Linked

The Shower

I awoke wrapped in Kol's arms, the smell of his aftershave was almost overwhelming. I turned over and smiled at his relaxed face, I couldn't help but reach up and touch it lightly. He groaned and went onto his back, removing his arm from on top of me. I giggled lightly at his actions, he's not a morning person. I swung my legs off his bed and pranced into his adjoining bathroom, feeling the most happy I had been since my parents died, not even Stefan or Damon made me feel this way.

His humongous bathroom had stone walls and a heated dark floor, completed with a walk-in rainfall shower and a large marble corner bath with jets. It was so luxurious and I couldn't help but stare in awe. I turned on the shower and turned to look at the large full wall mirror above the marble sink. I gasped at what I saw.

Despite my good feeling I still looked terrible. My skin was tight and pale, my face still had mascara streaks on it from yesterday, and my hair was in a messy bun and was matted with blood. I had gone out like this. People had seen me. Suddenly my good mood disappeared and a sick feeling built in my gut.

The mirror started to steam up and I stopped staring at myself in the mirror, the judgements in my head causing it to hurt. I pulled off Kol's t-shirt and stepped into the shower. The hot water felt so good on my skin, I couldn't hold back my moan. After soaking up the ecstasy from the heat, I lathered soap all over my body, enjoying the feeling of my hands on my body and proceeded to rinse it. Then I shampooed and conditioned my hair, hating that the water turned red from the blood in my hair, before reluctantly leaving the safety of the shower.

I wrapped myself in a large towel, and inhaled deeply loving that I smelt exactly like Kol. I partially towel dried my hair and put it back in a messy bun, leaving it to air dry. I walked back into Kol's room and stole another t-shirt, I turned to look at him, he was still fast asleep so I dropped my towel and pulled on the t-shirt.

My stomach rumbled and I was reminded that I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning and nausea filled me. I stared at Kol hoping that he'd wake up so I wouldn't have to go downstairs and face the rest of his family alone. I stayed there for five minutes waiting but he didn't even flinch and I had to concede as my stomach grew louder. I grabbed the dressing gown from the back of his door, it dragged on the floor due to the height difference between me and Kol and the sleeves hung at my sides so I rolled them up. I tightly tied it around my waist, I didn't want anyone to see my bare legs.

I left the room silently and made my way downstairs. When my sock clad feet met the ground floor I realised I had no idea where the kitchen was. I had been here a few times but I never had a tour. I'd have to find it myself.

By luck the first door I tried led me into the kitchen. All the counter tops were black gravel and cherry wood cupboards. There was an island in the middle on the room surrounded by three black swivel stools. I was grateful when I spotted a loaf of bread on the countertop and decided that I'd make myself some toast. I opened the massive fridge door and almost puked at what I found. It was filled with blood bags of all kinds. On one shelf it held condiments, milk and butter.

I grabbed the butter and I thought up an idea and grabbed a blood bag, A negative. I put two slices of bread in the toaster and poured the blood bag into a mug before placing it in the microwave, something I used to do for Stefan, and Damon on occasion. The microwave pinged at the same time that the toaster popped and I jumped out of my skin. I buttered my toast and sat at the island and proceeded to eat it. Leaving the blood to cool down slightly on the side.

On the last bite of my second slice of toast, nausea filled me. I ran to the sink and vomited everything I'd consumed till my stomach was empty and I was left retching. I fell to the floor, limp. I felt a hot flush and had to abandon the dressing gown behind me. Tears filled my eyes and my head hit the cupboard that I was leaning on, with a thud. What was wrong with me? Was this a side effect of the linking spell?