Liza’s POV

I let out a gasp as I became conscious again. I tried not to let myself smile, at the familiar surroundings. I was lying on the sofa in my old home. It hadn’t been long since I had actually been here, but it felt like a lifetime.

As I looked around I could see the two men I had missed the most in the world, but the lack of emotion in their eyes made it too clear that they didn’t have their memories of me.

I felt disoriented as the two men stood up approaching me. Even though there wasn’t any clear signs at the moment of being human rather than a vampire I could feel the difference. My senses weren’t as profound, as usually I’d be able to smell everything so clearly, but I couldn’t smell anything other than the inviting smell of the house that I remembered so clearly. Also my eyesight and hearing was rather shoddy, how did humans live like this? I could barely remember my human life in how my senses felt compared to being a vampire, it was just so weird.

“Are you okay?” Elijah smiled warmly.

“I think so,” I whispered.

I had no idea whether I was okay. I had just come back from the dead, so I had no idea whether there were any other consequences to the spell, so anything could be seriously wrong with me. Also technically I was okay, but not really, they couldn’t remember me and that meant I didn’t have the people closest to me.

“I’m Elijah, and this is my younger brother Kol,” he smiled.

I paused. Did I introduce myself by the name I first introduced myself with to them, or did I tell them the name they gave me?

“I’m Elisabetta, but you can call me Liza,” I smiled softly in return.

“What happened to you? We found you in the street outside of our house covered in blood,” Kol stated with a frown on his face.

I really wanted to just hug them both, and be able to have the same relationships with them that I had always had, instead of them not having any idea who I am.  

Quickly I thought on the spot for a story that could explain why I looked the way I did, as I’m sure not many people walk around in wedding gowns covered in blood.

“I was supposed to get married today. But my fiancé got into a car accident. I went to the hospital as soon as I heard. Turns out he hit his head in the accident, and has no memory of me. The doctors say it’s permanent. To top it off, he told me he could never love me, so I left in tears covered in blood. I must have just walked until I collapsed,” I shrugged.

The two men looked at one another, not knowing what to say at my made up story- not that they knew I was making it up.

“I’m very sorry. I’m sure he’ll get his memories back,” Kol smiled softly.

“It’s not likely. If he does he’s already made it clear he doesn’t love me. I can’t blame him; I am a stranger to him. He just feels so close to me, even though he isn’t. He isn’t the man I loved, not without the memories of everything he knows about us both,” I sighed.

In the generalist terms, it was a true story but it had been twisted. I tried to stick closely to the truth of the story of Kol and me, but obviously I could tell them the truth.

“Whether it is with him or someone else you, you will find happiness,” Elijah said in a soft tone.

“We sorted out some clothes for you to change into. You can take a shower, and then change into some of our sister’s clothes. I’m sure it’ll be comfier,” Kol stated.

“Are you sure your sister won’t mind?” I questioned.

Rebekah wouldn’t be impressed with me wearing her clothes, but I didn’t know whether she lived with them, as they may not be angry with her due to them not knowing me.

“She hasn’t been here for a while, she won’t notice. She owns so many clothes she probably wouldn’t notice if over half of them were gone,” Kol chuckled, “I’ll show you to the bathroom.”

 He picked up the towel and clothes that were in a small pile next to the sofa that I was sat on. Once he had picked them up, he led me up the stairs towards the bathroom. I knew exactly where all the bathrooms here were; just I couldn’t tell them that.

To reach the bathroom you had to walk past my bedroom, it did make me wonder, what they thought the room was for. It was a very feminine room, but not elegant enough to be Rebekah’s. Also the door was broken down still, with a lot of my stuff sprawled around the room, from being un-tidy and getting angry.

Kol directed me to the bathroom leaving me there with the clothes and towel that he had given me.

Quickly I showered and put on some of Rebekah’s normal looking clothes. It was kind of horrible wearing her clothes knowing I had clothes down the hall, and that the blood I just washed off of me was spilled because of her. Her clothes didn’t fit me too well, seen as she was taller and a lot more curvaceous than me.

Once I got dressed in her clothes, I picked up the destroyed wedding gown, taking it downstairs with me. Entering the living room, I realised my hatred for human hearing. I could tell the two men were talking, probably about me, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I could have if I was a vampire.

Ever since I had become a vampire, I had wanted to become a human again, but I needed to adjust to being human.

As soon as the two men noticed me they turned towards me with a smile on their faces. It wasn’t the smiles I was used to from them, they weren’t filled with happiness like a smile should, but instead they were filled with pity and sorrow. Letting out a small sigh, I smiled back pretending this didn’t hurt me.