Emily Gilbert is the older twin sister of Elena Gilbert by three minutes and the older sister of Jeremy Gilbert. Four months ago, their parents passed away in a car accident on the Wickery Bridge where only Emily and Elena survived. Emily is more p...
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"Jer! Come on! We're going to be late for school!" Emily yelled at the bottom of the stairs while slipping on her jacket. Emily sighed when she didn't hear her brother coming down the stairs. She glanced beside her once she heard footsteps that came from the living room. Emily sighed thankfully when she saw her sister, "at least you know how to get ready on time," Emily mumbled towards Elena.
Elena shook her head and widened her eyes jokingly, "maybe it's a twin thing," Elena told her sister with a serious expression before breaking into a chuckle.
Emily rolled her eyes and pushed Elena's shoulder lightly. Before Emily could say anything, Jenna came jogging from the kitchen with a metal thermos. "Forgot this," Jenna mumbled towards the younger twin before handing over the hot coffee.
"Thank you," Elena smiled.
Emily shook her head, "I don't think it's a twin thing if you are forgetting stuff. I don't do that," Emily joked before pulling the front door open. Emily's eyes widened once she saw who was stood in front of her. Someone who she didn't think she'd see for a long time.
"Emily. Elena," the man spoke with a bright smile.
"Uncle John," the two Gilbert sisters mumbled out at the same time with the same amount of shock that was in their voice, you could also see the shock in their eyes, one set of green eyes and one set of brown eyes. Emily recovered faster than Elena, and quickly gave her uncle a small smile. As for the girls in the Gilbert house, none of them particularly liked John. When he would come into town, he would only start problems with as many people as he could. Emily never trusted the man, she always felt like he was hiding something.
John turned his blue eyes from the two sisters towards the strawberry blonde that was standing directly behind them. "Jenna," John smiled at the older women.
"John," Jenna mumbled out. "You made it," she commented.
"I'd said I'll be here before noon," John told the women before slowly making his way through the doorway. As soon as the man was through the doorway, Emily closed the door and looked over at Jenna with wide eyes and mouthed, "you knew?" But all Emily got was a short nod before Jenna walked away and towards the man she hated. Emily groaned quietly, she wished she knew John was coming. She wondered why John had came back so soon to the small town, he would only visit a few times per year, now he's here two times in the last six months. Something was wrong if John was back already, Emily thought.
"Oh what you say and what you do are typically two very different things," Jenna mumbled out towards John.
"Uncle John, what's up?" Jeremy spoke out loud while stomping down the large, wooden stairs.
"Hey!" John smiled at his nephew. Jeremy didn't respond or make a facial expression, but he did slap the back of his uncle's shoulder before quickly walking out the front door.
"I had some business in town," John spoke up towards the three girls that stood looking at him with similar confused expressions. "I thought a visit was in order."
