fair point," Brea shrugged.
"What happened?" Jenna asked patting the seat next to her.
Brea plonked herself down next to her aunt, "I don't know Jenna. I just feel lost. Ok, say hypothetically I had one sibling who hated the other and they were trying to destroy each other's lives. What would you do?"
"What's happening? Are Jeremy and Elena in a fight? Brea if they are I need to know."
"No, no, god no. Hypothetical Jenna, remember. Ok, say it's two friends who are very close to me."
"Bonnie and Caroline?"
"Jenna it's hypothetical."
"It is, isn't it?"
"Jenna!"
"Fine, fine. I wouldn't take sides for starters. Stay neutral. Much safer. You're close to both of them, so you don't want to jeopardise either friendship. How's that?"
"Actually really helpful. Ok, let's add in that one party doesn't really know what's happening and the other knows everything, but is playing everything close to the chest and won't tell me what's going on?"
"Hypothetical huh?" Jenna asked.
"Fine, fine, end of the conversation," Brea giggled. "Ok, you and Alaric, what happened after I ran away this morning?"
"I don't know Brea. I don't want to just be waiting in the wings, waiting for him to move on you know?"
"Absolutely, it would be unfair to ask you to do that."
"He hasn't, you know, asked me to do that. He just keeps apologising for everything. But I don't want an apology, I just want an answer. Yes, we will happen, or, no, we won't."
"Maybe this trip will have cleared his head?" Brea yawned.
Jenna laughed. "Yeah maybe. Go to bed, you're tired. You are Jeremy were up till all hours watching Bambi, he's already in bed."
Brea gasped. "You knew?"
"Of course, my room is right next to yours, I hardly got any sleep over you two sobbing all night."
"Please don't tell Elena," Brea begged. "She'll kill us. The last time we watched it, she came in and snapped the disk, we had to buy a new one, Jenna."
Jenna just laughed. "Ok, I won't tell her. But one of you will give it away. You always do."
"Hey! Will not."
"Sweetheart, either you or Jer only has to hear someone say 'mother' and you'll burst into tears," Jenna said as Brea's eyes welled up. "Go to bed."
"Ok," Brea sniffled as she climbed the stairs.