Imagines

They Don't Know Us || Kol M.

81. "Stay awake, please."

Requested by anon

Song: Green Mile - SZA

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With Kol, you'd never know what's going to happen next. Usually it's dates at cute little restaurants where there's tables outside and fairy lights in the trees, or perhaps picnics in a clearing of a forest. Or I could just be sitting at home, and he decides that he wants sex, so we fuck. And surprises when I get home from work.

This one surprise I didn't get to figure out.

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"I'll be there in about 15 minutes," I smile into the phone, but still kept my eyes on the road.

"I'll be waiting love," Kol said into the phone. "I love you."

"I love you too," I laughed and hung up. I threw my phone in the passenger seat as one of my favorite songs came on the radio. I turned up the volume as I came up to a stop sign at the same time as this big truck.

He waved me on, letting me go ahead, I smile at him and waved my hand in thanks and lightly press my foot on the gas. As I'm going across the intercession, he too steps on his gas and hits me head on, causing my car to flip.

For split a second I blacked out as my head hit the driver window and next thing I know I'm upside down and the steering wheel's airbag is pressing into my chest. Blood was clotting up in my nose, making it even harder to breathe. The sound of glass crunching underneath boots filled my ears and made my unresponsive body fill with panic - but only in curtain places as for I still couldn't feel a lot of things.

The driver door was ripped off and my seatbelt was undone, my body tumbling to the roof of my car in a pile. My body was dragged out of my broken car, pieces of glass digging into my skin, then I was lifted into the backseat of the truck that hit me.

"Who are you?" I gasped out the question as I met the dark, haunting eyes of my captor.

"You'll find out soon enough," he said, pulling out a syringe filled with clear liquid and stuck it in my neck. My broken body tried to fight him off, but I was no match once his free arm held down my weak arms over my chest, creating an even heavier weight on it. The needle pricked my skin and the liquid filled my blood stream, once he was done, he tossed the syringe somewhere unknown and slammed the backdoor shut; the slam of the driver door was the last thing I heard.

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"Hi, this Y/N, sorry I couldn't reach your call. Please leave your name and-" The voicemail was cutoff as Kol's anger got the best of him and his phone was being fried in his hand then thrown across his bedroom, breaking as it collided with the wall.

Y/N was supposed to be there, drinking chardonnay and laughing with him 30 minutes ago, and he hasn't heard a word from her in 45 minutes besides her recorded voicemail. Kol let out a frustrated scream and started tearing his room apart looking for everything he need to do a locator spell on his beloved.

He spread out a map of New Orleans, candles, her hair brush, and her favorite necklace that Kol had given her but wasn't allowed to wear at work. The Old Latin mixed with French Creole fell from Kol's lips as he sat with his crossed on the floor, the panic and pain Y/N was feeling coming through the spell in waves. The necklace - that was held firmly in his hand - slipped from his palm and landed in the Upper Ninth Ward District.

Once he got the street down the small diamond landed on, he was out the door with a couple of his dark objects in hand and on his way to his love.

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