Beyond Our Love

Chapter 4

•CONTINUES FROM PREVIOUS CHAPTER•

Kol's POV:
I sigh as I'm stood there, letting what Camille said sink in. "You're right." I say as I look at her, no emotion whatsoever. "I know I am." She says, causing a small scoff to escape my mouth.

"No, love. You're right. Maybe I shouldn't be so mad at her, maybe it's not easy for her to tell people who she is, or to trust them.. But she knew who I was, she knew my family. She knew the bloody reason I came here, and she still bloody kept it from me! I could've helped my niece months ago!! But instead she decided to selfishly keep the fact that she's a witch, and she could help save my Niece, who is dying a little more each day! So don't bloody tell me I shouldn't be mad!!!" I yelled at the blonde woman standing infront of me.

I was very close to her face, my eyes were black, veins in my skin popping out. She pissed me off more than anyone has in a very long time. "You're an ass, Kol." She says crossing her arms. I scoff, reaching my hand out and instantly grabbing her neck, slightly squeezing it. "I'm not the one who's acting like a bitch all because her best friend is a whiny little brat!" I yell at her with gritted teeth, pushing her back as she falls on the floor, holding a hand up to her throat.

"I don't know what she sees in you.."

Davina's POV:
I felt like I was in a pool of my own tears. I was hovered next to the staircase, overhearing Kol's and Camille's conversation. I had a hand over my mouth, as silent tears ran down my throat.

I closed my eyes for a small second, wiping away my tears with my hands. "Enough of this." I mutter to myself, taking a deep breath before walking downstairs as I raise up my hand, flicking it, making Kol go flying outside.

I make my way outside, Kol getting up off the ground as he looks at me. "I'm not some petty little toy you can play with." I say in a fern tone, standing infront of him.

Just as he was about to speak, I mutter a spell, making it so he can't talk. "I heard what you said, to Camille. Now I have apologized, over and over, hell I'm even willing to go across country to help you, but I will not be treated like trash by you! You know why I didn't tell you? Because of people like you!" I yelled at him, pointing, taking a breath before I continued my speech.

"Because of people like you, Kol. Growing up, being a witch, it wasn't easy. My dad left, my mom tried to sell me to a damn harvest ritual, I've been used, tricked, lied to, manipulated, over and over. People have kidnapped me, threatened me, just because they needed my power. No one's ever really cared about me, except for Camille. Everyone else, they pretended to like me, all for my damn magic." I speak in a more fern voice.

"And I thought you were different, yes, I knew about your family, and you, the Mikaelson family are ancient, every supernatural creature knows about them. But I didn't know what was going on with your niece. I didn't. And i didn't want to tell you what I was, because for the first time in a long time, someone actually liked me. The real me. Not because of my magic, or power.. they just liked me..." I finished off, letting off a slight sigh just before taking the spell off him.

"Davina-" he starts saying, but I pull up my hand. "Don't. I will help you, but it's for Hope. Not for you. She doesn't deserve to suffer because her uncle's an ass. Now let's just go." I interrupt him, grabbing my bag as I set it in the car, before getting myself in as he gets in.