19. Babysitting

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Nikol's POV
Stefan went to take a shower, and I was hungry. I had been trying to avoid Auntie Bexs all day, the last thing I want to do is have the conversation she wants to have. I don't want a sex talk from my parents let alone my Aunt. At least she can keep a secret. I spiked my way down the stairs and happily opened the fridge and grabbed a blood bag. I sipped it slowly like dad said to. The last thing I need on my plate right now is to be a ripper. I sat down at the table when I heard heels walking toward me.

"Nikol, where is your darling friend?" Auntie Bexs asked with the signature Mikaelson smirk.

"Shower, I figured you would want to talk," I replied.

"Oh definitely, come now. We have to go to your room, it's spelled," she walked away motioning with her hands to follow me.

Once we got in the room Auntie Bexs laid down in the bed and eagerly awaited my explanation. I sighed and just plopped down on the bed. "What do you want to know?"

"Everything! How did you meet? How long had it been happening? Had he meet you father? If so how is he still alive?" She rambled on, the questions getting more uncomfortable by the second. "And most importantly, how was it?" She smirked.

I sat up and cringed, "Oh my god! Are we really going to have this conversation?"

She scoffed, "oh, don't be such a snob."

I sighed defeatedly, "we met at school, my first night there actually. It was accident, I was going to explore the school late at night with the hopes that everyone would be asleep. Only, not everyone was asleep. We stayed up and talk practically all night, turns out we both love the same drink." I smiled remembering that night, it was the first time I actually made a friend. "Anyway, come to find out he's Henrik's room mate and he was the person assigned to give us a tour of the school the next day."

"Did it start that night?" Auntie Bexs asked excitedly.

"No, we were friends," I looked down. "I knew I cared about him, I didn't want to see his heart get ripped out by my father."

Auntie Bexs sat next to me and wrapped and arm around me, "don't worry, if anyone could change your father's mind about that stupid rule, it would you darling."

I looked up and laughed, "yeah, your probably right."

"Well, if that's not when it started, then when was it?" Auntie Bexs asked impatiently.

"Yesterday," I replied shyly.

"What!" Auntie Bexs exclaimed. "How?"

I scratched my head, "I accidentally told him I loved him." Her eyes went wide, "I mean I didn't lie, I just wasn't planning on staying it." Auntie Bexs started my me speechless. "Here l show you." I place my hands on either side of her head and closed my eyes and focused on the memory.

I scoffed, "what do you what me to say Stefan, That I really like you. Let's go against my fathers wishes and married'?" He didn't reply he just looked at me, regretting starting this conversation, but he did and now I have to finish it. "Stefan, I care about you way too much to see you die. You know what happened to the guy I had my first kiss with?" He shook his head, "I was thirteen and my father ripped the boys tongue out. Granted he was a vampire and it healed. But, my father nearly ripped his heart out too, if it weren't for my grandfather's no hurting children rule, he would've been dead. Not, in the garden desiccating for the thousand years." I ran a hand threw hair, "I love you! Ok, I'm not going to watch you die!" I shouted. My eyes widened as I realized what I had just said. I just told Stefan that I loved him, not told, yelled. My throat went dry and became itchy. Stefan stood there just as shocked as me, I wiped away a tear I didn't know had fallen. "I'm gonna take a walk."

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