Emilia

All night long I was eating food. Literally. I wasn't craving nor starving but I was just eating to stop that weird blood sensation thingy happening to me. I was going down to the kitchen every five minutes and I'd run back up to my room to complete watching movies.

Late at midnight, I finished all the harry potter movie series and probably most of the kitchen. It wasn't working because I can still feel the starvation inside me. I thought that I could stop that starvation by eating food and not blood.

I still couldn't get over the fact that Elena caught me licking blood off of my finger. So I just lied and told her that I was inspecting the body incase he was still alive. Thankfully, Elena bought it and walked away leaving me with my own thoughts.

Now, I was pacing in my kitchen waiting for Jenna to arrive with the groceries. I groan and slam my head on the fridge, not even wincing and I look out the window. I cried and poured a cup of water, gulping it down all at once.

I slam the glass on the counter and stomped to the pantry, pulling it open. It was literally empty, like full on empty with nothing but a pancake syrup bottle. I groan and slammed the doors shut, leaning against it as I whined.

Finally, I hear the front door open and I yelp, instantly running to the front porch. Instead of finding Jenna, Jeremy stepped inside and stared at me weirdly. I face palmed myself and groaned while Jeremy ignored me and walked up the stairs.

I slid down the wall and banged my head back on the wall. I whined and crossed my legs as I stared at the front door, hoping for Jenna to just walk with the groceries.

I flinch when a drop of warm liquid falls on my head. I furrow my brows in confusion and look up at the ceiling. Another drop falls but this time on my forehead. I recognize the liquid as blood and it slides down my nose, and to the top of my lips.

I clamp my lips shut as it slides down my mouth and to my chin, dropping to my lap. I squeeze my eyes shut as more drops fall on me, one after other. This is torture. My eyes widen when I realize that I was sitting directly under my room, which means the blood is coming from there.

I jumped on my feet and sprinted up the stairs to my room. I flew the door open and I let out a scream when I spotted the dead body on my wooden floor. "What's wrong?" Jeremy asks, rushing to me. He follows my gaze to the girl's drained of blood body.

"Did you do this?" Jeremy asks, whispering as he stares eyed wide. "What? No! I'd never do that." I contend, glaring at him. "Well, why is there a freaking dead body in your room. On your floor." Jeremy argues, pointing at the body.

"I could see that, Jeremy, it's right in front of my eyes. So, stop pointing the damn out of it!" I sneer, looking back at the body. "Who do you think did it? Damon?" Jeremy asks.

"It can't be Damon. Damon just feeds on humans, not drain them out of blood." I answer, tapping my fingers on the doorway. "What are we going to do with it?" He asks. "Bury it deep into the woods." I reply, sighing. Jeremy gives me a weird look and I add, "It's what we do when we kill somebody and we don't want anyone to find out."

"But you didn't kill her." He says, motioning to the body. "I know that. But it's in my room. That's suspicious." I say, walking to the body. "Count me out." He says, sighing. "Jeremy," I roll my eyes, "You're going to help me whether you like it or not."

"Emil-"

"No! No, Emilia. You are going to help me drag this body to the woods. Because if you don't, we both might end up arrested because this body is in our house, in my room. So, if you'd rather stay here and get arrested, then stay. But if you're willing to help your sister and stay free, then come and help."

Jeremy stares at me and I could see his thinking wheels moving around in his head. He's deciding whether to go with me or stay. He then sighs, "Fine. Count me in." I chuckled, "You weren't counted out, anyways."

"Shut up, and just let me help you." He scoffs, rolling his eyes with a hint of a smile on his lips.

I chuckle, "Be my guest."

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I stomped up the porch steps of the Salvatore house to talk to Damon. My body was covered in blood from the dead body Jeremy and I carried. We had thrown it down the river and god knows where it's taking the body to. I heard that Damon caught Mason and I wanted to make sure he didn't kill him.

I opened the door without knocking and immediately stepped into the living room. I stopped in my tracks when I caught sight of Mason tied to a chair while Damon thrusted a hot iron into his stomach.

"Damon, stop!"

"Oh," He muses, "Emilia, nice of you to join us. We were just having some fun." I rolled my eyes, "Damon, leave him alone. Don't kill him."

"He's working with Katherine, Emilia, he needs to die." Damon says. "Kill him, but not now. Kill him and Katherine both at the same time." I say. "No, I'm killing him now and I'm killing Katherine later." He says.

"Damon, don't!"

"Watch me!" He chuckles, shoving wolfsbane in Mason's mouth. Mason screams in agony and moves in the chair he's chain on. "Damon, stop!" I yell, pushing Damon away from Mason. "Why are you defending him?"

"None of your business, Damon, I'm just asking you to not kill him."

"I'm going to kill him, unless you have a better reason for me to not."

I purse my lips and decide whether to expose my secret or not. "Fine," I sigh, "Mason is helping me on how to be a werewolf. We've had five lessons till now, and I still have techniques I haven't learned yet. So, if you kill him I have no chance of learning them."

Damon chuckles, "I can train you."

"To do what? Fill my closet with blood drained bodies? Yeah, no thank you." I scoff, shaking my head. Damon laughs humorlessly before he thrust his hand into Mason's chest, pulling his heart out. Damon dangles the blood dripping heart in front of my face and I clench my jaw.

"Get that away from my face, Damon." I sneer, glaring at him. "That's the beauty of it all, Emilia." He muses, chuckling. "Screw you, asshole." I sneer, flashing my blue eyes angrily at him. "I'm insulted." Damon says, placing his hand on his heart.

"I'm not insulting you, Damon, I'm describing you."

♡ ♡ ♡

I just got out of the shower and now I'm in the kitchen searching food. I decided on cereal and I grabbed the box of milk from the fridge. I poured the froot loops in the bowl and opened the milk cartoon.

I poured the milk but instead of the white liquid coming out, thick blood was pouring into the bowl. I screeched and threw the milk on the floor, jumping back as I breathed heavily.

Blood was everywhere on the kitchen tiled floor and I groaned. Blood was splashed on the white towel wrapped around me. The pond of the blood spread on the floor and it seeped under my feet.

The blood was thick and had a tint of black in it. It was sticky under my feet and I swallowed back my tears. Someone was torturing me. They wanted me to do it. To drink blood.

I don't know why or how, but the idea sounded great in my mind. To feed that annoying starvation in my stomach. It was torture looking at it but not being able to do what I really want to do, and that is to drink it.

A side of me is saying to not drink it and that I'll be someone else. The other side of me says to drink it and feed myself.

Unfortunately, one side was winning and I kneeled down on my knees. My white towel drained some of the blood and I placed my fingers on the floor. I took some of the blood and instantly licked them off.

I moaned in delight and continued the process. Swiping my fingers on the blood and taking a taste of it. Midst of doing so, I caught my reflection on the metallic oven. I gasped at my face that had blood smeared all over.

I crawled back as if afraid of my reflection, feared of what I looked at. I leaned against the counter and gaped at my reflection. A tear slipped down my cheek and I jumped up. Running out the front door and down my porch steps.

I stopped on the driveway as the cold wind covered me and I shivered. I pulled my towel tighter to my body and more tears travelled down my face. I skipped the road barefoot and rushed into the dark cold woods, into the shadows.

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Hello! Shitty and short chapter but I just wanted to update!

Just wanted to let you know that I might not update for a while because I'm traveling for a while. But I will come back and start updating once gain :)

//-stilesunicorn//