(Before you read this... wattpad is stupid. Anything <inside> these are basically just flashbacks. I tried to do just italics for it, but it wouldn't. Stupid Wattpad.)
You would honestly think that sucking wolf venom out of an unconscious vampire was fun. Let me tell you, it's not.
I know what you're thinking. Eleanor, just give Rose your blood.
Are you stupid?
My blood is toxic. Kol went feral when he was injected with it. And yeah, he's fine now.. but we have no clue if he'll be okay in a few weeks.
And Finn... he's an exception. I still don't understand it.
Back to the main thing. I bite into Rose's shoulder and drank her blood. The venom was like taking LSD all over again. No fun.
Memories fading in and out because of the drug.
<Bodies falling into a pile.>
The imagery was insane. Purple mist filling my green eyes.
<Fire blazed at the center of town.>
"St-stop!" I cried as I pulled back from Rose and grabbed my head. It hurt. "Ahhhgh!" I cried out with a growl, falling off the bed as I held my head.
The bedroom door flew open, and arms wrapped around me. A male voice spoke to me, but the memories kept flipping through my mind, blocking them.
<"Please!! I- I didn't do it!">
"Please!!" I cried as I kept holding my head. The man with me was talking. I couldn't tell what he was saying, though, as he held me closer, his face in my neck.
<"She didn't do anything!!! No!!!">
"She- she didn't do it!!" I cried out before gasping as fangs sink into my neck. My hands grabbed at fabric as the man drank from me. My brain was unfogging as I clung to him. "I- she.."
I kept mumbling as the man bit deeper into my neck. A moan that I couldn't tell if it was from pleasure or surprise left my lips.
"That's it... come back to me." The man whispered as he pulled his fangs from my neck, pulling my face to go into his neck, encouraging me. A growl left me before I sank my fangs into his neck, hard.
The man moaned as he pulled me closer, grunting as he tried to conceal any other sounds he couldn't control. My nails dug into his shirt before I ripped my teeth from him and threw myself away from him.
Confusion was written all over my face as blood dripped down my chin and neck. I stared at the man who stared right back at me. His face held no emotion... but his eyes..
They told me everything I needed to know.
"Elijah.."
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Red✔️ (L. St. John & E. Mikaelson & F. Mikaelson)
FanfictionThree posh Vampires and a mystery woman mated to a walking Red Flag. How could it go wrong?