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𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓹𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮  '

Soon enough, Natalia fucking Anderson comes into my view. I roll my eyes just before she can see, I just wanted one night of fun. I turn my attention back to Kol seeing him ignore her only causes me to look at him in confusion

Natalia gets closer, eventually putting her claws on his bicep, making an unknown feeling rise within me

Jealousy babe, jealousy
I'm not jealous

"Kollll" she draws out on in a obnoxiously high pitched voice, still getting no reaction from him.

Why exactly is he ignoring her? I look between her and Kol. I know they're somewhat friends. The thought of them being friends leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I haven't known Kol for all that long but I can tell they're nothing alike. Only in the way they're popular

"Stevens" she try's again, this time he responds "oh hey Tessa"

This only furthers my confusion

Natalia turns her attention to me, a fake smile creeping on her face. "Oh hey, Persephone is it?"

"Y-Yea" I try faking confidence but my voice gives it away, Kol hasn't taken his eyes off me. Anxiety rising in me as I still feel her burning gaze on me, I pull at the end of my skirt which brings me enough courage to look up, Natalia still glaring at me with an emotion I can't decipher, normally it's hatred but this time..

"You have anything to say Tessa or?" Kol asks making me snap my attentiontowards him. He seems annoyed by her presence.

"Oh, I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to dance" She bats her eyelashes and twirls the end of her hair, he isn't looking at her so I'm not sure what for

A part of me is hoping, begging he'll decline

"No"

"But why not?"

"He said no. No means no and he only has to say it once." I interject, consent on anything has always been important to me. Someone should only need to say no one time. It's the only reason I was able to talk with such conviction and confidence despite knowing the repercussions of my actions.

Natalia snaps her head to me, shooting daggers at me with her glare almost like a promise of what's to come, sending a unnerving shiver to run down my spine.

She scoffs, throwing her hair over her shoulder as she walks away, purposely swaying her hips. For who? I'm not sure.

"Y-You okay?" I lean over and whisper, I want to make sure he's okay. "Okay" he says giving me a small nod. I smile at him, glad he's okay and he smirks back at me.

Not a smile but it's a step in the right direction.

The kitchen becomes increasingly crowded, causing my anxiety to rise once again. I begin pulling at the end of my skirt to help ease some of it. Father never took me to a therapist or psychiatrist or really anyone to help me with some of my problems therefore I'm not on any anxiety medication. I've learned to cope in other ways like pulling at the ends of my clothing, biting my nails, chewing on my bottom lip or if it gets really bad I'll rub my legs.

I'm literally raw doggin my mental illnesses.

I giggle at my thoughts, "what's funny?" Kol's eyebrows furrow. "I-I just thought of something funny, sorry."

"Don't apologize"

"Sorry"

"What did I just say mìlo?"

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