Amara Gilbert

Chapter 3

She gasped.

Her blue eyes wide with panic.

Trees. She was surrounded by trees.

Where was she?! Why was she here?!

She got to her feet, but got dizzy and fell back down. She couldn't remember what had happened. She sat up looking around trying to work out where she was and how she got here.

Not even ten feet away she saw a river that she was familiar with. As a child use to run along the edge of river so many times she can't remember how many. Amara struggled to her feet and stood on the riverbank. She looked around again and recognised the trees that stood tall around her.

She was deep in the woods that surrounded her town and had an hours walk from Mystic Falls.

But why the heck was she here and how did she get here?!

Then she remembered that she was at a party. The bonfire party.

She glanced down at her clothes, the drenched, ripped skinny jeans and green satin green tank top she'd chosen as her outfit. Her hair was mattered and she shivered in disgust.

Gross.

Amara picked what direction she was going in then set off walk towards town. Her parents were going to kill her. Who in their right mind would believe that she wake up deep in the forest and didn't even remember how she got there?! Things like this just don't happen!

"What's wrong with Elena?" Her father whispered to her as she slipped inside and closed the door.

"She broke up with Matt," Amara explained and shared a look of understanding with her mother.

She stopped.

A bit of her memory from last night was starting to come back to her. Her mind was an asphalt mess and her memories form last night were all jumbled and confusing. She tried to remember more.

Amara gave Caroline a look seeing her amused face before saying "come on Elena lets go home. I'll get Tyler so he can walk us home," she didn't want to bother her parents at this hour and especial with a tipsy Elena.

Elena! She was upset about Matt. That's right! They had left the party and her parents picked them up. She remembered getting on the car. Then why-?

"Grayson! look out!" Miranda screamed.

She froze as the memory ripped through her mind.

No! It wasn't possible!

Her mother and sisters screams, her fathers desperate yells as he tried to control the car and the shock concussion and pain across her ribs as they hit the water.

No! No! No! It couldn't be true!

Her legs started moving and she speed through the forest faster then she has ever achieved.

Please, God, don't let it be true!

She got to Wickery Bridge and saw police cars. Her heart plummeted as she saw a tall crane lifting a familiar car from the depths of the water.

No.