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Thirty-Nine | Cassie The Ripper

A/N - Picture is Cassie again

"Today, you're joining Elena, Bonnie and I on a trip to Whitmore College." Damon said to me, not giving any option.

I let myself fall down onto the sofa of the boarding house, "And be where there are thousands of humans, full of glorious, fresh blood, hm. Does that sound like a good idea?"

"Think of it as a coping mechanism." Damon said, "And if you stay focused on helping Elena, you should be fine."

"Do I have a choice?" I questioned.

Damon shook his head, "Not really, no. Elena wants you there."

I sighed, "Fine. I'll go."

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I wrapped my hands around the warm coffee cup and took a long sip. I was constantly on edge every time I saw a human pass by. Blood was like a drug and I needed it.

Klaus had said that the only thing that stopped me from ripping the town to shreds was because I was falling in love. I didn't understand because I couldn't possibly be in love with Kol that quickly. I wasn't. And it wasn't like there was anybody else.

I placed the cup down on the table infront of me.

"Cassie, what's wrong? You don't seem yourself."

I looked over to the other side of the table, "I'm fine, Kol."

He leant forward and took my hand in his, "Clearly you aren't. Are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

"I need to go meet Damon." I said, changing the subject. I'd met Kol at a cafe, but I couldn't concentrate and I didn't want him to know what'd been happening to me.

"Woah, darling. I've barely seen you since we, you know. And now you keep running off. Was I really that bad?" He questioned.

I sighed, knowing he felt like I was avoiding him, "No. I just have so many problems that I can't keep up with, Kol."

He stroked the back of my hand with his thumb, "You can always talk to me."

"Thank you." I said with a small smile. Maybe I was falling for Kol or maybe I was just trying to distract myself, "We'll talk tonight, okay? I really have to go."

I stood up. Kol stood too. I walked towards him and he pressed his soft, coffee flavoured lips to mine. I smiled into the kiss, feeling a few butterflies in my stomach.

Our lips detached and he let his forehead rest on mine, "I'll see you tonight, darling."

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We were standing in the grounds of Whitmore College. I had a takeaway coffee cup filled with bourbon instead of coffee. I kept constantly drinking it, hoping for it to drown out the cravings as humans walked by.

"Are you sure that you're okay with this?" Elena asked Bonnie.

"If I could spell you out of wanting blood, I would, but I can't, so better you learn this now than at freshmen orientation." Bonnie replied.