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

Chapter 6

Arriving back home at 01:00, I stepped into my apartment. Happiness consumed me, surprisingly as I welcomed the fact that I had accepted this as my home and am prepared to fight to stay here. Taking a big yawn after I unpack, I get changed into some comfy sweats and make my self a snack. After eating, I felt the need to go into my balcony. Butterflies started to dance in my stomach. At the fact that I might see a hot vampire. Vampire. I'm excited to see an original vampire witch. I really should go for a CAT scan! Grabbing my book, I plonk myself on the balcony wall, leaning back against my apartment, legs lying on the wall. I start to read, getting engulfed into the characters. I'm ignorant to said hot original vampire witch enter into his balcony as he began to watch me.

Looking up, I'm startled to see Kol leaning over his balcony watching me with a ghost of a smile. Tucking my hair long blonde behind my ear I look down blushing. "Evangeline Harper, aren't you a sight of bleary and battered eyes" he gazed at me from across the quite narrow street, that was for the moment quiet. Suddenly becoming shy around him in my slobbing sweats. "It's been a while Kol Mikaelson" I say daring a glance up. Silence fell upon us, the slight murmur of movement rattled down below us, however his gaze never seemed to falter. There was something in his eyes that I could never make sense of. Bravingly , I decided to muster up a conversation "Well then, what have I missed?" I asked raising an eyebrow, with a hint of a smile. The glint in his eye strengthened, whilst his face became amused. "Actually love, you missed a fair bit" he began to explain that Klaus had managed to piss off his sister again, by an old friend coming to town. And this caused tensions to rise until he banned Rebekah from seeing this friend, never mentioning his name, and this caused tension between Marcel and Rebekah which of course led to Klaus inevitably being pissed off at the world. While Freya worked endlessly trying to please her new found family, especially Niklaus. "And of course, Cami complained nonstop." His pitch then changing quickly into a higher faker female voice "I miss Ev, when is she coming back? Why won't she answer me? Is she ok, do 'ya think something happened? I miss her!" He ended his speech with an amused eye role and a deep chuckle. This caught my curiosity, I started to fidget on the spot asking "and you?". He paused, looking shocked at my bold question, but questioned the meaning by saying "do you mean what did I do, or... Think about you?".

Having to reconfirm my already gallant question, I wimped out. Deciding to go for the easier question. "What did you do this week, I meant..." I added "... Why would someone like you think of some plain Jane like me" I mumbled incoherently, forgetting for a brief moment that I was speaking to a vampire with supernatural hearing. A bewildered expression crept silently onto his face, until he spoke up and answered the question. "Well love I tried to keep peace in my family, just the usual... You actually were on my mind, as you Eve are no plain Jane..." I looked up from my shy gaze at the ground. "You have no idea how beautiful you are do you? How I've only recently met you, yet you have managed to make me care about you... Which I haven't done, except family, in almost a millennium. I've flirted, I've used, but cared. That's a knew one... How come you left... Last week, from my room?" His gaze penetrated my skin, as if he was looking into my soul. Looking him in the eye, I answered him "I was embarrassed, it's not something I usually do..." His cheeky grin consumed you, as if warming your bones. "What the waking up in a mans bed or the barely crying part?". Humiliated by his implication. I scoffed at him saying that the first part was non of his business, which he ever-so-slightly tensed at. Invisible to the human eye therefore it went unnoticed by me. I also said "the crying part, I don't let people see that side of me... At all really" I fall off in thought. Kol snapped me back to reality when saying "and why is that love?" This question stilled me. Christopher.

That was why. The way he laughed after he got his payment. My father, Christopher, would make me pay rent, extra rent to him, pay for his food ( as I wasn't allowed to eat in the house), and pay for his alcohol and drugs. I would have to go to school during the day as often as I could afford, then work straight through the night to head to school again. If I didn't manage to get him everything he demanded he would beat my little brother. Everyday I would be met with a punch, kick, push down the stairs, however I made it my mission in life to protect my baby brother. Little Luca had meningitis, this cut his life to an abrupt end before it had really begun. I remember the touch of his skin as I held him in the hospital the day he died. How his skin went from rose coloured silky texture, to a dull off white and cold temperature. I would never forgive myself for not managing to escape my father quick enough to get him there to be saved. After that day, I ran. I kept on running and to this day I am still running from him. His shadow always creeping up on me every now and again. I want to settle down now. I want time to relax. I want friends. I want a steady job.

I need a home.