She felt it.
She ran upstairs. Away from him. He had seen all the pain of her past, the past she only ever spoke about once, to her brother Niklaus and now he know too.
She had been so stupid, why didn't she just leave him be? Of course her brother would heal him after he had calmed down from his hybrid tantrum, she should have just left him be.
Picking up the nearest object which happened to be her glass lamp she threw it across the room with force, watching as it shattered into a million little pieces "Stupid vampires" she muttered out loud as she threw herself on her bed.
"FREYA, FREYA" she could hear as the calls of her name hit her ears but she ignored them as she recognised the stupid, sly voice to be that of Lucien's "Freya, please come down love" she would not go to him, she did not want to see his stupid smug face again.
Suddenly he was standing in front of her, she didn't even see or hear him coming "GO AWAY" standing up from the bed she gave him a brain aneurysm with a simple hand gesture "Easy love" he groaned as he held his head in agony "Would you really inflict more pain on me?" he asked.
Her eyes flickered to his neck, suddenly all her anger seemed to die away as she let go of the magical link she was holding against him "It's spreading too fast" she walked closer to him "You need my brother's blood now" Focus Freya. Focus. You're mad at him. Her mind screamed at her.
"NO, I DON'T CARE, you can die for all I care" she shouted at him before walking away "NOW GET OUT OF MY ROOM, I hate you, you make my skin cruel. I HATE YOU" she hated that he knew of her terrible past, the pain she went through, the years of misery as her life was robbed from her by her own family. She hated him.
He watched as the strong, independent, powerful witch in front of him broke down "I'm sorry" he uttered into the room as he slowly began approaching her. He was not one to apologise for anything but seeing the normal powerful and strong Freya Mikaelson falling apart in front of him made something inside of him change "No" she shook her head side to side "Why did you do it?" she asked as she watched him walking closer "Stay away from me" he ignored her of course as he continued towards her.
"I didn't intend to see into your mind love, you have to believe me"
He came to stand in front of her now as she backed away, her back eventually hitting the wall behind her.
Reaching out he cupped her cheek before looking into her eyes "I really am sorry" a tear slipped down her cheek but she quickly brushed it away, she would not show weakness, not in front of him.
Abruptly his demeanour changed and he slumped forward, placing his hands either side of her head he let out a painful groan "Freya, get me your brother's blood now or watch me die" he spat between gritted teeth.
The familiar pull inside her was ever present as she watched him contort in pain.
She didn't know where her brother was.
How was she meant to save him.
She needed to think fast so she lead him over to her bed "Sit. Stay" she ordered as she sat on the floor at his feet.
Taking his hands in her own she began chanting, unsure if want she was doing would even work "I thought you slowed the poison down" he spoke in between his agony "SHUT UP" she spat as she tried to focus "I need to concentrate" she knelt, blood coming from her eyes.
After a few moments she opened her eyes and smiled at him, watching his neck as the wound slowly disappeared.
She did it. She had never done the spell before but she did it, she healed his bite.
It was a spell she had learnt from Daliha, many years ago; she was only thankful she remembered it so easily.
"You will still require my brother's blood" she said quietly as she saw no visible sign the bite was even there.
"You where bleeding" he said as the blood had all but disappeared "It was nothing, you are fine, I am fine" she told him as she watched him stand up, walking to the mirror that hung on her wall "I always knew there was a reason I liked you" he glanced sideways at her "Are you okay?" he asked noticing she was still knelt on the floor, now with a small frown on her face.
She stood up " I feel..." suddenly he was in front of her as she collapsed into his arms, mumbling against his chest "I feel weak" he quickly took her over to the bed and placed her down as her eyes closed.
"My darling Freya" he knew she was going to be okay as he could hear her soft heartbeat filling the room, pushing a strand of hair away from her face he sped off.
