Imagines

Chained to the Original || Kol M.

28. "Don't fucking touch me!"

29. "You know, it hurt when I realized that you're not in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her."

33. "I hate you because you make me feel like I'm not good enough. I am good enough!"

Song: Sandcastles - Beyoncé / Chained to the Rhythm - Ben Schuller

I watched Kol and Devina dance in the middle of the bar, jealously and hurt ragging through me like a wild fire.

I couldn't believe I let her get between us, I'd known Kol for over seven hundred years, fallen in love with him but couldn't act on my feelings. But he knows a little witch for a year and is love struck. I felt so stupid, so I drank.

I had a problem, tons of them, but at the moment I didn't care that I was drowning, but actually helped drown myself.

I felt the need to smash dishes, take a bat to a car, I needed to destroy something. I clinched my fist, trying in vain to settle the anger, but failed miserably. Instead I shattered the glass I was holding, without realizing it.

There were gasp from the people close to me, I apologized to the bartender that gave me a frightened look, flicking liquor off my hand, I got up and rushed to the door as fast as I could without running.

Just as I get to the entrance door, a hand is on my arm, spinning me around, I'm met with Kol's hazel eyes.

"Don't fucking touch me." I hissed, yanking my arm away from his grasp.

"What is wrong with you?" He asked, trying to control his anger with me.

"A lot of things," my voice emotionless, tears threaned to spill out of my eyes, but I held them bad. "But you wouldn't know that."

I turned around and left, not being able to look at Kol, Devina's judging stares over Kol's shoulders at me. All of it was overwhelming.

I couldn't breathe, holding back my sobs crushed my chest.

"Y/N!" Kol yelled my name, coming after me, wind blowing back my hair.

He grabbed my arm again, hold firmer this time.

"Talk to me Y/N, what going on? Help me understand."

"That's the thing, Kol. How can I talk to you without every time I look at you at want to kiss you, but I can't because you're with Devina." The tears fell and I looked away from Kol, not being able to look at him, but focus my glaze on traffic.

"You know, it hurt when I realized that you're not in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her. And I tried to get you to notice me, but apparently I didn't try hard enough."

"Y/N," Kol stepped towards me, reaching for me, but I stepped back.

"No, I need to say this and get this out." I'm looking him in the eyes by now, tears streamed down my face. "I hate you, Kol. I hate you because you make me feel like I'm not good enough. I am good enough!" My voice strong with anger and then, "I know I'm good enough." The last sentence came out weak, unlike the others, it was as it was saying it to myself, to confirm it, convince myself that I am in fact good enough for Kol Mikaelson.

"Y/N-" he reached out for me yet again, but I push his arm away, my heart breaking further but I had to break the chains that he had on me, and this was the start of it.

"I can't, I can't do this anymore. And by I can't do this anymore, I mean I can't see you, Kol Mikaelson." I said the gut wrenching words, his face crumbled in heart break, but I could give in now.

I turned my back to him, letting fresh tears fall as I walk away for this endless dance I've done for seven hundred years.

I walked away for my best friend, leaving my heart with him.

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