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78|| Abbie 🧁

Abbie

Not only am I drained mentally, I feel like I flipped my switch, but instead of homicidal urges, I just want to lay in bed and cry. Not only did Avery voice every fear I had, she broke down every barrier I built over the centuries. Now I feel bare.. raw. Completely exposed and everyone knows it.

"Oh good. You're awake!" Rebekah cheers, coming over to help me sit up on the edge of the bed. She thinks just because Avery literally stopped my heart from beating, that I lost the ability to take care of myself. I think I agree.

"Can you grab me some clothes? I should change for breakfast." She sits down beside me, allowing me to lay my head on her shoulder. "It's nearly lunchtime, Abs." I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Of course I slept all day.

"Don't worry. I'll have some lunch whipped up for you." She pats my thigh, before standing up. "Where's Haidyn?" She turns back to me and smiles. "Her and Hope are downstairs with Freya and Kol. They've been giving them a fright." I stand up, when her hand shoots out.

"They're okay. Those two are trouble together. They've just been crying for no reason, just to get picked up." My lips curl into a small smile. I know exactly what she means, but I hate how easily that makes me want to cry. I feel like anything would make me cry right now.

"Why don't you get some rest and I'll bring her up after you eat?" I nod, suddenly feeling how heavy my chest feels. I might've slept all night, but now I'm going to pay for it.

Massaging my chest, I make my way into the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair. I look a mess, but there's not much I can do before I pump. Until then, this will have to do.

I notice Derek's clothes thrown by the hamper and his towel by the shower. He stayed here last night, but left before I woke up.

I know I should start making things right with him first, but where do I begin? He knows so little about me and there's so much he should know. Even if I could find a way to tell him everything, who would be able to keep up? There's so much back and forth, along with arguing and leaving.. It's all so much. How do you explain that to someone who probably doesn't even care?

Shutting off the water, I get comfortable in bed and set up my pump. If I'm going to start tackling things today, the least I can do is try to get a headstart on what to say. If he'll even listen.

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Rebekah had to step out for a bit while I ate, so I made my way downstairs to find Haidyn and hopefully Derek. I only found one of them, but I can't bring myself to go over there.

I put her at risk yesterday and there's no excuse for it. Yes, Klaus was provoking me, but when does he not? I should've just walked away and prevented it from going that far.

Now, I'm having to clean up the mess he made and the one Avery forced me to make. I know it was a mess of my own problems, but I had the nearly stacked away in the corner of my mind labeled never again. Well, she really made a show of that.

"Hey. We didn't think you were up." Freya smiles at me. Kol turns towards me and frowns. "You don't look any better yourself, Kol." I respond to his look. He doesn't have to say anything for me to know that look. He loves to point out the second I look less than put together.

"Well that's because I've been stressed out with these two." I slowly approach where they are, seeing Hope playing with some blocks and Haidyn snoozing away. "One is playing and the other is napping. How is this hard?" Freya snorts, earning a glare from Kol before he looks up at me.

"Hope," he shoves his finger towards her. "Has done nothing but throw blocks at Haidyn." He points to Haidyn. "And she has done nothing but soil her nappy." Freya and I both laugh, as I carefully step over Haidyn and sit down.