𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 /ə𝒃ɒ𝒎ɪˈ𝒏𝒆ɪʃ(ə)𝒏/ 𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏
𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.
Keziah Rose will always be an abomination to everyone around her. All she knows is loss and disappointment.
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KEZIAH CLUTCHED HER STOMACH AS SHE WONDERED through the quarter, trying to stop as much of the blood as she could. The adrenaline had worn off. No matter how much pressure she applied, blood still seeped through. She was growing weaker by the second, she probably couldn't walk for much longer. She still had plenty of magic to use from murdering those witches, but that wasn't going to help her in her predicament without some herbs.
Her only solution was to get to the compound and get a vampire to heal her.
She continuously bumped into people, but they paid no mind, too busy focusing on marching with the parade.
"Fuck sake." She mumbled, as she had to regain her composure. She almost fell to the floor.
She looked amongst the crowd, dreading how much further she had to go when she saw him.
He was in an alleyway, leaning against the wall watching the parade. He hadn't even noticed her yet.
As soon as she was close enough, he saw her, and his eyes bulged out of his head.
"Kol, hey. Kind of wish you were a vampire right now." Keziah whispered as she collapsed into his arms.
"Keziah, what the hell, oh my god." Kol rushed out as he held her and applied even more pressure to her wound. "Klaus Mikaelson, if you can hear me, get over here now." Kol pleaded out loud.
His eyes searched hers, begging for her to not let go.
"Don't you dare, close your eyes, Keziah Rose."
She gently placed her hand on his cheek, cradling him. "I could never, Kol Mikaelson." She grinned through the pain.
A rush of air swept over her body and Nik's face appeared over Keziah's. "Oh, thank god." Kol breathed out.
Nik bit into his wrist and forced his wrist into her throat. She drank his blood, already feeling the wound stop bleeding and close up. It was like she was on cloud nine, finally regaining all her energy.
"Who did this?" Nik growled, as Kol couldn't stop hugging her form.
"The witches." She sighed. "But don't worry, I killed them all." Nik's eyebrow rose, amused. "If they hadn't of stabbed me, I wouldn't have had the magic to escape."
Nik nodded his head and walked off, heading to wherever he was going beforehand.
"Don't ever do that again." Kol warned, staring into her eyes. "But that's my girl, for killing them." He smiled, lovingly.
