Eyes On Fire Chapter 23: Coattails, a vampire diaries fanfic

A/N: I know it's on the short side! Sorry guys! Been HELLA busy!

I DO NOT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, OR THE CHARACTERS.
Music Credit: "Coattails" – Broods (aka one of my favorite songs EVER)

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'I can't remember and I can't concentrate, but I can take a note to permeate a hit between the eyes.
And if souls are meant to be sold – and hands are only to hold – then I can't do what I'm told.

So, we'll ride the coattails to the finish line.
I don't hear the church bells chime anymore, 'cause I'm in love with this.
Oh, we'll ride the coattails to the finish line.
I don't hear the church bells chime anymore, 'cause I'm in love with this…'
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Chapter Twenty-Two:

Yelling pulled me from a deep sleep. I grimaced and blinked at the harsh light surrounding me. Loud beeping filled my ears. I tried to sit up and winced. I noticed tubes in my nose and attached to my arms. I pulled them out, ignoring the pain. I scrambled off of the bed and realized that I was in the hospital.

"Klaus?" I rasped. A nurse came into the room and tried to steady me on my feet. I flinched away from her. "Where's Klaus? Is he alive?" I asked her, my voice coming out barely above whisper.

"Miss, you really should be in bed." She tried to tell me. I pushed away from her and staggered out of the room. There isn't any part of my body that doesn't hurt. It doesn't matter now. If he's alive, I have to find him. I have to know if he's okay.

"Bonnie?" Kol's voice filled my ears. "You're bleeding, darling. You must have pulled your stitches."

"Kol?" I breathed. He nodded and studied me carefully. "Where's Klaus?" I asked him on the brink of tears.

"She really shouldn't be out of her room." A doctor said, walking over to us.

"Oh, piss off, before I have you fired. He's this way, love." Kol put his arm around me and helped me limp down the hospital hallway. Everything was a blur. I feel like I'm going to be sick. Tears fell, when I saw Klaus lying in a hospital bed. He looks so pale.

"It's not as bad as it looks, darling. The doctors say that he's going to be just fine. WE have the best doctors in the world helping him. The surgeries to repair the damage done by the bullets went well. He's in a medically induced coma to help speed up the healing." Kol explained. I nodded and got into bed with him and laid by his side. I know he's unconscious, bit I can't just leave him.

"Mr. Mikaelson, this is hardly appropriate." Another doctor scolded him, walking into the room.

"Then get a bed bin here that is big enough for both of them. Miss Bennett isn't leaving. She'll be treated in here from here on out. Is that clear?" Kol demanded. The doctor nodded, hurriedly and left. I pressed my hand against my side and did my best to ignore the bleeding.

Damon is dead. He can't hurt us, anymore. I closed my eyes and let myself drift off to sleep.

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'For a moment, I feel I'm losing it – throw my temper down and bury it.
The earth will reach the sky.
If you talk me out of my needs and stitch me up at the seams – then I could live in my dreams.