The cemetery has always been beautiful to Elena. Every day, on her way to school, she would pass by the wrought iron fence and look at least once towards the large cedar groves surrounding the property. The fence may act as a barrier for the intruders, but the intimate way that the grove possessively wraps around the nooks and crannies of the calm and serene land seems to send the message loud and clear: Mine. Elena has often found this charming, as it reminds her of those handsome heroes in her romance novels who would be so protective and caring about the girl they love.
Idiot, she thought to herself. Naive, stupid thoughts. Thoughts that were nothing but silly musings of a 16 year old girl who believed in fairy tales, romance novels and a white knight in shining armors. It is not stupid to think that they exist. It’s just hopeless to think that they can actually protect you from everything- every pain, every hurt, every regret and guilt and things that could have been and never will be. Some pain, some hurt, some regret and guilt cannot be protected from, no matter how much you want to. She learned that the hard way.
She learned that the day her parents died.
(Flashback)
One year ago, Wickery Bridge, Mystic Falls.
“Ellie, this is ridiculous. You knew that you were not allowed to go to the bonfire and still you thought you could lie to your mom, sneak out, and also in the process get yourself into a dangerous situation?”, Byron calls from the driver’s seat, his voice straining under the pressure to keep it steady and level.
“Come on, dad! Don’t be so melodramatic.Ash and Robin were just being pigheaded hot-tempered boys. There were nothing even remotely dangerous going on” Nothing that my dad needs to know anyway, she mentally added in her head.
“Oh really? So the police cars and the firetruck was there to just witness the spectacle of two drunk high school teenagers getting into a fistfight? Is that what you are telling me?” Byron’s eyes flashed Elena’s in the rearview mirror and it showed that he is not buying it, any of it.
“I don’t know what do you want to tell me dad. I am sorry I lied and snuck out but that situation was nothing of the sort as you are imagining”, she turned her head towards the side window and sighed heavily.
“Ellie -”,Byron started.
“It’s okay, Byron. Let her be. If that’s what she says happened then we should very well believe that she is saying the truth. Afterall, there is no reason to lie, is there Ellie? She added the last part in a pleasant but stern voice. Her blue eyes unaccusatory but probing. Elena can never muster the courage to look into her mother’s eyes and lie. Maybe it’s because she is her mother, or maybe it’s those deep cerulean blue eyes that seems to be determined to pry away secrets.
Ellie looked away after muttering a muffled no.
The skies have clouded and seems as if a storm is coming, Elena noticed. She can swear that the moon was still visible in the sky when she left the bonfire and got into the car.. She leaned her head towards the side window and felt herself drifting off thinking of what an utter disaster the night has been. Ash could be so unbelievably stupid sometimes, she thought to herself. And then felt stupid for thinking that. If there is one thing Ash Tyler is good at, it is being stupid, thus a moot point, and moreover it’s not her problem anymore. With that thought, she determinedly closed her eyes, but forced to open them after a minute as a loud ringing noise suddenly burst through her eardrums.
Its her phone ringtone.
She frantically started searching her bags and frowned in surprise when she came up empty. “Hello?” Elena’s horrified eyes met her mothers over the rearview mirror as she heard her mother answer her phone.
“No, Ash, she can’t come to the phone right now. In fact, it will be a subsequent amount of time before you can talk to her again. Give your mother my love. Goodnight.” She then shut the phone off with a flip.
“Seriously mom? It’s not enough for you and dad to humiliate me in front of my friends and now you are violating my privacy too? What is wrong with you? “ She almost yelled the last part. She knows she is being unnecessarily angry but she can’t help herself. “Don’t talk to your mother that way”, Byron chided. “Look dad, I appreciate you trying to be a good father all of a sudden after the disappearing act you pulled five years ago, but really, I am not a child anymore and you two can not dictate my every action and certainly cannot violate my privacy whenever you feel like it”, Elena retorted in a mean harsh tone. Her dad turned around to look at her in the back seat, eyes blazing with fury. “Now look here, young lady,-”, he started.
“BYRON, watch out!!”
Her mother shrill scream is the last thing Elena heard before she was jerked back forcefully, only to be slammed by the seat belt still holding her. The terrifying screeching noise of the tire, was all she could hear as the car skidded through the road and suddenly rammed through the delicate wooden fence of the bridge, and started to fall as she screamed. All of that took place under less than a minute. As the car got engulfed by the water, all she could see was her mother’s bashed skull with the water turning red from the blood. So much red. Suddenly, she couldn’t breathe anymore as her vision faded, as she desperately fought to keep her eyes open, as she tried to scream out at the top of her water clogged lungs.
