Damon
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but you really need to go. Miss Gilbert needs to rest and that goes better when she is by herself," a nurse tells us. We are in this room for over six hours, but I am not planning on leaving. Not until I can take her with me.
"Is there no way we can spend the night?" Jeremy asks the nurse. She shakes her head. "No, it is better if you go home. You are allowed to come back tomorrow morning," she says. Everybody disagrees, but nobody is in the mood to fight her.
So, with angry faces, we say good night to Abby and walk out of the room. We all walk out of the hospital, but before we walk to the cars, I stop walking. "I think I am gonna walk home," I say. I see everybody doubts to believe me, but nobody says anything.
"Okay, be careful," Alaric says. I smile, it is kind of sweet how he cares about me. "I will," I say, "I'll go to the bathroom real quick and then I will be on my way." Everybody nods and gets in the car.
I walk back to the hospital and walk inside. But in stead of walking to the bathroom, I walk back to Abby's room. There is no way in hell someone gets between me and my girl that easily!
"Damon! Wait up!" I hear behind me. I sigh and turn around only to see Jeremy running towards me. "What are you doing here, little Gilbert? Go home!" I tell him. Jeremy shakes his head. "I know what you are doing," he says. I sigh, "congratulations! Now, go home." Jeremy shakes his head again. "I wanna stay as well," he says.
I roll my eyes. "Come on, Damon! I care a lot about her too. I won't be able to sleep anyway. Just let me stay with her," he begs. I want to tell him no and force him to go home. I even doubt if he is on Vervain, maybe I can compel him to leave. But I just sigh. "One condition," I tell him, "I don't want to hear you complain about how I am treating Abby. I am in love with her and she is in love with me, so I kiss her when I want to. I don't want to hear anything about that, okay?"
Jeremy smiles wide. I bet he didn't think I would let him stay. Hell, I don't even know why I let him stay! But I am tired and I know how much he cares about her.
"Deal!" he says with a huge smile. We both walk back to Abby's room. When we walk in, the same nurse stands beside Abby and looks up when we enter. She sighs and already looks annoyed. "I thought I told you to leave," she says. "You did," I tell her, "but now we are back."
"Look, I get that you care about her, but you really need to leave," she says. I turn around to Jeremy. "Can you close the door for me?" I ask. Jeremy nods and does what he's told. I walk closer to the nurse and put my hands on her shoulders. "What are you doing?" she asks, trying to back away.
"Just look at me," I tell her. She looks straight into my eyes. "We are allowed to stay here all night. You will make sure we will not be kicked out by anyone and you will make sure everyone does anything to help Abby," I compel her.
She just nods and I let go of her. She walks out of the room and smiles. "Have a good night," she says. She closes the door behind her.
With a proud smile I look at Jeremy, but he looks a bit worried. I sigh, "you are not gonna complain about that too, are you?" Jeremy recovers and shakes his head, "I won't." He walks to Abby and grabs a chair.
I grab a chair as well and put it beside Abby's bed. Jeremy and I both take a seat at the opposite sides of the bed and look at Abby. "Do you think she will make it?" Jeremy asks. I sigh, "if you are planning on talking to me all night, please tell me now so I can compel someone to make you leave."
Jeremy nods and stays quiet. When he stares at Abby again with his sad eyes, I kind of feel bad. What is happening to me? I never cry, I never feel bad, why am I now?
I sigh and look at Jeremy again. "I think she will make it," I tell him. He looks over to me and smiles. "She is strong," he says. I nod and smile, just a little smile. "She really is," I say. I grab her hand again and hold it with both my hands.
After a few minutes, I feel Jeremy's eyes on me. I expect him to look away, but he won't. "If you want to say something, just say it," I tell him. I look back at him and he quickly looks at his hands. "You never told us what happened," he says.
He looks up at me, with a scared look in his eyes. "I did, Abby got tortured because the guy thought she was some special kind of vampire," I tell him. He nods, "I mean, between you and Abby."
I feel thrown off guard. Does he actually want to know what happened between me and Abby? "What do you want to know?" I ask him. He sighs, "I just don't understand how she is into you and how you were dating while I had no idea." I look back at Abby and smile. "Well, I have no idea how she is into me as well. I know she loves me, but I have no idea why," I tell him honestly.
