I'm Jordan Gilbert, twin sister of Jeremy and younger sister to Elena. Growing up in Mystic Falls has never been easy, throw in the supernatural word of vampires, witches and werewolves and we are the start of a bad joke. Trying to live a normal lif...
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I ran as fast as I could through the woods and cursed a little. I didn't spend as much time in the woods as every else in the town seemed too. my heart was pounding hard in my chest and the blood rushed to my ears. I kept looking over my shoulder to see if Fake Alaric was following me. Tears spilling down my face as I tried oi remind myself that it wasn't the REAL Alaric.
I turned around and ran into a hard chest and hands were on my upper arms, steadying me. I screamed, my own hands landing on their arms. The fire inside once again being smothered as something from the person holding me enter my own body. I felt full and complete.
"J-Jordan?" a voice strangled out. I widened my brown eyes when I saw Damon falling to his knees. Pain etched onto his usually smug face.
He groaned in pain and I saw the red glow under my hands again. I let go of him when he gave one last final groan and dropped to the ground, face first. I watched in horror.
"Damon?" I dropped to my knees, giving his body a shove. He made no sound and I felt my tears falling. I had killed Damon Salvatore.
"Jordan?" a voice called out. I turned my head; tears were falling as I sat beside Damon's dead body.
"JORDAN!" I knew that voice. I shot to my feet quickly, feeling Jeremy's arms wrap around me. I cried into his chest. My whole body shaking.
"I-I-I-I k-k-killed h-h-h-him." I sobbed.
I could feel Jeremy's hand stroking down my back as he led me tighter.
"What's this? One less Salvatore in the world?" a beautiful voice mused.
I pulled my face from the safety of Jeremy's chest to see whom had joined us.
Kol was grinning down at Damon's body. I cried out, feeling a new wave of guilt and pain wash through me.
"Darling, he is fine. Sadly, he will awake in a few short hours......you on the other hand we should get out of here."
I had finally been taken home and smothered by hugs from everyone. I pulled away and walked outside to see Rebekah standing there, smile on her face. I felt so relieved to see that she was ok.
"It takes more then a measly wooden stake to kill me."
I walked up and wrapped my arms around her. I felt her body relax after a few seconds before she hugged me back.
"Thank you." I whispered.
I pulled away and smiled at her, she reached into her back pocket, pulling out my phone.
"This belongs to you."
I took it and beamed up at her.
"Thank you."
"Now that Little Gilbert is safe and unharmed. I believe I am owed an apology." Klaus mused from the front of the house. His head peering in. I pulled a face and turned to Rebekah who rolled her eyes.
"The only apology you get is, sorry we didn't shove a stake in your heart." Caroline grumbled.
"Come now Love, we should celebrate."
"We will, when you are dead." Caroline gave him a smile before walking down to me and grabbing me protectively to her side. I gave her a smile, reminding her I was perfectly safe.
The rest of the day, Jeremy and Elena had hovered nonstop to the point I had to kick them out so I could shower in peace. When I was done, I walked into my room seeing Jeremy sitting on my bed. I scowled at him.
"This needs to stop."
"You were missing for two days." His tone calm and I sighed. He was angry. Very angry. When his tone was calm it meant the simmering rage was just below the surface and one wrong move and he would explode. I had a temper, a lot worse than anyone in the house but Jeremy exploding was something I never want to see. He walked over before hugging me again. I squeezed him back, tilting my head up to look at him.
"I am fine. I promise."
He stayed silent and I could feel dread wash over me. He was blaming himself. I pulled back a little and saw alarm on his face.
"Want to watch Shrek?" I asked.
"Sure." He smiled down at me. we headed downstairs with pillows and blankets and set ourselves up on the fluffy rug.
"ELENA!" I yelled.
Elena same bounding downstairs so fast, a knife in her hand. I eyed the blade with a frown.
"You planning on killing Jeremy?" I asked.
She looked at me and then the pillows and blankets and then at the knife in her hand.
"I will put this away." She pointed to the kitchen. I nodded and turned to Jeremy with a raised brow. He shrugged and I rolled my eyes. the next few weeks will be hell for me, I could always see it.
Jeremy pulled me to him, kissing the top of my head.
