Elena Has A Sister!!??!!

Drunk and in HOSPITAL!!??!!

All i remember from the next few minutes was the sound of my bike colliding full on with a red truck that was speeding on the wrong siide of the road.  I flew off my bike and hit the hard shoulder and pave ment with a heavy thud and sickening crunch. The reason i didn't see the truck was still a mystery to every one but me because when i had told Elena and Stefan they just laughed in my face saying that it was a perfectly clear night and that there was no mist around. I was left laying there on the cool pavement, my vision bluring and people rushed over to the reckage only to find a bike and a slightly smashed truck with an unconscious driver and then they heard my weak attempts of yelling and a few rushed to me to see i was lying on the ground, blood pooling around my head like a halo, and my left arm and leg bent at funny angles. A woman quickly whipped out her mobile phone and called an ambulance saying, "Yes, hello, can you come to Wickery Bridge Road, there's been an accident, a truck and motorbike crashed, the truck driver is unconscious but the motorbiker is barely conscious and her head is bleeding profusely and her left leg and arm arm broken, i think.............thank you can you hurry i think the girl is going to faint.....................Yes ok, thank you again."

She then turned to me and started asking me question like, "What's your name, sweetie? Are you ok? What were you doing out so late? Hey don't you dare close your eyes and go to sleep, the ambulance will be here soon!!" but as soon as she said that my brain was covered in a thick black fog and my eyes drifted closed, much to the womans disagreement.

I next remember being conscious and seeing Elena sat beside my bed, wearing some thing she usually wouldn't, black skinny jeans, a black slinky top, black peep toe wedges and a black leather jacket.  I turned and smiled warmly at her to which she returned with a cold smirk she then brought her wrist up to her mouth and bit it leaving an open wound, she grabbed the back of my neck and forced her wrist in to my mouth, i swallowed chockingly, and gasped breath only to have a pillow cover my face, and slowly the feeling of not being able to breath un fold within me, panic subsiding i heard the beep of the heart monitor fade to silence.  I had died.

DAMON POV

Caralina had been gone way to long to have been a simple drinking booze session.  Elena and Stefan were pacing with Elena trying to call her but then the house phone rang and Elena ran and picked up.

"Hello.............Yes hello Sheriff Forbes...................WHAT?????  is she ok??  Where is she? What are her injuries??......................SHE'S UNCONCIOUS!!!!!!  OMG I WILL BE THERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.............!!!"

Elena slammed the phone down and rushed to grab her keys and rushed to her jeep with me and Stefan and we rushed to Mystic Falls hospital where Elena promptly asked for the room number only to be told she already knew it, Katherine!!!  Elena said she had forgotten it and we were given the room number 362.....we rushed up there to find doctors rushing about trying to revive her limp pale form......they turned and looked at us with sorrow etched on their faces.  They walked over to Elena who was whispering, "No not you as well, please don't leave me and Jer, please we love you soo much, we only just got you back."

The doctors left and then we walked in, Caralina sat up and...................

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