Jeremy smiles, "but how long were you two a thing?" I look at him, trying not to react offended. "We still are," I tell him, "and we are dating for almost two months now." Jeremy nods and stays quiet.
"I honestly don't care if you like it or not," I tell him. Jeremy laughs and looks at me. "I think you already know we don't," he says. I look at Abby's hand in mine. "I do know, but it's not your life, it ours," I tell him. "We are just trying to protect Abby," Jeremy says. I look back at him, "I know, but I am not the devil." Jeremy starts to laugh, "are you sure?"
I can't help but laugh with him. "Thanks, little Gilbert." Jeremy smiles proudly, "no problem at all."
I smile and look back at Abby. I wish she could see us now. I wish she could see me and Jeremy joking around and actually have fun. I know she would smile at us. She would probably tell me not to be too cruel to him, but she knows just like I do that he can handle it. I know for sure that she would be proud if she could see him and me laughing together.
...
I look at my phone. It is nearly three A.M. Jeremy fell asleep in his chair a few hours ago, but I can't get myself to sleep. I don't want to sleep. I just want to hold her hand and wait for her to wake up.
I even think her breathing is stronger than it was a few hours ago. Or maybe I am just making myself crazy. Maybe both. Whatever it is, I don't want to sleep. There will be enough time to sleep when I know for sure she will wake up the next morning.
For a minute, just a single minute, I imagine how it will feel like to lay in a bed with her again. I remember the last time I hold her and she fell asleep in my arms.
Just the idea of holding her till we both fall asleep, is making me crazy. I want her to wake up, but I have no idea when she will. Maybe in a few hours, maybe tomorrow, maybe in a week, maybe never... I have no idea.
When I hear something move, I stand up. I look at Abby and then at Jeremy. Did Abby move? Or did Jeremy move? I look back at Abby and see how she lays perfectly still in her bed. Maybe it was just Jeremy...
I sit back down and sigh. My imagination is playing games with me...
But then I hear something move again. I stare at Abby and wait in fear and in hope. Then I see it... Her arm moves, just a little bit.
I jump up once again. She is waking up! Isn't she? I walk closer to her and hold her hand even tighter. "You can do this, Abby," I say. Maybe she can hear me. Or maybe I am just talking to nobody like a crazy person.
But then her head moves. Then her arm and her hand. She is waking up!
Her hand that I am not holding moves to her head and rests against her forehead. I hear a groan and then I see her eyelids start to shake. I move even closer to her, not being able to believe what is happening.
With a groan, Abby's eyes open slowly. She blinks a few times and then looks around. Her eyes find mine pretty quickly and for a moment, we just stare at each other. Her beautiful brown eyes make my heart melt, my veins burn and my whole body weak.
When a small smile forms at her lips, I need to steady myself before I fall down. I could literally faint just by her smile, which I never thought would see again.
"Damon" her soft and creaky voice say. I sigh relieved and smile wide. "Hey," I just say. I feel her hand in mine move and feel how she grabs my hand as well. "Where am I?" She asks, while she looks around her. I smile proudly, "you're in the hospital."
She looks back at me. I see how confused, yet happy she is to hear me say that. "The hospital?" She asks, "We... We made it?"
When I see a tear roll down her face, I feel like I will cry all over again. "We made it," I tell her. Abby closes her eyes again. More and more tears roll down. I take another step closer to her and lean in to kiss her forehead.
Abby moves her hand to my face and stops me when I lean back. She puts her hand in my neck and pulls me back to her face. Without hesitation she kisses me.
When our lips start to dance again, I feel like I could explode of happiness. My girl is here, safe and well, kissing me after all this time.
When our lips move away, she stares into my eyes again. "We made it," she says. I smile wide, "we made it, baby." I see how her eyes light up when she hears me say it. I bet mine are doing the exact same thing.
Abby pulls me back to her face and presses her lips on mine again. I let go of her hand and hold her. I hold her as close to me as I possibly can.
When our lips part again, I hug her. She hugs me too and we hold each other close. I feel her body shock and I hear how she starts to cry. "We actually made it," she cries. I smile and feel a few tears drip down my face as well. "We actually made it," I repeat.