Here Comes The Sun→ Damon S.

TWENTY FOUR

Charlotte's POV

It's been a six days since Bonnie cast the spells on me. It's been five days since I had any more interaction with other ghost/spirits things. Tomorrow is my 22nd birthday. According to my doctor, I wasn't going to live to see my birthday. And technically, I am going to see my 22nd birthday, it just might not be while I'm in my body.

I sighed bored as I watched Bonnie and Elijah perform their daily healing and protection spell on my body. Matt was working so I had no one to talk to today. Damon was sitting in the chair across from the couch watching my body as he did for most of the day.

I noticed a beautiful blonde haired woman standing near Elijah, looking at him with a sad smile.

"Can you hear me?" I asked her.

"Yes, I'm dead." She said without taking her eyes of off Elijah. It clicked who she was in my head.

"You're Rebekah." I said to her.

"So, you've heard of me?" she assumed.

"Yes, Elijah talked about you and your family. And I got some things out of Matt too." I explained.

"I don't get it." I mumbled confused.

"Get what?" she asked.

"Why can only you, Klaus, and Mrs. Salvatore see me? Why not anyone else?" I asked her.

"My mother is only letting a selected few of us interact with you. We are to report back to her about whether or not we think you should live or not." Rebekah explained looking at me for the first time since I noticed her.

"So, I can't see Jenna or Elena's parents?" I asked her sadly.

"No, you actually knew them, so their judgment could be swayed to save you." She explained.

"Oh." I said simply and plopped down on the floor.

"Look, I know it must be disappointing, but you swayed Nik into saving you." Rebekah reasoned with me.

I looked at her suspiciously. "What?" she asked annoyed.

"Nothing, I've just heard very different things about you and none of them were that you were known for comforting humans." I said nonchalantly.

"Yes, well like Nik said, being on the other side makes you open you eyes more." She said with a shrug.

"I think we would have gotten along if I knew you before you died." I told her.

"Why would you think that?" she asked sharply.

"I don't know, from what Elijah told me, we kind of have similar personalities. Minus the being a vampire and love for killing people that annoy me." I explained to her.

To my surprise, she laughed at that. "I suppose we would have been friends. At least you have a better sense of fashion than the rest of your friends. Though I can't say the same about you taste in men." She told me.

"Yeah, I've always have a thing for the heartbreaking assholes." I said sarcastically. We laughed until she suddenly turned serious.

"Can you give Elijah a message for me?" she asked softly.

"Of course. Just tell me what you want me to say." I answered with a smile. She smiled back and started explaining what she wanted me to say.

I sighed loudly even though not one could hear me. Only fifteen more minutes until my birthday. I was lying on my stomach watching Damon try not to fall asleep.