Note: no more waiting let's get into it.
warning: death, violence, etc.
Edited August 2023
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I was sitting at the jazz club by the bar, rocking Renee in my arms while listening to the music Kol had played since the storm seemed to frighten Renne. The storm wasn't settling down my nerves. Given everything of course the end couldn't come without a big rainstorm to add for dramatic pause but I had my niece and nephew. Still didn't keep me from looking at my mind and thinking about where my son was and how alone he was.
"Alright," Gia said walking over. "I finished the bottle."
I handed her back the baby when Gia looked at me and then over my shoulder looking at my husband.
"Still not talking to him?" She asked
I glared at her as she smiled and held up her right hand that had the bottle just as she stepped back.
"Hey, Kol want some scotch?" Gia asked.
Kol came over but I got up and walked over to the couch while Kol sat beside the stool I was at.
"Why don't you two just let it out?" Gia asked after a moment of silence. "I hear anger sex works wonder to break the ice."
I glared at Gia, who only just had an amused look on her face as she went into the other room. Kol remained in his seat taking his drink in one go. I place my hands over my stomach still rolling with worry over the baby, to Elijah's credit he and Freya said we were all fine.
The fine was far from what I was feeling about everything.
"You hungry?" Kol asked.
He got up and reached over the counter to grab a brown bag, then came over and held out the burger he'd gotten earlier in front of me. My husband wasn't winning me over with food after what he just did. I mean, I was starving as well but eating my own food would suffice and I already had a sandwich that Rebekah brought.
"Darling, please eat."
"No," I said crossing my arms.
"Ah, she speaks," Kol commented while having that sly smirk on his face. "As much as I would respect your choice, you really don't have much of it at the moment. Considering you're pregnant it would be ill of you to let the baby starve."
Glaring at him was a mistake because looking into his eyes I caved. I couldn't look away as I reluctantly took the food and then began eating, which made Kol happy. Yes, I was hungry but taking the food meant we were reconciling, which we weren't. I wasn't letting him think he was getting away with forcing my hand on letting Kaleb's body burn without letting me grieve properly and saying goodbye. Had he just talked to me like a sane person we probably wouldn't be in this situation. Bastard.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize he sat down beside me and then pressed his lips against my neck making me jump out of my skin. I place a hand on his chest as I move away as he smiles.
"Kol," I warned.
"Forgive me, my darling wife. I couldn't help myself, you're really quite attractive when you're angry."
He had that smug look on his face.
"Fuck you," I spat out and moved away.
"Where? Here on the bar or should we go upstairs?"
