Talking with Kol soothed me. We talked about anything and everything. He even mentioned about why he didn't put me back into my room that night, about how vampires have to be invited in, and how vampires can only be killed with wood. Except for an original, in which they can't be killed. He also mentioned how Klaus kept him in a box for all those years, and how he did. Realising it was sun-rise, we both headed back instead. I headed straight to bed; falling to sleep that night with a smile planted on my face.
Waking up that afternoon at 2, I decided to get changed and head out to meet Cami. I missed her. Grabbing a shower, eating some 'brunch' then collecting my phone, money and keys, I head out. Locking up, I exit standing on the bustling street of New Orleans I realised how much I missed this city. Heading to my hired car, I drove to return it, before walking toward Rousseau's. Deciding that I desperately needed to pick up some shift as the trip emptied my pockets significantly!
Arriving, I opened the door, to then be suffocated by an overexcited blonde. "I've missed you" she mumbled into my neck. Releasing me, we went and got a table at the back. After arranging some extra shifts, we caught up. Me telling her about my grandmother and her telling me basically what Kol had already mentioned. "Klaus really does wear down his family. It's like he's so convinced that they're going to leave him, he pushes them away in preparation or daggers them!" She sighed, worrying about Klaus.
"Yeah, Kol mentioned him being pissed at the world again... But you can definitely tell who is the psychologist..." I trailed off with a giggle. This captured Cami's attention, and eyebrow began to raise "when did Kol say anything?" We both stare at each other in confusion. "Last night, I was out on the balcony and so was he... It's not a wide street so we just get talking". Confusion suck into her facial expression even more, " 'get' as in this has happened more than once?". I reply back saying
"Yes, that's why I was in his room before I left. He couldn't put me back in mine after I fell asleep, so he put me in his... It's nice talking to him... It puts me at ease..." I glance up at Cami through my eyelashes, noting that she had a content smile on her face. Replying to my unasked question that she knew that feeling when she talked to Klaus, she said it put her at ease.
After talking with Cami, we both did the late shift. Exhausted, we both headed home, waving as we headed down different streets. Entering my apartment, I changed into something comfortable. And yet again gravitated toward the balcony, curling up on my armchair, I rang my grandma. We spoke about how her recovery, my new place, why I wouldn't tell her where I was staying. That was until she noticed my unusual attitude. "I don't know what you are talking about Grandma, I'm definitely not seeing anyone!" I exclaimed quietly. "Yes you definitely have!" She retaliated, as she went on and on about who he was, until I finally gave in. "Fine, yes I have met someone... But he doesn't like me, and before you have a massive monologue about how 'of course he would like you' and 'you are so beautiful' it doesn't matter. Because I would have to be a princess with magical fairy dust and wings for him to notice me that way" I say, taking a gasp of air after my small rant. Silence... That's what filled the air. Until a couple minutes later she replied calmly "darling, you are gorgeous, no matter what you think! You are so much better than a princess. And if this guy doesn't think that you are beautiful then he's not worth your time and he'll have me to deal with! Your beauty couldn't be faulted, your personality on the other hand..." After that we both cracked up laughing. "Love you too, but I should be going. Thank you, I really miss you! Love you bye". And with that I hung up, staring down at the phone.
"Who was that Evangeline?" A blunt voice broke me out of my thoughts from right next to me. Startled, and shaken I turn to the side to see Kol standing on my balcony with a hard, and yet again unreadable expression. He glared down at me whilst I recovered from my heart attack. "Jesus fucking Christ Kol, you scared the crap out of me! How long have you been standing there?" I exclaim slightly panting from his sudden appearance. "Not long enough to know who was other end of that phone call, who was it?" He almost shouted. Confusion and hurt raked my body not understanding his hostile attitude, realising that Kol could actually kill me. And was very capable of doing so without a blink of an eye. "Evangeline are you going to answer my question or am I going to have to force it out of you". This caused my imagination to run willed with different scenes of my death. "Not that it's any of your business but my Grandma" I huff, standing up I try stomping towards the door hoping that he didn't turn out to be what people warned me about him. Kol had a reputation of a cold-hearted killer, treating people like his personal puppets, not caring about the fact that they are people and have feelings. Fear started to trickle into my body, and as I was about to reach out to grasp the window door; there was a whisk and in front of me was the notorious Mikaelson, blocking me entering. Staring at the floor, unsure as to what the next move was going to be, I peered up to meet his changed
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Why haven't you killed me yet? (Kol Mikaelson)
FanfictieWhere a young, innocent girl seeks salvation in a new city. New Orleans. Little did she know that where she sought this safety, is actually infested with the supernatural. Will this move to the festival city be a good one, or bad?
