Poisoned With Love (Niklaus Mikaelson) [Discontinued]

7 - Drunk

~ Jade's P.O.V ~

It had been three weeks since my day with Rebekah, and I could honestly say they had been the best three weeks of my life. I had spent almost everyday with at least one of the Mikaelsons. We had become very close, and I now felt as if I was one of them.

Elijah was always kind and caring towards me, he seemed to understand the importance of family and friends, and above all, trust. Rebekah was always there for me, we did so much together and behaved as if we were sisters. However, Nick was the person I had become closest to. He was protective and treated me as if I were a princess. Not much had happened between us as far as dating is concerned. After the date he seemed as if he was keeping something from me. But I was glad to have the siblings around me.

When I wasn't spending time with the Mikaelsons (which was rare) I was visiting Caroline. Caroline was the only person other than the Mikaelsons I still talked to. She had been nice to me from day one, and I wasn't going to shut her out because her friends and me didn't get along. She had told me some very interesting things about Elena. According to her, Stefan and Elena broke up and she had moved straight on to Damon! He had supposedly changed her in some way, and now she was being a bitch to everyone. Not that she wasn't one before.

Today was the day that was going to ruin me. It was my mum's birthday today. I didn't take grieving well and turned to alcohol to drown my sorrows.

I lazily swung my legs out of my bed and trudged down to the kitchen. It was already past noon by now. I grabbed a bottle of vodka from the cupboard and poured myself a glass and I began to drink. My phone was buzzing every few seconds, but I chose to ignore it. Today, I wanted to be alone.

~ A few hours later ~

I don't know exactly how much I had drank, but I was now so drunk I was pouring my eyes out on the kitchen floor, still with a bottle in my hand.

I didn't know what I was doing, but I soon found myself walking along the streets, towards Mikaelson Manor.

As I approached the front door, Rebekah stepped out of the house.

"Bloody hell, Jade. What the hell happened to you?" She asked, running towards me. I responded by crying even harder and collapsing into a heap on the ground.

She pulled me up and took me inside the house, closing the door behind me. Elijah soon appeared from the living room, a worried look spread across his face as he saw me.

"Jade, are you alright?" He placed a hand on my shoulder in an effort to comfort me. I couldn't respond. I was both too drunk and too damn hysterical to put together a sentence.

"Rebekah, call Niklaus. I believe he is the only one who will be of help to Jade."

Elijah sat me down on the sofa and tried everything to calm me down, but nothing was working. I could hear Rebekah talking in the background and before long, Nick appeared at the door. He shared the same worried expression as his siblings.

He knelt in front of me and wiped my tears away with his thumbs, before brushing my hair back behind my ears. He then took a seat next to me. Before I knew it, my arms were around his body, hugging him for dear life. At first he was tense but he soon softened and hugged me back. I don't know how long we were there in the same position, but by the time I looked around Elijah and Rebekah had left the room, leaving me and Nick alone. The feeling of his arms around me comforted me and made me feel safe. I felt protected. My tears subsided and I slowly fell asleep in Nick's arms.

~ Niklaus' P.O.V ~

Jade had finally fallen asleep. It worried me that she was in such a state. I could smell the alcohol on her a mile off. Quite literally. Seeing her upset broke my heart. She didn't deserve to be unhappy. I wondered why she had turned to alcohol. Something must have triggered this. I decided I would wait until she was sober and talk to her about it then.

In the meantime, I scooped her up in my arms and took her up to my room. I laid her gently down on the bed and wrapped the sheets around her to keep her warm. Her eyes were puffy and her cheeks were red from crying, but she still looked like an angel.

I turned around to leave when I heard her mumble.

"Please don't leave me, Nick."

My eyes widened and I took a sharp intake of breath.

"I'm not going anywhere, sweetheart." I walked towards the bed and lay down next to her. I rested my chin on her head and soothingly stroked her hair. We both fell asleep in that same position. That was the first night in my life I felt as if I belonged, as if I had a purpose. As if I was loved.