Disclaimer:

The title of the story is taken from the song "Who you are" by "Jessie J".
I do not own the mentioned song; all rights belong to their rightful owners.
Unfortunately, I do not own any of the characters nor do I own "the Originals" or "the Vampire Diaries", all rights belong to their rightful owners.

Chapter 2

Rebekah's POV

I opened my eyes slowly as I woke up. I was lying in a bright room; it was a bit too bright for my liking. My eyes needed a moment to adjust to the bright light before I could see anything clearly. I was lying in a hospital bed in a large room, with panorama windows and a sitting area consisting of two couches, a glass table and some other furniture. There was a large plasma TV on the opposite wall. The room was kept in a modern design, and I figured that I must be lying in a hospital suite, since there were three other doors attached to the room.

As I tried to sit up, I felt a piercingly pain in the back of my left hand and realised that there was a needle in my hand. The needle belonged to a transparent infusion bag, which was hanging on a metal stand on the left side of my bed. There was also a clip on my thump that belonged to some other machine near my bed.

"You're awake." I heard a familiar voice saying as someone took my hand. I turned my head to my right and saw Nik sitting on a chair beside my bed.

"How are you feeling?" he asked as he ran his hand through my long, loosely curled, blond hair.

"I'm fine.", I answered, while thinking that that must sound like a lie considering that I tried suicide not long ago.
"What happened?" I asked then.

"You fell asleep in the ambulance. The doctors say that everything's fine, but they want to keep you in here until tomorrow to be sure." Nik explained. "You must have been really exhausted…" he added in a worried tone as he looked at me.

I didn't want to talk about what I did, so I tried to change the subject. "What's that for?", I asked as I pointed at the infusion bag on the other side of my bed.

"The doctors said that you need a lot of fluid." Nik explained. I nodded. "Hayley was here earlier." he informed me, "She brought you a bag with some of your clothes, a few books and some other stuff. She's worried about you." There was a short break then he continued. "Elijah is here, the doctors wanted to know how everything happened. He is talking with them right now. Shall I go and get him? I'm sure he'll be happy to see that you're awake."

"No, it's ok. Let him talk to them." I answered.

"Please, let me help you, 'Bekah. Do you need anything? Are you hungry or thirsty?", he then asked me.

I could see that he was really worried about me, and I felt guilty about it. What have I done? Why must I always make other people feel unhappy? It's all my fault. But I realised that I needed him, so I answered "No, its fine. I don't need anything." "Just… could you stay here with me for a while?" I then asked in a more hurt tone then I intended.

Nik nodded and climbed onto the bed. He sat next to me and I leaned against him, while he laid his arms around me and whispered "I will always stay with you, Rebekah. No matter what." A content smile appeared on my face. Suddenly, my eyelids felt heavy, and, a moment later, I fell asleep.

I lay alone in my bed, when I was woken by someone's whispering. When I opened my eyes, I saw Nik and Elijah talking in hushed tones. I didn't understand much, but heard them saying something about me and a psychologist.

"What's the matter?" I asked as I sat up. My voice was still a bit croaky from sleeping.

They immediately stopped talking and looked at me. "I'm sorry if we have woken you, Rebekah. Everything is fine, just go back to sleep, it'll do you good." Elijah answered.

I knew that he was lying to me, so I said "I heard you talking, Elijah, you said something about a psychologist. What is going on?" I asked with a now clear voice.

Elijah walked to stand beside my bed, and then he sighed, looked at me and explained "I talked to the doctors. They think that it is the best for you to talk with a psychologist. They say that he can evaluate your situation and help you find a proper solution."

I opened my mouth to protest, but Nik interrupted me and added "I already found a good psychologist, who knows about the supernatural. You have an appointment with him on Monday at 10 am."

"What!? I don't need a bloody psychologist, I'm not insane! You can't just decide for me without even asking for my opinion! I'm not a child anymore!" I yelled angrily. How dare they? That should be my decision to make, not theirs! What will they do next, put me in psychiatry and hope that I won't notice?!

"Sane persons don't jump from bridges." Klaus snapped back at me, he was obviously frustrated.

I was about to counter, when Elijah interrupted me and said "Rebekah, calm down. I know this is much for you at the moment, and you might have the false impression that we're trying to control you. But, we are only trying to help you and want what's best for you." he explained. "We are not doing this because we don't care about what you want; we are doing this precisely because we care for you and want to protect you."

I sighed. Maybe he was right. Perhaps I was a bit too impulsive…. They're doing their best to help me and I'm arguing with them. That's not fair. I should be grateful that at least my family cares about me. Because, let's be honest, no one else does… And maybe it's not that bad to talk to a psychologist. I mean, I can try it. Who knows? Perhaps this person can really help me, even if I doubt that.

"Maybe you're right. I have a problem… perhaps this psychologist can help me find a solution. I should at least try it.", I answered honestly.

Elijah took my hand and said "I'm glad to hear you say this.", then he smiled at me.

I looked at both of them. "Thank you. I know that this must be tiring for you, and I want you to know that I don't take it for granted." I thanked them sincerely.

Elijah smiled at me and said "Always and Forever.".

End of Rebekah's POV

Authors Note:

Hey Everyone, :)

First of all, thank you so much for spending your precious time with reading my second chapter. Every time, that I see that someone new has clicked on my story and hopefully red it, I jump up and down and squeal like a fan girl. :D
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