Keeping My Distance

thirty

"You! Asshole!" I shout, pushing Kol who doesn't look like Kol.

He stumbles back a bit, his face surprised and amused at my anger.

"Alive! You've been alive this entire time! And all you have the audacity to say to me is, 'we are long overdue for a chat'?!" My voice raises pitch in my anger, my British accent to mock him was not great in my fit of rage.

People standing by stop to stare for a few seconds before my glare sends them on their way.

"Listen, darling-"

I cut him off, grabbing him by the forearm and dragging him across the street back to the Mikaelson compound.

"No! You don't get to 'darling' me, Kol!" I growl at him.

"I like this new Evelyn, very feisty," he smirks as I let go of him with a scoff.

Stefan and Elijah stand up from the couch they were lounging on in the corner.

"So, you found him," Elijah smiles at me.

Stefan eyes Kol up, like the competition. Which makes me even more irritated given that Stefan can't even remember our relationship.

I glare at Elijah now, and point between the two brothers,

"Why on earth did no one let me know about this months ago?"

Elijah raises his eyebrows at my glare,

"Kol asked me not to. He was angry at you for turning into a vampire."

I spin to Kol, who looks smug,

"You're not allowed to be mad at me."

"Evelyn, you are so moronic. It's actually comical how you just dive head first into decisions without thinking of the long term effects-"

I cut Kol off again, grabbing him by his shirt collar. My fangs come out, my eyes blur red with anger and passion.

This is the first time I've been this close to his face in almost a year. But it wasn't his real face. So it was easy to be filled with anger instead of lust.

"Shut. Up."

The words are hard and leave no room for argument.

I can see I've planted fear in him. His eyes waver from mine and flash to Elijah, for help, who looks to be enjoying himself.

"I think I hate you," I tell the man I love.

Once again, I say something completely opposite to how I truly feel.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that," Kol smiles gently at me,

"Let me go, Eve. Let's talk this through."

I relax at his tone, and let go of him. Stepping back and taking a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, I'm an arse," Kol apologizes, his voice sincere.

I cross my arms over my chest,

"I'm sorry you're an arse too."

Elijah checks his phone since it beeps loudly,

"I have to go help Hayley with the werewolves," he turns to Stefan,

"Care to join me? I think these two need a moment alone."

Stefan looks to me, asking silently if I'm okay.

I nod at him. And he follows after Elijah, leaving the compound.

"You look stupid," I tell Kol as he sits on the couch.

I take a seat across from him in an plush vintage arm chair.