The little Gilbert [1]

chapter one

A story for the one, and only Damon Salvatore, because after all, he is the unfortunate brother...
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Elena had dragged me to the bonfire with her and Matt, claiming that she didn't want to be alone when she broke up with him. I mean I didn't blame her, she had been friends with Matt since she they both were only babies, to kind of hard to break someone's heart like that, but then again if your not feeling it anymore their's no point to continue toying with him.

Right now I'm doing a handstand on top of the keg chugging beer as the people surround me chanted 'CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG'. This population of high schoolers are to easily entertained.

As I dismount off of the keg, at first I found it hard to keep my balance, but I sobered up almost immediately as I saw Elena running away from Matt.

So being the loving sister I am I ran after her, as I finally caught up to her I saw her talking to a man in a leather jacket with piercing blue eyes.

"Elena!" I called to her as her head along with the mans eyes sharply turned towards me.

"Sorry, but Mom and Dad are hear." I said softly as the headlights of dads car made the black pavement sparkle, it was still wet from the night prior when we had a rainstorm.

As we got into the car Dad instantly started grilling Elena.

"Elena I thought we told you, not to go to the party." I felt bad for her, she just broke up with her boyfriend and now Dad's grilling her. Mom sat in the passenger seat sad because she knew we were going, but we begged her not to tell Dad.

"No, dad it was my fault, I kept pestering Elena begging to go to the party, it was my fault I'm sorry." I said my head down as Elena grabbed my hand and squeezed it as a thank you.

"Greyson look out!" Mom screamed as the car suddenly swerved and drove over the edge of old Wickery Bridge. When I was younger i would call it Wicked Bridge, cause I always got this weird and scary feeling here.

"Daddy!" I shrieked, as the water rose quickly to my chin. Mom was knocked out in the passenger seat as Dad struggled to open the door.

"Gianna hold your breath!" He said as he turned towards Elena and I. Elena still had my hand in hers so dad took each one of our others hands and squeezed them tightly.

"I love you girls." He said and I couldn't make out if he was crying or not. But, that was the last thing I heard as black spots soon clouded my vision.