*Juliet's POV*
The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the small crystal chandelier that hung from my bedroom ceiling. What was I doing back in my room? Maybe the incident with Collin had all just been a dream, a nightmare rather.
I was in my bed, tucked in under the fluffy white comforter. I rolled over onto my side and saw my mother sitting in a chair by my bed. She looked at me with her typical concerned gaze. "How are feeling?" she asked. Her voice was soft.
"Alright I guess. Why?" My voice was suddenly full of worry.
My mother gave my a confused look. "Do you remember what happened last night?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.
I sighed. "Oh god, that really happened?" I buried my face into my pillow.
She laughed lightly, nervously. "Umm...yes. Do you remember anything?" she asked.
I pulled away from my pillow and sat up. "Yes." I replied, biting my lip nervously before continuing. "I was in an old warehouse tied up and...Collin was there." I hesitated when saying his name. "He was different. He was..." I couldn't finish the sentence.
"A vampire." my mother stated. She said it in a way that seemed like she already knew, maybe for a while.
I gave her a puzzled look. "You know? How can you know? How long have you known?" I demanded. My voice rose as I became more angry.
She looked away from me at her hands in her lap, nervous. "Yes, I do know. I've known since shortly after he was turned." she said in a low voice, still not meeting my gaze.
I was furious. "What?! How could you keep something like this from me?" I yelled, standing up from the bed.
Caroline came in through the door, walking over and standing between me and my mother. "Juliet, calm down." she urged.
"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" I growled, glaring daggers at her.
She gave me a hurt look. "Just sit down and let your mother explain. You need to stay calm." she insisted. She seemed intent on keeping me calm.
Despite Caroline's urging, I couldn't help myself. "Stay calm? How the bloody hell can I stay calm? I was almost killed last night!" I screamed. I ran my hands through my hair anxiously.
"I know you must be angry and confused right now, but I can't explain everything if you don't listen to me." she said, finally looking up at me. "Please just sit down and stay calm."
"Why do you two keep telling me to stay calm?" I asked. My anger was starting to mellow out, but not much.
"You have to control your anger Juliet. If you get mad there's a chance you might you might hurt your mother." Caroline said. Her voice was serious.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Why would I hurt my own mother?" I asked.
They were both silent. Suddenly everything started coming together. I thought back to last night when Collin had fed me his blood and snapped my neck. It dawned on me.
"Am I a vampire now?" I asked. My voice was barely above a whisper. I looked at them with pleading eyes.
"Well, sort of. You're in transition." Caroline said, giving my a nervous half-smile.
I cocked my head to the side in confusion. "What's transition?" I asked.
"It's the period before you truly become a vampire. All you need to do is drink human blood within the next 24 hours to complete the transition." Said a voice. I looked over in the direction it came from and saw Kol standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame.
"And what happens if I don't want to be a vampire and don't complete my transition?" I asked. I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him.
"You die." he said plainly.
I rolled my eyes. "Fantastic." I mumbled.
Kol stepped further into the room. I noticed a blood bag in his hand. He sat it down on my nightstand and looked over at me expectantly. "Whenever you're ready." he said.
I thought about it for a moment. There were still so many questions I needed answered, so I figured out how I was going to get my answers.
"Not yet." I said. I looked over to my mother. "I'm not going to drink that until tell me about every little secret you've been keeping from me." I said stubbornly.
"What secrets?" she asked innocently, avoiding my request.
I rolled my eyes. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that you put me on vervain." I stated.
"I just put you on vervain when me moved here." she said. I could see right through her lie.
"Oh please. You've had me on it for years. I want to know why." I insisted. I was getting impatient.
My mother sighed. She looked over to Kol and Caroline. "Can you give us some space to talk?" she asked.
"Of course." Caroline said, giving us a small smile before leaving the room.
Kol hesitated for a moment, but nodded and walked towards the doorway. Before he left, he glanced at me for a moment, meeting my gaze. He turned away and left, closing the door behind himself.
"I'll tell you everything, but I'd feel better if you would drink first. You need to complete the transition." my mother said. She eyed the blood bag for a second.
I rolled my eyes. "I have 24 hours to drink it; I can wait. If it takes you longer than that to tell me everything then I will be royally pissed off." I replied, chuckling lightly. A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips.
I sat back down on the edge of my bed and looked at my mother expectantly, waiting for her to begin.
She took in a deep breath and started. "Well, I suppose I'll start by answering your question about the vervain. You want to know why I've had you on it, right?" she asked.
I nodded. "And I want to know how long I've been on it." I added.
She nodded, seeming a little anxious before continuing. "Well, in order to tell you about the vervain I have to tell you more about your father." she said.
I swallowed, clenching my fists. I hated my father, she knew this. "What about that worthless bastard?" I asked, gritting my teeth.
"Don't call him that!" she said defensively.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean? I have every right to hate him." I said sternly.
