Reincarnated Love

Chapter 33: Ordinary People

EDITED OCT22

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"Where's Elena?" Jeremy asked as Brea and he sat on opposite couches in the living room.

"Why? You uncomfortable?" Brea asked.

"Yeah," he answered.

Brea smirked. "Would you prefer I leave the room?"

Jeremy sighed. "No, but I want you to stop sliding your finger across your throat threateningly." Brea just smirked and did it again. "Stop," Jeremy whined. "I'm sorry ok. I don't know what else to say, I feel awful. I just... I can't stand you hating me."

"I know," Brea sighed. "You don't have to ask me for forgiveness, you need that from Bon. But I'm your sister, Jer. Nothing's going to change that, I'm mad, don't get me wrong. But I'll never hate you Jer. That's a promise."

"Bambi?" Jeremy asked hopefully.

"Don't push it kid," Brea scowled.

"Alright, fair play," Jeremy said. "Finding Nemo?" he asked.

Brea stared at him before smiling and nodding. "Fire it up Jer! Get the popcorn, get the blankets and ice cream, we're in for an emotional rollercoaster," she yelled as she jumped from the couch she was on, to the couch her brother sat on.

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"Come with me," Elena said grabbing Brea's arm and pulling her away from her locker.

"I didn't shut it," Brea whined. "Matt!" she yelled, "shut my locker!" Brea turned back to her sister. "Good morning, nice to see you, what's up?" she asked sarcastically.

"I need to talk to Rebekah and I need a reason for her not to kill me. You standing with me will be a good reason."

"I love our relationship," Brea said. "Give and take. I give, you take."

Elena smiled. "Shut up," she laughed. "Anyways, you love me all the same."

"Yeah," Brea said rolling her eyes. "What do you need to talk to Bekah about?"

"I'll show you at the same time. I think you'll be interested," she said as they headed outside the school to where Rebekah was practising cheerleading. Elena came to a stop in front of Rebekah, forcing her to stop her cheer practice.

"Hey!" Rebekah greeted Brea bouncing forward to hug her awkwardly before turning to glare at Elena. "And you, goody," she said rudely.

"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit," Brea smirked.

"That would explain why you love it so much," Rebekah laughed and Brea nodded. Point to Rebekah.

"I was hoping we could talk," Elena interrupted.

"About what? Stefan? Don't worry, I'm off him until he starts treating me better."

"Here, here," Brea cheered.

"In fact, you should take a page out of my book, if I'm being honest," Rebekah said genuinely.

"Actually, I'd rather talk about this," Elena said holding up two pieces of paper. Brea moved to stand next to Rebekah so she could see the picture clearly and immediately tensed up. It was her's and Rebekah's names written in Viking script, etched onto the wall of a cave. That was something they did back when the Mikaelson's were still human. "I'm curious why you and Klaus have spent a thousand years running from your father."

Rebekah looked at Brea with fear in her eyes, but when she turned back to Elena she'd composed herself. "I should get back to the girls. Homecoming's right around the corner," Rebekah said turning to leave.