KAI PARKER IMAGINES
44. BEYOND YOUR REACH 2/2
Previously: You and Stefan discuss your relationship and he suspects that you still have feelings for Kai. You deny by saying that was in the past is in the past, and you were honest. Stefan admits his love for Elena, after you believed he was trying to make you seem like the one who wasn't being honest, so that he couldn't feel guilty.
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You sat at a bench across the street from Mystic Grill, staring up at the moon. No matter how hard you tried to stop crying over Stefan you couldn't.
You had lied to him straight to his face, even after he admitted to still loving Elena. It seemed fair to tell him that you still loved Kai, but you hadn't. All admitting would have done was show how doomed your relationship with Stefan was at the start.
You tried to tell yourself that maybe it was the transition of becoming a vampire that made you like Stefan. That since your feelings were everywhere and you were trying to control everything, you lost that tight grip on your love.
Whatever it was you hated it, you could never handle guilt well.
So you buried your face into your hands, trying to pull yourself together. You removed her hands from your face, noticing red rose petals floating all around you. Your sniffles got caught in your throat, as you slowly glared around with parted lips.
You watched the rose petals float around you, one slowly making its way down and landed on your lap.
You tried to blink away the blurriness in your eyes from crying, as you picked up the petal from your lap. You laughed softly as your eyes wandered around, trying to find the source of this.
Straight ahead came Kai, smiling at you. "It makes me sad to see you cry." and you laughed out of happiness.
He sat down beside you on the bench, "What's wrong?" he mumbles, staring at you.
"I'm just having a bad day." you murmur, under your breathe. It wasn't Kai's presence that made the melancholy feeling surface in your thoughts, it was Stefan. Apart of you wanted to be satisfied with Stefan choosing Elena over you; because you were in love with Kai, but then the other half actually wanted the relationship to last.
Kai clears his throat as he turns to face you completely, "Let me, Stefan hurt your feelings." and you fiddle with the petal in your lap.
"He doesn't love me."
Kai glares at you in sympathy, it's probably the first time he's ever used it. "That's the great thing about being a sociopath, I'm afflicted by love." he grins, turning away from you and leaning against the bench.
You turn to face him, as he stares off. "There are good things about love."
Kai glares at you, "Like what?"
"For once falling in love." you enlighten, thinking about the first time you fell in love with Stefan.
You felt bad for Kai not being able to love because it seemed like not being able to breathe. He never had someone be there for him and tell him that they love them, and you guessed that he never told anyone he loved them back.
Not being loved or being told you are loved is like not being accepted by anyone. As if nobody cares about your existence or even acknowledges it, it's as if your meaningless. He always seemed beyond your reach, whenever you got to close to him he pushed you away.
You wanted to have a relationship with Kai but he always seemed uninterested.
Kai gives you a sour look, "Falling in love is moronic, don't fall in love because everything that falls gets broken." he mutters, furrowing his eyebrows at the idea of love.
You take a deep breathe and stare into his eyes, "Not if there's something to catch it." you whisper.
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A/n: wow people r actually reading my imagines! Thank you so much! So now that I'm homeschooled..... well online school which is pretty much the same thing, I can update my stories more frequently. But there's no guarantee it's going to be like everyday bc I'll still have loads of hw.
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