She shook her head. "You don't understand." she insisted.
I scoffed. "What is there to understand? He left us 10 years ago mum! It's not like he was the best dad before he left anyway. I barely even knew him." I said, trying to keep my anger to a minimum.
"Just let me explain." she pleaded.
I ignored her. "He wasn't even a good dad or a good husband from what I remember. He was a lazy, arrogant piece of shit and you know it! He was never there for either of us and" I was nearly screaming by that point before she cut me off.
"Shut up and listen!" she yelled. I stopped talking. My mother rarely raised her voice. She sighed and continued. "As I was trying to explain, there's a reason your father left us. It wasn't out of selfishness or because he didn't love you. He left to protect you." she said, looking me in the eyes.
"What do mean? Protect me from what?" I asked. My voice was full of confusion. What had been been so dangerous that my father had to leave to keep us safe?
She hesitated for a moment. "Himself." she answered. Before I had time to ask what she was talking about, she continued. "One night, when you father was on his way home from work, he was attacked by a vampire." she started, pausing for a moment to watch my reaction. She continued. "The vampire that attacked your father turned him." She fell silent, waiting for me to react.
I stared at her for a moment, thinking of what to say. "Why?" I whispered. "Why did he have to leave?" I asked, nearly pleading for an answer.
"He didn't want to hurt us." she replied. Her voice was soothing, trying to calm me down.
"He could've learned control! He could've stayed!" I insisted, raising my voice. I felt tears well up in my eyes.
I had a habit of channeling my sadness into anger, so I fought back the tears and felt the rage build up inside of me, drowning out the sadness.
"I hate him!" I declared loudly.
My mother gave me a hurt look. "Juliet, please." she begged.
"You let me believe that I was the reason he left!" I yelled. I stood up from my bed and walked towards my mother.
"I never knew you felt that way." she said quietly. She looked at me with saddened eyes. "I'm so sorry." Her eyes welled up with tears.
Seeing her in this state reminded me of all the times she had cried after fighting with my father. I sat back down on the bed and tried to calm myself down.
"It's alright." I said. "I guess I've always been sort of emotionally distant. It's not your fault." I assured her.
We sat in silence for a little while. I tried to calm myself down. "So, why exactly am I on vervain? I mean, I haven't seen dad since he left or had any contact with vampires until this town." I said, getting back to the subject.
She shrugged. "It was just a precaution I suppose. I didn't trust him." she replied.
"Didn't? What do you mean didn't?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
She sighed. "I've been talking to you father for the past few months. He contacted me when we were still in London, said he felt that he was ready to see you again." she replied. She ran a hand through her hair, nervously awaiting my reaction.
"Is that why we left London?" I asked.
"No." she replied quickly. "Well not exactly." she added.
I raised an eyebrow at her. "Not exactly?" I repeated, questioningly.
"I took you away from London to keep you away from Collin when he was turned. Your father suggested that we come here. He lives about an hour from this town and thought that if we were in a town full of vampires then surely Collin wouldn't be stupid enough to come here and risk getting himself killed." she replied.
I scoffed. "Well, obviously that didn't do much good." I said, smirking a little. My anger was now gone for the most part.
"Do you have anymore questions?" she asked. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she really hoped I didn't.
Thankfully, I didn't. I shook my head "No."
She smiled. "Okay then." She glanced over at the blood bag that was still on my nightstand. I had forgotten about it.
I suddenly became aware of a burning sensation. I could feel it everywhere, coursing through my veins. "Oh. I guess I forgot. " I said, trying to ignore the thirst.
"You should feed." my mother said, looking at me in her normal concerned way again.
I nodded. "You should leave. I don't want you to see me like...that." I said, looking at her with pleading eyes. I didn't want her to think of me as a vampire; I wanted her to think of me as her daughter still.
She hesitated for a moment, but nodded, understanding my concern. Without another word, she got up from the chair and left the room, closing the door behind her.
I took a deep breath before looking back over to the blood bag. The thirst returned again. I reached over to the nightstand, picking it up. I stared at it for a moment, unsure of what was about to happen.
Cautiously, I raised it to my lips. I opened the top the bag and the scent of the blood hit me. It took me by such surprise. Its smelled so...appetizing and sweet. I was taken over by sudden and animalistic instincts. I latched onto the bag like it was a lifeboat in a stormy ocean.
It only took me a matter of seconds to drain it. I pulled the empty bag away from my lips. I suddenly realized that my fangs were exposed when I accidentally bit down on my lip. I flinched slightly and raised a finger to my lower lip, wiping the blood off of it.
I heard a chuckle from the other side of the room. I looked up and saw Kol standing in the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest and his usual smirk on his lips.
I rolled my eyes. "Amused?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
For the first time in a while, I was able to look him in the eye without being afraid. Granted, he still could have killed me, but I didn't feel threatened. I felt oddly comforted by his presence.
