Chapter Eleven

She woke up in her bed, to a head ache and she heard a bunch of yelling near her bed. "Would you kindly shut the fuck up?"

She held her head as everything went quiet. It was Klaus and Stefan. Stefan had refused to leave until she had woke up.

"She's awake now, you can go!""You ok Lish?""Lish huh... I like it."He laughed. "Good. Then I'll go now." He said as he left the room. "You had me scared nearly to death love. Are you alright? Did he hurt you?""Who, Stefan? No. He would never hurt me. I asked him to drink from me. I could tell he was hungry. It's fine. I didn't feel anything. You compelled me not to. Remember?" That's when he realized the mistake he had made. He was killing her. From the inside. And he didn't want to put out that light that she still had. If there was any left. "I'm so sorry love. I never should have done that to you. Am I making you unhappy here?""I don't think I feel comfortable enough to answer that.""Ok, that means that I am."

He knew he couldn't just let her go. That wouldn't work. But maybe he could let her out of the house. If someone was with her. He needed to stay away from her, but he didn't think he could anymore. Not after today.

"I'll take you out tomorrow. Ok? We can go have a nice dinner, maybe see a movie or something? Does that sound ok, love?"He didn't know how he felt about it. He knew what he needed to do, but he didn't think he could anymore. He could still be around her and control himself. Right?

He thought about it and decided that he would just have to risk it. He hated seeing her that way.

"I think I'd like that very much, thank you, Klaus."

"Ok then. You get some sleep, and I'll see you in the morning. Sleep well Love. And that wasn't a command. I just hope you do."

"Thank you, Klaus." And with that he left the room. Alisha laid down and though about her crazy amazing day. She thought about what happened with Stefan, how good it felt to have her blood taken by him and Klaus. It did something inside of her. It felt good. The fact that she didn't feel the pain, was even better.

She was almost asleep when she heard a light tap on her door. She got up to answer it wondering who it was.

"Stefan?" She was suprised but glad to see him. "Hey, how are you feeling? Better I hope. Klaus was pretty pissed at me.""I do feel better. Great in fact. I'm really glad you came back tonight.""Ya, me too.""So... Klaus is taking me out tomorrow night, to dinner and a movie. That should be fun.""Well, be careful. He's dangerous and don't get your heart in it. He will never love you like that.""I know Stef. Do you want to come sit down with me? I was going to sleep, but I can stay up for a bit longer. Did you want to talk?""Yes, actually."He came in, and followed her to the bed and sat next to her.

"I'm glad you're ok. And I  know you enjoyed earlier. When I took your blood. Right?"Her body started to heat at the thought. She did. She loved it. She nodded her head. "Then, is it... I mean, could I... or, would you...""Stefan it's fine. I would love if you did.""Ok. I thought that would be more awkward."

But it wasn't. It was exactly what she wanted. The way it felt made her feel so good. She was actually excited to feel it again.

He was glad she said yes and that she enjoyed it. She was the only person, besides Elena that he could do this with and not hurt them.

He edged over to her, leaning over her and she pulled her blouse off of her shoulder, and closed her eyes. In anticipation. She wanted this. She needed this. And when he sank his teeth into her, she realized just how badly she craved this. It was an addiction for her. Something she hoped he would do often. As long as he healed her afterwards. She didn't care. And neither did he. It was euphoric for them both. And it was like heaven to him. He took just what he needed, and healed her when he was done. "Thank you Stef.""Wait, you're thanking me? That's new." He chuckled. "I am. I get your attention, and the feeling is by far the best thing I've ever felt. So, by all means, do that as much as you want. At least you won't tare my shoulder like Klaus did."That upset him a bit. Knowing what he, himself, has done to other people. People he didn't care for. If that was what Klaus was doing with her, why is he taking her out? Why does he care? Maybe there is something more to this that Stefan was unaware of. He needed to find out.

"Sleep well, Lish."She giggled at his new nickname again. "You too Stef. See you tomorrow."He closed the door, and headed to his room. He had to pass Klaus' room in order to get to his. He peered inside and to his suprise, Klaus wasn't with another girl. He was painting. The shocking part wasn't that he was painting. It was what he was painting.

Alisha