(A/N. Can you guys please tell me one thing I'm doing good and one thing I can approve on. I want to become a better writer so I appreciate constructive criticism. )

"Wake up," I heard the voice of kol Mikaelson say.

"Why are in the boarding house?" I demanded sitting up.

"I've been daggered for over a century I want to have fun. Who better then with my new friend?" He said casually.

"Since when are we friends?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Since I decided. Now get ready, I want to hunt," he told me.

My mouth watered at the mention of hunting.

"Give me five," I told him and stood up.

"Will your new boyfriend care?" He treased.

"No. He doesn't get jealous easily," I told him.

he sent me a smirk before leaving my room. I put on the shirt stefan got my for my birthday last year and some jeans. I walked out and saw him drinking Damon's bourbon.

"He'll kill you," I laughed.

His eyes darted down to my exposed arms then back up to my face.

"My brothers an idiot for hating your scars," he said.

I sent an awkward smile and walked out of the house. He followed after me.

"May I asked why you did it to yourself?" He asked.

"I was the outcast in my family. I never felt love and I thought it was my fault," I admitted,"so I punished myself.

"I get it," he told me.

"Hm?" I asked.

"I was the odd one out in my family too," he told me before looking down.

"What a shame," I told him.

We walked in silence. Not awkward silence. We both understood eachother and that was nice.

"Want to feed on a witch?" I asked with a devious smirk.

He sent a similar one and we ran off to Bonnie's house.

"She will hurt you, so be quick," I warned.

"I'm an original, nothing could hurt me."

He snuck into the house and snuck up behind her. He sent me a smile before sinking his fangs into her neck. He fed for only a few seconds before fleeing the house.

We both took off running before she could spot us. We both collapsed on a plot of grass laughing.

"Where were you all my life," he asked.

Suddenly a random jogger ran bye and my stomache growled. I ran in front of him and grabbed his wrist.

"Dont scream. Your not afriad," I said to him.

I sank my fangs into his neck and drank until I was pleased.

"You wont remember this. If anyone ask about the mark on your neck just say you had a fun night out last night," I told him.

He nodded his head and kept jogging.

"Damn that was hot," damon said coming up behind me.

"You got a good one," kol said.

"Go find klaus. We have an issue," he told kol.

"What?" I asked after he ran off.

"Did you drink any of the wine at the mikkelson party?" Damon asked.

"I took a sip or two then gave the rest to elijah," I told him.

"Damn it. I hope elijah kills elena," damon growled.

"Damon what happened?" I asked him.

"Your now connected with the originals. What happens to you happens to them," he told me.

"Okay. We just have to make sure nothing happens to them," I said.

"Finn is offering himself as a sacrifice," damon told me.

"Damn it. If we ever get the chance let me kill that douche," I growled.

"We are trying to save you. We have to stop the bennetts," he told me,"for now you will stay with elijah."

I went back to the mansion and my boyfriend left to save us. I paced nervously around the living room. I may die.

"How did they make the killer wine?" I asked elijah.

"Your sister," he said.

My heart stopped and my mouth went dry.

"Did she know it would effect me?" I asked shakily.

"She wanted damon. She admitted it herself," he said coldly.

"She tried to kill me," I spoke aloud,"I'll kill the bitch."

"Your angers been worse since your turning," elijah noted.

Suddenly my body hurt and I fell to the ground numb. Am I dead? Is this how I will feel for all of eternity. After a few more minutes I was back to normal.

"What was that?" I asked elijah.

"We were daggered," he told me.

"How. I'm not an original?" I asked him.

"No, but your connected to us. I guess this means the spell was interrupted," he told me.

"Elijah, am I going to die?" I asked him.

"No. I will protect you, no matter what," he told me.

Damon appeared in the doorway.

"This is my hint to leave. Goodnight Cam," elijah said and kissed my forehead.

"I thought when they were daggered I'd loose you," damon said coming up to me.

"I'm okay day," I said to him.

"I love you so fucking much Cam. So fucking much," he mumbled and kissed me.

"I love you to," I said and deepened the kiss.

Damon picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him and tangled my hands im his hair. He kissed my neck and lightly bit, drinking my blood. I savored the pleasure it brought.

Suddenly the door opened to reveal elena and stefan. My emotions changed from lust to anger.

"How dare you," I snarled and pushed her against a wall.

She whimpered in pain,"I'm so sorry cam."

"I'm getting real sick out you apologies," I sneered and grabbed her arm and broke it.

"That's enough!" Stefan yelled and pulled my off of her.

"Shes trying to kill me!" I yelled and shoved him into the wall.

Literally, into the wall.

"Your a bitch," I said and sunk my fangs into her.

I planned to suck every once of blood out of her.

"Please, cam. We are sisters," she begged.

"We've never been sisters," I growled.

Suddenly i was pulled off of her.

"You cant kill her. Your pissed now, but you will hate yourself later," damon told me.

"Just take her side will you," I sneered and stomped upstairs.

I was upstairs for a few minutes until a strong overwhelming urge over came me. The urge to cut.

I stumbled into the bathroom and saw a razor. The sharp blade was appealing. I mumbled a spell that would slow my healing and grabbed the blade.

Your own sister hates you so much she is trying to kill you. Speed up the process. I cut deep. Deeper then I meant. I started to freak out and couldnt think of the spell to turn my healing on.

The blood poured from my wrist and ot wasnt slowing. I was starting to get dizzy. Can a vampire bleed out?

"Cam. Oh my god," damon said rushing in.

He bit his wrist and out it to my mouth. I drank and felt the stinging pain go away.

"I am so sorry," I cried,"I didnt mean for that to happen."

"Shush. Its okay," he told me.

He picked me up bridal style and laid my on the bed. He hopped on the other said and wrapped his hands around my waist.

"Please stay cam. I need you. Stay for me," he whispered.

I said nothing. I was doing good. I hadn't cut in months. I was clean. I was free of the addiction. And know I'm not.

Will I ever be free from it?