He chuckled. "Quite." he replied. "Are you ever going to thank me?" he asked, cocking his head to the side.
I furrowed my eyebrows. "Thank you? For what?" I asked.
"I saved you, last night." he said. His tone suggested that I should've already been able to guess that. I hadn't given much thought to how exactly I had gotten home; now I knew.
"Oh." I managed. I looked away from him, staring at my hands in my lap. I was confused. I couldn't understand why he had saved me the first time, let alone a second time. "Thanks." I said, looking him in the eyes again.
"You're welcome." he replied. I rolled my eyes at his tone. He sounded sort of cocky and arrogant.
A moment later, Caroline pushed her way past Kol into my room with Bonnie at her heels. She looked over at me. "How are you feeling?" she asked.
I shrugged. "Pretty good, I guess." I replied. I set the empty blood bag back on the nightstand.
She smiled. "Great! Bonnie made you a daylight ring." she said cheerfully.
I was confused for a moment. I realized that my curtains were pulled tightly shut, blocking out the sun; the room was lit by a few lamps. I hadn't noticed before.
"Oh. So I don't burst into flames in the sunlight, right? No sparkles I guess." I chuckled.
"Right." Bonnie answered, nodding. She walked over to me and pulled a ring from her pocket.
It looked fairly old and had a medium-sized blue stone in the center of it. I raised my eyebrow at it. "This is my daylight ring" I scoffed a little. "It's a bit gawdy, don't you think?" I asked.
Caroline rolled her eyes. "They all are." she said, a little annoyed.
I took the ring from Bonnie. "It doesn't matter. Thanks." I said, flashing her a small smile. I eyed the ring for a second before I slipped it onto my right ring finger. I held my hand out to examine it. "Are you sure it'll work?" I questioned.
Less than a second later, Kol flashed over to the curtains and pulled them open. The light flooded in. I flinched, but realized that I was fine. I exhaled in relief. "Arse." I mumbled, rolling my eyes.
"We'll give you some time to adjust." Bonnie said, turning to Caroline. I nodded. They turned and left.
I looked over to Kol who was still standing by my window. He turned and walked towards the door.
I decided to make a bold move and ask him about why he had saved me. "Kol," I called.
He turned around to face me. "Yes?" he asked. A glint of curiosity shone in his eyes.
I bit my lip a little, nervous. "Why did you save me?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow at me. "I mean, you just don't really seem like the hero type, yet you've saved me twice." I continued, my voice full of curiosity and uncertainty.
He seemed a little irritated. "How do you know I'm not the 'hero type'? For all you know I could be a regular superman, saving the lives of the innocent everywhere." he said in a mocking tone, laughing a little.
I rolled my eyes, suppressing a smirk. "You've got me there I guess. I don't really know you. Then again, you don't know me either." I replied, turning his argument around on him.
"Fair enough." he conceded. "Perhaps that could change." he suggested, smirking.
I scoffed. "Really? You want to get to know me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
He chuckled. "Yes. Don't you want to get to know me?" he questioned, smirking yet again. "I can be rather charismatic."
I rolled my eyes. "Clearly." I replied. I wasn't sure if I was being sarcastic or not.
"Well, if you want to hang out sometime, let me know." he replied, still smirking. God, he was so cheeky.
"Umm, sure, maybe." I answered, suppressing a smile.
He nodded and left the room, closing the door behind him.
I sat on my bed for a few minutes, taking in everything that had just happened. I couldn't put my finger on it, but something was different about him, or maybe it was the way I felt about him that was different.
Truth be told, I had had a small crush on him before I was turned, despite the fact that he was a vampire. Now it felt like my little almost nonexistent crush on Kol had somehow grown into me actually being able to stand him.
It confused me even more that he seemed to be acting differently toward me. I couldn't describe it, but something was different.
I sighed and ran my hands through my hair, looking out the window. Everything looked so clear and new, like a film had been removed from my eyes. My other senses were better too.
I looked out across my front yard like it was the first time I had ever seen the outside. The slightly orange leaves on the trees, the green grass, the sun, the blue sky, all looked so different now. It was hard to believe that the world could change so much in less than a day.
After a few minutes, I decided to go take a shower and get changed. I realized that I was still in my dress from last night.
I decided that I would go to the Salvatore's house to see Elena, no doubt Caroline would be there too, so I could learn more about being a vampire. I had so many questions that needed to be answered.
A.N.- Wow, that was a long chapter! I hope everyone liked it! So, Juliet's a vampire now. I'm very excited to write now that she's completed her transition. I'm going to get more into stuff about her and Kol, so don't worry. Also, I think I'll bring Klaus and Elijah in on the next chapter, so get excited! If anyone has any questions then be sure to message me or just put them in a review. I'm hoping to get to 40 reviews by the time I post chapter 12. Thanks for reading! Please continue your support :)
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