Henrik ☼ Henry (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} justadventurous) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} valarlogs,@ 2014-06-12 16:10:00 |
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| WHEN | 6-12-2014
| WHERE | Kol and Tatia’s apartment
| WHAT | living with what happened
| RATING | PG-13
| STATUS | Complete
It had been Henrik’s worse nightmare. It wasn’t that he had dreamt that he had died. With his brothers and sisters dreams it was easy for him to deduce that might happen. He just didn’t want it to happen that way. The worse part of it was that he was going to die before he really lived and before he saw his siblings to live without the hand of their father of him. To have their own lives, find love and happiness.
Okay, maybe that was his worse nightmare. That would have to be that what happened to him in the dream would happen to him in his life. The life that he wasn’t even sure was real anymore but it was real enough to keep living. It had happened to him. He had woken up in pain and covered in blood. He had known that his parents weren’t in the main house that weekend. It wouldn’t have mattered anyway. He wouldn’t have been able to yell loud enough for them to hear if they were there. He thought he was going to die even when he called Kol for help. He just didn’t want to die all by himself.
It didn’t happen the way that he thought it would. He didn’t die in the arms of his brother or on the way to the hospital. He had gotten to the hospital where it was a little hard to explain what had happened. Although he didn’t know that his brother was coming up with a way to help him. He wasn’t in the hospital more than a couple of hours when Damon had come in to ‘visit’ the youngest Mikaelson in the hospital. He didn’t know much about vampire but he trusted his brother. He was too tired and weak to argue with either of them.
Since that first night in the hospital he had been staying at Kol and Tatia’s apartment. The bedroom in the pool house needed to be cleaned up and he didn’t really want to stay there. He didn’t want to stay there alone and he couldn’t tell his parents what actually happened. Just a lie about a party he threw that got out of hand. His father wanted to ground him but didn’t appear to be coming to drag him home, just paid for whatever was in there to be cleaned up. Henrik was thankful for that. He didn’t care about being grounded the moment he decided to go home. He just didn’t want to ask anymore questions.
He was sitting quietly on the couch. It looked like he was watching TV but the volume was turned down really low. He was just waiting for Kol and Tatia to get him. He was so tired but he was afraid to fall asleep. Even though, logically, he knew that wouldn’t happen to him again. He had thrown away logic away when it came to these dreams. Hell, the dreams didn’t even follow any logic.
Henrik took a deep breath as he tried not to think about what had happened only days before. He pushed it in the back of his mind, tried to, as he turned up the volume a little. He just stared off at the television to the point where the image wasn’t even in focus.
As he stared off at the television something happened. The exhausted teenager slowly drifted off to sleep without the help of his older brother being there.