Bewitched

7

Two months have passed since Kol and Ella's talk. Ella has been battling an inner disagreement with herself as to whether or not she would give Kol another chance. A part of her still felt like she belonged to him, another wanted to believe that it was for the best to just walk away. But no matter what one part of her thought, she did want to be with Kol. She had lost to many people, she didn't want to lose him.

However, Kol grew impatient within those two months. He knew he loved her. But he didn't expect it would take her this long to realize her own feelings for him. The time Ella took may have given her realization but it gave him doubt. Kol started to believe maybe she did move on. Maybe everything she said were true. He began to find pieces of her in other women. Whether it was the same perfume she wore or the way they walked, Kol desperately wanted to find someone else to fill his emptiness.

He was walking out of a coffee shop one day when Ella caught sight of him. He wore a simple outfit, ripped jeans with a white t-shirt topped off with a leather jacket. He was smiling and hadn't noticed her yet. As Ella was about to confront her feelings to him, the person in front of her moved and she realized why he was smiling. He was with someone else. A brunette  styled in black jeans, a flowy blouse, and boots. She was gorgeous. And Ella couldn't help but tear up at the thought that could have been her if she hadn't been too late. She walked away from the  scene and into her room to gather some things of her past.

* * * * *

When Kol arrived home, he noticed an odd box with a letter placed on top of it on the coffee table that had not previously been there when he left. On the letter was his name written in cursive handwriting. He knew who's handwriting it was. However, he didn't know why. He opened it.

18 March 2015
My dearest Kol,
Here contains letters I never sent. Letters of the past I ran from. You deserve to know what I felt when you left. I wanted to send it but I never did. I blamed it on how I didn't know where you were so I didn't know where to send it to. Maybe I just used that as an excuse because I never had the courage to send them. I wanted to tell you I love you. I still do. But after seeing you today outside the coffee shop with another girl and moving on, maybe I have to move on, too. But what I want to know is why? Why didn't you wait for me like you said you would? I waited for you for months in London but you never showed. This is the last thing I have for you that would maybe allow me to move on. I will be leaving New Orleans. I don't know where or for how long. But I wanted you to know. I love you, goodbye.

Maybe we'll meet again one day,
Ariela Parker

Something inside Kol stung a bit. He didn't know how to react. She loves him. But she's moving on, she's leaving. Kol didn't want to process it so he just decided to open the box and read her thoughts.

29 December 2013
Kaleb,
It's been 21 days since you left without a word. They say it takes 21 days to break a habit, but here I am, still craving your touch. I thought that maybe you'd come back. I still go there everyday hoping you would be there. I would have written sooner, but I thought you would have wanted space. Please come back. I'm sorry.

Ariela

12 January 2014
Kaleb,
It's 2am right now and all I can think about is you. I deserve to know why you left. I deserve to know why I wasn't good enough for you to even have an explanation. You destroyed me. You made me see the world differently. Better. Then you left and I could never see the world the same. I guess destruction really does disguise itself as beauty.

Ariela

30 January 2014
To you,
Could you not see how much you've changed me? You took a broken girl, fixed her, and somehow managed to break her into nothing. You've painted colors to a world I thought was monochrome. You taught me about love. Then you taught me heartbreak. I never even got the chance to tell you I love you before you broke me.

Me

Kol couldn't read the rest of the letters. He realized that even from the start, he lied to her when he saw the letters written to Kaleb.

"Damnit!" Kol yelled as he threw the box off the table.

* * * * *

"What do you mean she's gone?" Klaus said angrily.

"I mean, she's not in her room. None of her stuff is. Everything is gone, as if she was never here." Davina said disappointedly.

"Damnit! Where's Kol? He must know what happened to her. He must've done something." Marcel slammed the table and got up.

"Sit down. I'll go talk to him and see if he knows anything." Davina spoke calmly as she left.

* * * * *

When Davina walked in Kol's apartment she noticed the disarray that occurred as if there was an earthquake.

"Woah, what happened in he-- Kol!" She noticed as he was on the ground.

"She left! She left and it's all my bloody fault!" Kol said as he threw things across the room.

"Yes, I know she left. Did she leave anything that may say where she is?" Davina said softly to calm him down.

"No. She just left me that box!" He pointed to the beaten box on the ground that spilled letters. Davina scanned through the letters.

"Woah..." She sighed.

"She loved me! Even back then and I knew! I knew how I felt about her and I never told her!" He beat himself over it.

"Why didn't you say anything?" She asked.

"Because I'm a coward. I never told her anything and now she left! Why do I keep messing things up?" Kol looked up at her with glassy eyes.

"Hey, hey. We'll find her." Davina tried comforting him.