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I never really broke out my shock that night. Stefan had to bring me to my bed, and I've been lying there ever since. He said he had to leave and begin this allegiance he and Bekah started together to get the cure. He would stop by and make sure I ate three meals a day before leaving back out. I've been like this for five days. Nik has been calling and texting my phone, even coming to my house, but he can't get in. I told him I wasn't feeling well and needed to heal in my parent's home. He accepted it for twenty-four hours. Then he was at my door knocking and yelling my name. It didn't make it better that he saw Stefan leaving my house. I felt the whole house shake as he threw him against the front door when he walked out, but even that didn't pull me out of bed.
Stefan explained that he's been helping me and is the only one who knows his way around the house with all the magical stuff, so I'm letting him help. He said I didn't want Nik to worry because he needed to focus on Kol and the cure. As expected, he didn't like that answer and left, calling my phone again an hour later, but he hadn't found a way to get in yet. He probably won't be able to anytime soon since Bonnie trapped him in the Gilbert house after Jeremy and Elena killed Kol, who had compelled Damon to kill Jeremy so they would lose the map to the cure. So then they had the bright idea to kill Kol so Jeremy could cheat his way out of killing many vampires physically, only killing vampires in Kol's line.
I hear a car pulling up outside and multiple voices asking, " We are picking up Carter?!"
"Shut up. I need to talk to her." Stefan snaps, and then I hear the car door slamming. I sigh, getting off the bed and wrapping the blanket around me as I walk down the stairs. Stefan opens the door with multiple bowls and looks at me in shock as I stop before him. "I, um... brought you some food. We are going to get the cure, and I wanted to make sure you eat." He says. "I don't know how long we will be gone."
I take the food from him and hold it close to me.
"You can come with us." He says, staring at me worriedly. I glance over his shoulder out the open door at all of them, peering out the car's windows but rolling them up when they see I'm looking at them. Stefan turns, glaring at them. "I'm worried about you, especially with last night."
Oh, right, last night I had a vision that caused a seizure. Who knows how long I was seizing when Stefan came because I can't remember the feeling of hitting the floor, just the blinding pain and bits and pieces that didn't make sense but left an uneasy feeling next to my little one in my stomach. I need to learn how to get a better handle on my foresight.
