The Original Ripper

Chapter 30: "I'm not scared, not of dying"

Stalking into Hayley Marshall's room with a smirk seeing her playing with a wedding dress; snapping her eyes to Hayley's she smiled. "I never got to really talk with you huh wolf girl? No matter. You'll look beautiful, I to hope the sanctioned marriage provides you with a blissful happiness for as long as it can." Layla commented with a kind smile and Hayley looked confused.

"I have no idea what you just said but thank you." Hayley gave her a welcoming smile.

"Remember no matter how passionate and exciting the relationship is, you will never find more comfort than in one that makes you feel safe and secure and eventually happy. You will live forever; you have a whole eternity to chase exciting. Settle for sturdy." Layla tried to give her some advice.

"You talk as if you know from experience." Hayley stated. Layla walked over to her doing Hayley's hair, forcing her to sit down.

"I knew how it felt once. From the first moment he saw me vampire face and all he thought he'd never seen something more enchanting." Layla informed her with a kind smile.

"Thank sounds beautiful." Hayley commented.

"It was and I don't know you that much but I want you to know happiness since you won't get much of it with this family." Layla joked hugging Hayley and then she sat in the wedding watching the two. She remembered her wedding how pure and beautiful it had been. Watching the two wolves in front of her she thought of it as pure and beautiful. They all then danced down the streets with the newly married couple and she picked up her long gold dress flouncing around. She then saw Kol and walked up to him and the two were sitting in her bedroom drinking on the balcony. "Why did you call me here Kol?" Layla asked with a small grin. Kol remembered the last time he saw that true grin. It was a thousand years ago but he remembered his sisters gleeful smile always and forever. He'd promised her forever but he couldn't be selfish with this.

"I...Layla, I'm but I got to go again." Kol shared in a barely auditable whisper. Layla looked over to him quickly her mind in denial. "Fin, he hexed me, I'm dying, I thought I had more time sister. Trust me I wish I had more time. I am sorry Layla. I didn't want to; I didn't want to have to leave you." Kol whispered reaching out for her hand. Layla quickly moved away looking at him with guarded eyes.

"No! No you promised you'd never lie to me Kol. You promised you'd never lie to me. Why are you lying?" Layla's voice boomed as her anger flared. Kol gripped her shoulders keeping her in the same place as tears began to well up in his eyes.

"I didn't want to die Layla. I'm not lying. I am so fucking sorry." Kol whispered and Layla tried to shove him away no longer stronger than him and struggled as he gripped her tightly as she broke down. The fears began to fall like rain cascading down her paled face. Kol held onto her tightly smoothing down her hair as she kept hitting his stomach in anger. She looked up at him her eyes pained.

"Why do I always have to lose you?" Layla whispered in her drowning sadness. Brushing some hair out of her face Kol sniffled.

"Trust me Layla, I wish it wasn't me anymore than you do. I love you sister; I can't remember a time when you weren't by my side in some way. Always having my back, I watched over you the first time I died. No one grieved me harder then you did. And I wish you didn't. So do yourself a favour, don't grieve for me because I'm coming back somehow. Don't cry Layla I'm coming back." Kol promised Layla as she buried her face into his chest letting out muffled sobs as her tears stained Kol's shirt.

"I don't want you to leave me Kol, I've been so lost lately, having you around, it makes me feel perfect. Please don't go brother." Layla cried out looking up at him.

"I wish I could have told you earlier sister, I just wish I had more time." Kol whispered as Layla moved away from him looking up at him with her tear stained features.

"I'm sorry Kol." Layla whispered turning away from him and running away. She heard Kol calling out her name but as she left she couldn't be around him. She was glad about one thing. She wasn't a vampire. She was human. Blissfully human and she wouldn't feel the pain as intensely as she would have before. As she looked around she could feel all this death, hear all the voices of the dead screaming out to her. Begging her to help begging her to listen; as Layla shut her hands over her eyes she let out an ear piercing scream of the scorned wailing witch. As her screams died down she broke down in a fit of sob. Her phone began to ring she ignored it. Looking at the voice mail it was from Rebekah. She told Layla if she didn't say goodbye to Kol she would never forgive herself. Getting up Layla found herself in front of the group she'd seen in her dream. Running to them she knelt near Kol and Rebekah backed away giving Layla her space.

"I didn't think you'd come." Kol shared fearfully with her tears finally falling down his eyes. Layla brushed the tear away as tears of her own fell onto Kol's pale complexion.

"I didn't think I would come. But I can't live with not saying goodbye to you again. I couldn't, the last time, it ruined me. I love you Kol, I love you." Layla wept resting him in her lap.

"It's okay Layla; I'm not scared, not of dying, not this time." Kol whispered and he then held Davina's hand as Kol began fading. As he faded out Layla clutched him tightly as the tears cascaded down her sick face, scrunching it up she let out a loud wail causing pain to those near as she shook violently with tears for her dead brother. Holding her brothers dead body in his arms for most of the night Klaus took her home and helped her to sleep.

"We'll get our brother back Layla." Klaus promised but she narrowed her eyes.

"You have not felt my pain brother; you know nothing of my pain. I've never turned it off like you, I've never given up like you, I'm strong, I turn my heart to iron so I didn't have to feel this way." Layla whispered crying into her pillow sending Klaus out. The two days she spent her time drinking her nights away. Nothing more could work. She just needed the pain to disappear without doing anything supernatural. Deciding there was only one person who could help her through this she took a plane to Mystic Falls.