Why haven't you killed me yet? (Kol Mikaelson)

Chapter 2

A few weeks has past since the Klaus incident, now it just seemed like a memory as I hadn't seen him since he left that first night. Not much had changed, except for that me and Cami have become really close. When we are not at work together, then we are there for each other's shifts, or we are at hers, or we are at mine. We have bonded over stories about each other growing up, she even told me about the heartbreaking story of her brother becoming ill and killing himself and others in the church. I regret the fact that Cami is being so open with me, she's telling me everything about herself and I'm not doing the same. I haven't told her about he fact that I'm only in New Orleans because I'm running from my deranged father, if you can still call him that, who pointed a gun at me and forced me to either have a bullet through my skull or deal his drugs, do his running for his bets and let myself get sold by my own blood to the highest bidder. And I definitely haven't told her that I'm 16. Guilt courses through me every time she opens up to me. However, can I allow myself to trust? Can I open up enough in this city to make it my home? Can I trust her not to let it get out that I'm here? Can I trust her not to tell people my age? Can I trust her?

We decided to go out and buy some breakfast, after our tediously long shift the night before. We sat by the wall, me facing the door, eating our delicious food when we were interrupted. There stood above us was Klaus, with what I can comprehend as his signature smirk on his lips. He stood with another man, suit clad. They both grabbed a chair and pulled them next to us, Klaus seemed gravitated towards Cami with a foolish grin plastered on both of there faces. And I'm technically the teenager around here! This was soon broken by Mr Suit who cleared his throat.
"Now this is the girl I mentioned, immune to compulsion. Intriguing really. Doesn't wear vervain therefore brother there doesn't seem like a logical explanation."
My face was clearly showing that I was utterly bamboozled. However what irked me was that Cami wasn't in this state of confusion, her face showed that she was mortified, as was Mr Suit.
"Well, brother if she is immune to compulsion how do you suppose we erase this intrigue out of her head?" He stated  his emotions were openly mixed. As Cami started to have a go at Klaus, I decided that I'm not going to be treated like I'm not here... So I interrupted
"Would someone like to explain what is going on?"
"Well love... To shorten it down... I'm a vampire, and original one if we are being specific, and so is my brother here, as is the rest of my family. Elijah here, my little sister Rebekah, my brother Kol who is an original vampire as well as it seems a witch as he was risen from the dead, my oldest brother Finn whom is slightly dead, we aren't quiet sure really as he is stuck in a necklace because he's being lightly more psychopathic than me, which really is saying something, and oldest my sister Freya who has just come into the family as we all thought she was dead but was actually being kept by our now dead aunt, she's a witch but was kept asleep for years so isn't immortal however was just kept young for a couple centuries. And then there is my little brother Henrik, who I saw mauled to death by werewolves when we were young almost 1000 years ago but actually was brought back to life with a spell that we didn't think worked but actually did but kept him asleep for an undetermined amount of time, making him age to approximately 18-19 but then turn into an original vampire also. The there is me, the bastard, the original hybrid. Now us vampires can have its ups, one of which is compulsion where humans are forced to do what we say, and originals can do this over vampires but that's not really relevant at this moment. But it always works unless they have this plant called vervain which is toxic to us vampires, and it also avoids people from said compulsion. However you don't need it. You are immune, and I want to know how?"
I stopped, I stared, I blinked. I also noticed this wasn't new information to Cami. I then, apparently expectedly, bolted away from these nuttjobs, unprofessional term however it seemed to fit these circumstances, I reached the door and exited.

Only to be stopped by Elijah.
"I'm sorry love, I'm sorry for his futile behaviour, he's like that sometimes. Alright, all the time. And I know this is a lot to sink in, if you believe him that is. Do you?"
"This is absurd, he's just given a massive monologue to me about things that I've grown up knowing to be impossible. How can I just believe what a man who just openly admitted to being a psychopath?" I breathlessly rant. I look up to him with wary eyes. Yet he seems different to the rest of them, there's some gnawing feeling in my gut that wants me to trust him, believe him which goes against everything  in my nature, what I've taught myself to do. I gaze up at him hopelessly. He steps toward me cautiously, as if I'm a wild animal, that will take flight if he scares me.
"Let me take you back to the compound, Klaus and Cami are already there. We can talk this through in a more civilised manner? The compound is opposite your apartment, so you can go home easily if you need." Excepting begrudgingly, in a blink of an eye I was quite literally whisked away from under my feet. To then be stood in a room cluttered with people in the compound. After the slight nausea had passed and my senses had come back slightly, I turned to Elijah with an accusing look
"How the fuck do you know where I live?" I glared at the vampire, then to question how I'm being so utterly stupid at glaring at a vampire that I had just found out about. How am I not in tears or screaming or actually reacting?

With a smooth smirk, he looked at me and said
"why wouldn't I research into a girl that has rebelled against the supernatural without even knowing?"
"Evangeline Harper, aged 21, recently moved here and has a liking to books... The Great Gatsby seem to be one of your favourite." Klaus stated with his annoyingly infamous smirk.
"How is it that I'm not surprised that some stranger knows me without me ever meeting them?" I question, exhaustion clear in my voice.
Elijah chuckled at me and started to label the people around the room, it seems to be all of the people that Klaus mentioned in his monologue, as well as a Marcel. Whoever the heck that is. I abruptly turned around grabbed a glass of some alcohol that was in a jar at the side, and downed it. Placed it onto the side with a slight slam, just for effect, and then plunked myself down in a armchair. Drained from the ridiculous day, expecting to wake up at any moment to find its all a dream. But this was no dream, or nightmare to that effect.
"Before everything starts I have one question for you darling?" The use of darling made a warm small smile to grace my lips remembering my grandma, missing her.
"Go for it, Kol?" I decided that I was going to be out with it all, they were supernatural after all I'm sure they wouldn't call him.
"How are you handling this so well, even for being 21 you are so... Different... How are you handling it so well love?" His roguish gin, seemed to grab my attention, making me feel somewhat welcome. Oddly.
"I guess I'm used to monsters, so finding out they're real isn't really that big of a surprise".  I say, feeling almost empty inside.
"Deep" Cami stated from across the room, approaching me, and had a pleading look in her eye as she asked for forgiveness for not telling me what was infested in this city. Remorse was clear in her eyes and as much as this would of irked me at any other time. I realised and stated,
"I would be a hypocrite if I didn't forgive you".