Not a Cullen

Part 2 of being amnesiac

I yawned as I woke up and looked around confused before I remembered what happened last night. That those weird people had invited me to stay the night. I sighed as I tossed my feet over the edge of the bed. But I have to admit, that was one of the best night sleep I might of ever had. The bed was so soft and had lots of pillows which made me happy for some reason. I think I really like pillows. I stifled another yawn and shuffled my way to the door and opened it to see another face blinking at me. I stifled a shriek and stumbled back as... Rebekah... smirked at me. I gasped and tried to calm my heartbeat back to normal.

"Morning." She chirped as she walked breezily into the room and closed the door behind her.

"Did you have to do that? You could've gave me a heart attack!" I snapped and threw a pillow at her face. She dodged it and laughed.

"Trust me, it would take a lot to give you an heart attack. I'm not the scariest thing you've seen. Now sit down right here." She ordered, pointing at a chair in front of a vanity. I glared at her and slowly sank into the chair.

"What are you doing?" I asked suspiciously. She grinned at me in the mirror and started to brush my hair.

"I'm doing your hair. You usually like it. And I have to get you all pretty for today." She said easily as she finished brushing and started to separate my hair.

"What's happens today?"

"You're making your decision about what you're going to do for now. So I decided to take it upon myself to put you through a beautification session before my brothers drag you through whatever they think might make you stay with us. You might not think so but you are a big part of this household and I dread to what will happen if you decide to leave."  I glanced at her curiously while staying silent for the rest of the hair styling. Once she finished with my hair, I stood up quickly and walked to the door.

"Okay, I have to admit I love what you did to my hair but I'm not changing out of these pajamas." She laughed and nodded, accepting it. She did like a four strand braid in my hair and it looked so amazing even if I was just wearing it with my pj's which consisted on a cotton drawstring pants and a tank top. I grinned and headed downstairs, wincing at the cold floor on my bare feet. Maybe I should've put on those pair of socks hanging off the chair. Well it's too late now. I hurried down the staircase and looked around a bit confused before Rebekah took my arm and lead me to the kitchen. I grinned and walked to the fridge but I didn't get a chance to open it, seeing Kol, I think his name was, blocked the door. I looked at him in confusion.

"Can I get to the fridge please?" I asked hesitantly. He smirked at me and shook his head no and looked over my head at Rebekah for some reason. She took my arm and lead me to the counter.

"What Kol means to say, is that we're going to cook for you so don't bother trying to get anything. We'll get it for you." She said hurriedly. I quirked an eyebrow and settled on one of the stools as Rebekah and Kol went to the side and whispered furiously, I sighed and rested my head on my hand waiting till the blond prick from last night walked in a few minutes later and looked at me in confusion.

"Apparently they're going to cook me breakfast and I am not allowed to go in the fridge or cabinets. They started this around ten minutes ago and I am not any closer to curing my hunger." I sighed. Klaus rolled his eyes.

"They're idiots. Don't pay attention to them. So what do you want to eat?" I raised my eyebrows.

"You cook?"

"Don't look so surprised love. I think you'll find I have many valuable talents at hand." He smirked. I rolled my eyes at his arrogant attitude but looked over at his still arguing siblings who looked like they were an inch away from killing each other.