Famous Collide || h.s.

Chapter 39

Caroline P.O.V.

Hustle broke out as Lisa collapsed.

"Call Jo!", Elena ordered to Bonnie, who immediately took her phone. "Tell her it's an emergency!"

"What's going on?", Christina interjected. "What is wrong with her?"

Caroline was a little off and was immediately running after Harry towards Lisa.

"She's fainted.", Mike shook his head, who held her in his arms and not let loose.

"Miss her pulse!", Stefan shouted to Caroline. "Bonnie?"

"She's right there."

As Caroline squatted beside Lisa, who Mike had put on the porch floor. She concentrated on the heartbeat of Lisa and the baby and felt Lisa's pulse, but she already heard and realized the difference.

"Low. Far too low. Tell her that Bonnie!", Caroline shouted to her and turned to Harry. "We need to bring her into the guest room. Jo will need space."

Harry nodded shortly and took Lisa with no effort in his arms. "Someone has to talk to them."

"No worries for that now, Harry.", Caroline rushed beside him. "Her and the baby's heartbeat is far too low."

"Caroline?"

"Lay her on the bed and don't leave her.", Caroline rushed back outside asking: "What?"

"It takes more time for Jo to come over here.", Elena stopped in front of her.

"What? Why?", she shook her head.

"Her car isn't working. Stefan and Damon are on their way.", she swallowed hardly.

"We need to do something."

"I know. I hear it.", Elena turned to Bonnie. "Bon?"

"She stopped breathing!", Harry screamed, which made them all hold their breaths.

"What's wrong with our sister?", Joey cried out.

"I need candles, right now!", Bonnie hurried towards the house. "Elena! Caroline! I said, now ! Hurry!"

"Go! She needs you. I calm them down – the best I can.", Caroline nodded before Elena left as well.

Slowly she turned to face the siblings. Caroline sent a silent prayer to heaven as she successively looked in their faces. She recognized astonishment, concern, anxiety and fear. Taking a deep breath and hoping the best she said: "You must know something."

Lisa P.O.V.

A message. Only for you. We meet. Alone.

I couldn't breathe. It was sucked out of my lungs, so I couldn't do anything. I tried to breathe, I tried.

"There will come an event to you. There we will meet. You will do what I tell you. Otherwise, you'll die, do you understand that?"

I tried to answer, but I couldn't too. I was so helpless. But I felt something. I felt pain and I felt fear. I wanted scream – so badly. But I couldn't.

"I asked if you understand it?"

I wanted to give him an answer, but he didn't listen to my words. Otherwise, they didn't left my mouth because I couldn't talk.

"If you understand, then I want you to tell them. You are the ticket."

And finally I felt how my lungs filled with air. I could breath, but the pain didn't left me. It was even getting worse every second.