Love Me *TVD* (Years book 1)

Chapter 14

I woke up in a room much too bright for my tired eyes. To my right was Stefan. He wasn't looking at me, even though he knew that I was awake. Instead, he was reading The Reptile Room, which I could see missing from my bookshelf.

"What happened?"

"Damon's blood brought you back." That was all Stefan had to say for me to sit up in my bed.

This couldn't be happening. I started tearing up. That's a good sign, right? Vampires can't cry... right?

"What does that mean?"

I knew what it meant. I wish I didn't. I didn't want to know about the choice I'll have to make. Despite my vulnerable state and words, Stefan seemed unaffected by my current situation.

"Because we had to heal you, Damon's blood was in your system when you..." Died. When I died.

I was wrong- vampires can cry.

"Hey, hey, hey, this doesn't have to be a bad thing." Stefan rushed over to my side as I let tears fall.

"How could this possibly be a good thing?"

"Think about it. You won't ever have to worry about money, or ageing-" Stefan words that were meant to be soothing were suddenly fueling my fire.

"Except for the fact that I'll look sixteen forever! How am I supposed to pull that off?"

"You'll have to move every few years," Stefan said casually as if that didn't ruin my entire life plan.

"Then how do you expect me to raise a child here, so that I can carry on the Lockwood name?"

"J-"

I cut Stefan off and kept talking. "I mean that's pretty much supposed to be my whole life."

"J-"

"If I can't be here for that, then-"

"J!" This time it was Stefan who cut me off. "J, vampires can't..." He moved closer to me and shook his head back and forth a centimetre.

"J, vampires can't have children."

I didn't notice before, but my blood was cold, colder than my toes in winter. Stefan was just looking at me- probably waiting for my reaction. I was too.

How I reacted shocked us both. I had started laughing. For some reason, the thought of my life's purpose being stripped from me was beyond hilarious.

"Are you okay?" Even though Stefan was aware of my bipolar disorder, he still seemed concerned about my mood swing.

I shook my head, laughing. "No." I wept through my laughs. "I think I might-"

Vomit interrupted me. Luckily my transitioning speed was fast enough to speed me to my toilet before I ruined my bedding or carpet. Stefan zoomed-in after me and collected my hair to my back so I couldn't get any puke in it. Once I was done emptying my dead stomach, I flushed the toilet and sat beside it.

"J?"

"What's going to happen to me, Stefan?"

"You're gonna have to make a choice. Either feed... or say goodbye."

Stefan's words scared me. I didn't want to feed, I didn't want to live off of blood for the rest of eternity but at the same time- how could I ever say goodbye to the people in Mystic Falls.

"How long until I don't have a choice anymore?"

"You have twenty-four hours."

One day. I can't say my goodbyes in one day.