The Fallen One (On Hold for Edits and Rewrite!)

Chapter 20

Isolde’s POV

It had been a month since I lost my child.  The child that for so long I did not know I even cared about.  I had turned to the only thing I knew to take my mind off of mourning the loss.  I drank and killed at every chance I got.  Kol and I had gone on a killing spree leaving nothing but carnage in our wake where ever we went.  Niklaus on the other hand had been mourning in his own way by locking himself in our room barely speaking to anyone except to scream at them.  Kol and I currently sat at the bar in the parlor where we had been since we woke this morning getting drunk. 

Hearing the door open I turned my attention from the conversation we were having about traveling the world to the person responsible for interrupting.  There stood Elijah.  As his eyes landed on mine I turned my attention back to the bottle in front of me.  Elijah being his noble, moral self had been trying to get us to end this madness for weeks now.  I had no intention of stopping what I was doing because it is the only thing that kept me from becoming a weak, sniveling fool.  I would not allow that.  I was Isolde Salvatore Mikaelson.  I was not weak and I sure as hell would not allow this to turn me into such.

Elijah’s hand shot out in front of me trying to grab the bottle of vodka and I quickly gripped his arm.  “If you so much as touch that bottle Elijah I will rip your arm off and use your own hand to pull your heart from your chest.”

“Isolde, the two of you must end this and start being part of our family again not a psychotic band of miscreants.  Isolde you barely even look at the man you love anymore.  He has been locked in your room for a month and you act as if you do not care one bit.  I am tired of cleaning up the mess that you are making.”  He jerked his arm from me as he stood staring.

“Leave us be brother.  If you grow so weary of cleaning our mess then do not do it.”  Kol had not looked up from his glass as he spoke.

“And what will that do Kol?  I leave the mess you create and the world will soon discover what we are.”  El’s voice was hard and he was not backing down.

I stood squaring myself off with him, the man that been by my side for so many years.  “What will you do if we do not stop Elijah?  Will you dagger your brother and find a way to subdue me?  You know very well that Niklaus would not allow you to touch me.”

He took a step closer to me before he spoke.  “If that is what I must do then so be it. I will not stand by and let this chaos continue.  I doubt at this point that Niklaus would come down to stop me if I chose to do so.”

“Do not think you can tell me what to do Elijah.”  I grabbed the front of his shirt and tossed him across the room into a wall. 

He quickly recovered and was in front of me in an instant ready to attack.  Kol and Nik stood between us as I smirked at him.  Elijah’s fangs were bared as he glared at me and I began to laugh.

The smirk on my face never left as I looked to him.  “What was that you were saying El?”

Niklaus turned to me a frown on his face.  “Do not patronize him Isolde.  He has every right to ask the two of you to stop what you are doing.  We all have every right to ask you to bring back that part of you that has been gone in the last month.”

“What would you have me do Niklaus?  Should I lock myself away in the room and become weak like you?”  I knew my words would hurt him and I did regret it, but I knew what buttons to push to get the reaction I wanted from him. 

I wanted the emotional pain I was feeling to become physical.  The only person who I allowed to know this was Kol.  He had been so helpful in these past weeks and never questioned me on anything I wanted.  He was however slightly skeptical when I asked him to fight me and to make it hurt.  Kol was not as strong as Niklaus but he did put up one hell of a fight and gave me what I wanted to feel, what I needed to feel.  Niklaus had shut me out after the night everything happened and the only person I could turn to that did not look at me with pity in their eyes was Kol, my best friend, my confidant.