(End of flashback)
The edge of the stream seemed somehow different to Elena today, although she can’t pinpoint the difference exactly. Maybe it’s the new batch of wildflowers that grew beside the bend or the little red paper plane stuck in a bush of peonies. The tiny details doesn’t escape her usually of what changed about Wickery Bridge since she visits..well almost every day. This, and the cemetery are her go-to places, when the memories would be too much, when the nightmares would be too grueling. Her twin sister, katherine would join her, and they both would stare at the stream below with a silent understanding.
It’s been one year and still the nightmares have not gone away. At the beginning, it was excruciating. She couldn’t sleep without heavy medications or her nightmares would prove to be too hard to handle or tolerate. The presence of katherine was of little comfort as she couldn’t offer to be more than an identical reflection of sadness. Aunt Jenna, her mother’s sister, would do her best to take care of the both of them but it’s apparent that her patience is wearing thin and she clearly is not enjoying this newly found parenting role.
Jenna is not going to be with them much longer, Elena thought, if today is any indication. Today marks the one year anniversary of that fateful incident happened. One very long year. How time passes by, Elena will be graduating this year and she still has no idea what she is going to do or where she wants to go. Her parents death and her uncle’s influence has more or less managed to tide her over, so that she can graduate, but not enough for a good college to accept her. She didn’t want to continue school anyway, and at one time, she even thought of running away from the small town that never fails to remind her the epic mess her life has become now.
“Penny for your thoughts?”, the sudden voice made elena gasp and made her drop the rock she was holding. She clutched her right hand to her chest and brusquely said, “Katherine! Jesus, you scared me. What are you doing here?”. Katherine frowned, “You didn’t pick up your phone. Jenna got worried. It’s late”. Suddenly elena realised that it is getting dark. She can hear the buzzing sound of the crickets now. “Sorry. I forgot to bring my phone. Lost track of time”, she added mildly. Katherine sighed and looked at the stream, the water has lost that lovely ripple and is now sporting murky shadows as a result of the eerie twilight.
“Do you think they are watching us now?”, she suddenly asked. The sudden question made rendered elena at a loss of words. “I-I don’t know. Maybe”, she tucked her hair behind her ear and looked at the same direction. “ I hated dad for leaving us. Mom too when she just welcomed him back. I left for russia and didn’t feel as if coming back was worth it. I was happy there and that made me even hate this place more”. Elena shifted uncomfortably in her feet, and found herself again at a loss of what to say. This is a very sensitive matter that none of them talks about much. That was a tough time. Her mother crying, her dad trying to adjust and be strong at the same time for their sake. Elena didn’t like her father coming back, and also wanted to leave but she didn’t have the luxury of katherine’s extensive connections or friends in unlikely places. She hated her for leaving her there, taking the brunt of her parents’ sudden overprotectiveness and paranoia, which didn’t subside for one moment. My sister is dead, that is what Elena would tell everyone who would ask about her sister.
Elena looked at her sister now- the doe eyes, the full lips, an exact replica of her own. The only family she has been left with.
“It was not easy for us. But dad tried and if you would have just bothered to give a chance, maybe we would not be in this situation now”, Elena said in a bitter tone. Katherine glanced at her and sighed, “maybe. Or maybe we would have all died. I don’t know, and we would never know what could have been. But what we know is the now. The present that we are leaving in. And I don’t think we would be doing a big favor to mom, dad, jenna or us if we continue to live in the past”. Confused, Elena asked, “What are you saying? You mean-do you want to- ?”. “I mean, we two are all we have been left of each other and I would hate to spend it as if I have lost you too with mom and dad. I want my family back. I want you, my sister, to be back. I am so, so, so sorry for leaving you Ellie. I truly am. Please believe me ” She really means it, Elena thought, as she stared at Katherine’s earnest eyes. She swallowed a lump and looked at the stream again. The shadows have lengthened and the wind has gotten strong too as it is whipping her bangs on her face.
“Kat, I don’t know if I will ever be able to forgive you for leaving me. Families do not do that each other. It was a selfish thing to do and you should know that”. Katherine looked away and turned her head down. “But, we all make mistakes. And I am sick and tired of living in the past. I need some time and space but yeah, I do want to move on, with you, the only family I am left with”, Elena added. Katherine offered a tentatively gentle smile and for the first time in one year, Elena felt as if something heavy in her chest has been lifted.
The fireflies has started coming out. Each tiny little pinpricks of light creating a beautiful spectacle spreading promises of warmth, light and hope as if it will never be dark again.