There's lights.There's movement.There's voices. Every time I lift my head up, someone pushes it back down. I groan at the pain my body is feeling. I flutter my eyes open and I see hanging lights on the ceiling. We are quickly passing them. I'm laying on a stretcher I believe from what I vaguely saw earlier. My head is thumping in agony and I grab someone's shirt that's next to me for steady. I turn to the side and I vomit. "She's not going to make it." Someone says. "She is, please help her." The smell of my vomit makes me nauseous and I moan in pain. I try to curl my legs but but a pair of hands pull them back down straight. There's a lot of people around me in a circle. They are taking me somewhere but I don't know where. "We need to put her on another stretcher, she's going to get vomit on her." They stop moving and I'm picked and moved to another one. "Chandler." I mumble because I know he's one of them who's talking. "Chandler." I start to cry, my body feeling weak. I can't move. I feel a hand run along my forehead. "Adeline don't talk. We're getting help." "Where am I." I mumble, trying to keep my words together because they are falling apart. I can only remember the vampires killing me. Slowly feeding on me to my own death. And I accepted it. "You are at the hospital in the vampire world. You'll be fine." He hushes me and I lick my dry lips, my mind crying for water. "Am I-" I cut short, letting out a stray cough. "-going to die?" I ask him, my eyes shut but through the lids I see bright light. "No, we saved you on time." "And-and Evan." "He's also okay." I sigh relieved, running my hands over the soft sheet. The end of the stretcher I'm on slams into something which might have been a door. Loud voices appear, people grabbing me and sticking needles in my skin and taping things on me. The movement of the stretcher stops and the top where my head and back is resting slowly lifts up. I take a deep breath, slowly opening my eyes. "Adeline, don't freak out." I hear Mr. Hansel say who's besides me and I look down at my extended legs. I have never seen so much blood. There's various of bite marks on me and the open wound that's covered in mud on my thigh. There's many doctors around me, one not hesitating to cut my shorts in half with a pair of scissors. I start to scream, terrified at the view. I can't believe I'm covered in blood. It looks like I jumped in a pool of blood. Mr. Hansel pins my wrists down so the doctor can cut my clothes. When he does someone slips over a hospital gown and covers me. Before they cover my body I see three bite marks on my stomach. The door slams open and Evan is standing there, my eyes blurring with tears. He screams my name, trying to get through the men but they pull him away. "Adeline! Adeline!" He shouts and I see that he has healed a bit. His hair is long and grown back. His shorts have little holes from burning and his skin is still a light pinkish red. They push him out and shut the door without a word. I flinch at the pain of a needle going through my extended arm. I snap my gaze towards it, trying to pull away while they inject me with something. "Chandler!" I scream in fright but he shushes me down. "They are going to put you to sleep." He whispers and his voice becomes melty and pure. Something beautiful to listen to while slowly falling sleep. Which I do. A beeping noise startles me awake and I snap my eyes open, trying to sit up quickly but something pushes me back down. I look to see that my wrists are handcuffed on bars that are at each side of the bed. My breathing pace quickens while my eyes swell with tears. "Adeline." A voice calms me and I dart my eyes around the room. I finally meet a pair of beautiful hazel ones. Evan's lips are parted like he wants to say something. He's standing at the end of my bed, the door to come into the room we are in slowly shuts by itself. He places his hand on my foot that's under the blanket over me. I flinch at his contact, moving my foot away but my leg explodes in pain. "Don't move too much. You lost a lot of blood. You are weak." His voice echoes in my head where my thoughts are swarming around. How did they even save me?Where's Miles? My father? "I'm suppose to be dead." My voice cracks through my dry throat. Evan pries his eyes away from me and stares at the ground. "When you saved me from the sun I had time after my body being about to move around to go to the vampire world and get help. We attacked the demons and able to save you. You were dead at the scene but they brought you back to life by transfusing some blood in your body to pump your heart." I bob my head down to my cuffed wrists. "Why-" "You wouldn't stop moving when we were getting you cleaned up. You were screaming and all." I look at him, seeing that his eyes have gotten glassy all of a sudden. "I couldn't save you. I wanted to but I couldn't. You could have died because of me." He started to cry, leaning down onto his knees and resting his head against the end of the mattress. I stare at him, not being able to know what to say. He shouldn't feel bad. It was payback because I killed his brother, I made Miles who he is now. Isn't that how it works? Getting revenge?