Three days later.
Elena was lying on her hospital bed. She felt terrible. She had heard people say the treatment for cancer was a bitch, but she didn’t how much that was true…until now. She felt her stomach turn and climbed out of bed. If it hadn’t been for her sore limps she would’ve run to the bathroom, but now she had to settle for shuffling as fast as her body allowed her to. Once arrived she dropped on her knees and aimed for the toilet.
It seemed an eternity had passed when she withdrew herself from the toilet and jerked off some toilet paper to clean her face. Last time she had been in a situation like this was when she had a hangover and Damon was there to comfort her.
She sought support against the wall and helped herself stand. She walked to the sink, opened the tap and washed her mouth. She loosened her hair and as she did so she felt something silk-ish on her hands. She withdrew her hands and saw brown wisps around her fingers. She brought her hand back and went through her hair. Wisp after wisp fell on her hands and Elena started crying. She sank down on the floor again and leaned against the cupboard.
The door opened and Damon entered her room. He looked from Elena’s empty bed to the open bathroom door. He walked towards it and found Elena on the floor. She hid her face, but her shoulders were shaking and he could hear her sob. He noticed the hair next to her and bent through his knees.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asked gently and he caressed her hair.
“Don’t look at me. I look awful” Elena sobbed and she pulled away.
“Don’t be silly” Damon commented softly and he turned Elena’s head to face her. He dried her tears with his thumbs. “You look stunning”
“You say that just to make me feel better” Elena said tired. She let Damon pull her up and she let her head rest on his shoulder. “But I love you for it, anyway”
Elena was lying on her hospital bed. She felt terrible. She had heard people say the treatment for cancer was a bitch, but she didn’t how much that was true…until now. She felt her stomach turn and climbed out of bed. If it hadn’t been for her sore limps she would’ve run to the bathroom, but now she had to settle for shuffling as fast as her body allowed her to. Once arrived she dropped on her knees and aimed for the toilet.
It seemed an eternity had passed when she withdrew herself from the toilet and jerked off some toilet paper to clean her face. Last time she had been in a situation like this was when she had a hangover and Damon was there to comfort her.
She sought support against the wall and helped herself stand. She walked to the sink, opened the tap and washed her mouth. She loosened her hair and as she did so she felt something silk-ish on her hands. She withdrew her hands and saw brown wisps around her fingers. She brought her hand back and went through her hair. Wisp after wisp fell on her hands and Elena started crying. She sank down on the floor again and leaned against the cupboard.
The door opened and Damon entered her room. He looked from Elena’s empty bed to the open bathroom door. He walked towards it and found Elena on the floor. She hid her face, but her shoulders were shaking and he could hear her sob. He noticed the hair next to her and bent through his knees.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asked gently and he caressed her hair.
“Don’t look at me. I look awful” Elena sobbed and she pulled away.
“Don’t be silly” Damon commented softly and he turned Elena’s head to face her. He dried her tears with his thumbs. “You look stunning”
“You say that just to make me feel better” Elena said tired. She let Damon pull her up and she let her head rest on his shoulder. “But I love you for it, anyway”
“Where’s Barbie?” Katherine asked when Stefan was standing on the front porch of the Boarding House. She had gotten used to the sight of him with Rebekah.
“She’s out, doing something” Stefan explained vague. “Can I come in?”
Katherine shrugged and let him pass. Stefan turned around. “I’m looking for Elena. Is she here?”
“No, she’s at school. You should know that” Katherine said uninterested.
“Not anymore she isn’t” Stefan said. “School’s over”
“Then she’s probably at the Grill” Katherine said, a little annoyed. “What do you need her for anyway?”
“I want to apologize for what happened last time she came over” Stefan said. “And I want to make sure she’s okay. I mean, I know Rebekah’s blood already left her system by now, but still, it must have freaked her out”
He looked at Katherine who stared at some point behind Stefan. Stefan quickly turned around and saw Damon standing in the doorway.
“She’s out, doing something” Stefan explained vague. “Can I come in?”
Katherine shrugged and let him pass. Stefan turned around. “I’m looking for Elena. Is she here?”
“No, she’s at school. You should know that” Katherine said uninterested.
“Not anymore she isn’t” Stefan said. “School’s over”
“Then she’s probably at the Grill” Katherine said, a little annoyed. “What do you need her for anyway?”
“I want to apologize for what happened last time she came over” Stefan said. “And I want to make sure she’s okay. I mean, I know Rebekah’s blood already left her system by now, but still, it must have freaked her out”
He looked at Katherine who stared at some point behind Stefan. Stefan quickly turned around and saw Damon standing in the doorway.
Tyler opened his eyes and gasped for air. The night was slowly giving in to the day and Tyler was still tied onto that chair.
“Good morning, sunshine” Klaus said, who was sitting in front of him in Indian style. He had a small flask in his left hand. “I hope you’re hungry”
“Can’t you just let me go already?” Tyler said, who was having trouble breathing. Blood came streaming from his eyes. What was wrong?
“I can’t let you go” Klaus said. “Not before you had breakfast” He continued, waving the flask. He scribbled up and opened the flask.
Tyler pressed his lips together, but Klaus easily separated them and poured the blood that was in the flask into his mouth.
“Now you won’t be so eager to run off, now will you?” Klaus said as he untied Tyler.
“Good morning, sunshine” Klaus said, who was sitting in front of him in Indian style. He had a small flask in his left hand. “I hope you’re hungry”
“Can’t you just let me go already?” Tyler said, who was having trouble breathing. Blood came streaming from his eyes. What was wrong?
“I can’t let you go” Klaus said. “Not before you had breakfast” He continued, waving the flask. He scribbled up and opened the flask.
Tyler pressed his lips together, but Klaus easily separated them and poured the blood that was in the flask into his mouth.
“Now you won’t be so eager to run off, now will you?” Klaus said as he untied Tyler.