Just One Yesterday // I

Chapter Three

"Clara" a voice whispers, "Clara, wake up." The voice whispers again then I feel myself being shaken lightly.

I slowly open my eyes, taking in my surroundings, and trying to focus on the face in front of me. I squint, I'm in the living room, "Jeremy?" I ask, sitting up a bit. Jeremy was kneeling next to the couch.

"Clara, there was an accident. Jenna and John are dead." Jeremy says to me.

I stare at him confused, I could feel the color suddenly drain from my face. "What?" I manage to whisper out, not believing what he said.

"Come on, Elena was able to set up a burial today." Jeremy tries to get me to sit up completely and go to the stairs.

I move out of his grip, "No, no, wait. How was Elena able to do this so quickly? What kind of accident?" I ask, trying to get my head wrapped around it.

Jeremy sighs, "Elena was just able to, she called or something. They were free. She's getting ready now." Jeremy explains, not answering my second question.

"What kind of accident was it Jeremy?" I ask again, more forceful now, holding in the sadness that was flooding me.

Jeremy's face held no emotion, "Just get ready Clara." He tells me then turns and goes up the stairs, slamming his door when he reaches his room. The loud noise causing me to flinch.

I walk up the stairs, seeing Elena's door is open. I stand in the doorway.

"What happened Elena?" I ask, making my presence know to her.

She looks up and glances at my through her mirror. "Go get ready Clara." She says, looking away from my gaze through the mirror.

I furrow my brows, "Not until you explain to me what happened Elena!" I demand, anger and confusion clouding over my sadness.

Elena turns around, glaring at me, " Does it matter Clara? Tell you or not tell you isn't going to change the fact that John and Jenna are dead. Jeremy and I have lost the last adult figures in our lives. Now you need to stop it, be an adult and go get read for the funeral." Elena explodes.

I stare back at her, slightly shocked, "Okay" I whisper in response, turning around and going into my room. I get ready quickly. Black dress, black flats, minimal makeup.

When I was finished Jeremy walks into my room, silently hands me four roses then walks with me down the stairs. No one said a thing as we went to the grave site.

Others were waiting for us at the entrance, Caroline, Bonnie, Tyler, Matt, Alaric, and Stefan. We all follow Elena to our families plot. I looked at the two new graves that sat next to our parents.

I didn't pay much attention to whatever was going on around me, the words, the condolences, the comfort. It's was all just a blur to me. I didn't know what to feel, what to do. I just stared at the graves and felt numb. Last time I felt this way, was when my parents died.

I didn't place my flowers down when the others did so. They stayed limp in my hands. I didn't notice the new person who joined us or when when everyone walked away to leave.

"Clara?" Jeremy's voice fills my ears. I stop looking at the graves and look over at him. "You ready to go?" He asks, placing his hand on my back.

"Oh, uh, yeah, sure. Let's go." I respond, quickly walking away from the scene and Jeremy follows behind me as we head home.

When we all go back to the house. Everyone went to the kitchen, but I head upstairs.

I wasn't in the mood to talk to people, so I sat in my room, looking through my photos that Jenna and Jeremy gave me of my old photos that I tools. I had so many photos from all our family game nights with my parents.

After a few hours by myself I decided to stop looking at all the old photos, change, and get out of the house. I grab my camera and leave, not saying a word to anyone.

I don't really know where I wanted to go, I just started to walk. I end up finding myself in front of the cemetery for the second time today. I take a photo of the entrance before walking through it.

The sun was setting so I didn't bother taking anymore pictures. I make my way over to the Gilbert plots. I sit across from the grave stone that reads 'Gilbert'.

My numb feeling slowly melts into sadness, and my sight begins to blur and tears start to flow down my face. All the tears I had been holding in all day came flooding out at the moment.

I don't know how long I sat there crying, but I knew I had run out of tears to cry. I just sat on the ground, hugging my legs and resting my chin on my knees.

The moon was bright and high in the sky, providing a lot of light for me to still see all around the cemetery. The only sound that filled the air was crickets coming from the forest at the end of the cemetery.

I close my eyes, taking in the calmness of the night. A low growl broke the calm that I felt. I open my eyes and look to the right where I heard the growl come from.

From the forest, came piercing gold eyes. Out walked a huge wolf. I was frozen where I sat, but felt no fear. The wolf slowly walks towards me, like it was analyzing me. It continues towards me into it was directly in front of me.

It stares at me directly in the eye, a normal person would be scared and nervous, but I didn't feel that, felt curious and calm.

The wolf the nudges my hand that was still wrapped around my legs. I slowly lift my hand up to the wolf and it lead it's head towards my hand. That small movement causes me to smile a small sad smile.

The wolf suddenly looks off into the distance from where it came from, and quickly walks away into another part of the forest. I never let it leave my sight until I could no longer see it in the darkness of the forest.

"Clara?" A familiar voice says from my right. I quickly look over to see who was here and was surprised when I see who had called my name.

"Elijah?" I question unsure if it was really him. I slowly stand. Up from where I sat.

Elijah walks over to me, "what are you doing here? Why are you crying?" He asks, wiping away a tear from my face.

I didn't even realize I was crying. "Family." I respond simply and softly from not talking most of the day. My gaze slowly moves back to the graves.

I notice Elijah look over to the graves as well, then look back at me. Then he embraces me in a hug, "I'm truly sorry for you lost." Elijah whispers in my ear.

I return the hug, and feel the tears fill my eyes again and I begin to cry once more. Elijah comforts me and I cry softly into the night.

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I hope you guys are enjoying this story, shows you a bit into how Clara deals with death, such.

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