Someone you loved

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{Kol Mikaelson}

(Y/h/c)= Your hair color

Kol had been fighting the urge to sink his teeth into your neck,completely draining you

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Kol had been fighting the urge to sink his teeth into your neck,completely draining you. He had found it harder and harder to control,the witches had put a spell on him. So,that he would always be hungry,until he drained you.

Im going under and this time I fear there's no one to save me

He dropped the third body he had drank from in the past hour,but it didn't help with his hunger. Not even one bit. He growled as the hunger for your blood grew,and when he saw (y/h/c) he didn't think as he sped towards the figure and sunk his teeth into the frame.

Once he drained the blood,not hearing a heart beat he looked down,panicking as the hunger was still there. He looked down it wasn't you. It had been someone who had the same hair color.

This is all it nothing really got  a way of driving me Crazy

He breathed out,pulling his phone out and calling Klaus,not wanting to go to the house just to attack and accidentally kill you.
"Niklaus,would you shit up for a moment! I can't go to the house,(y/n) is there. And the witches have put a spell on me because as (y/n) says 'they are sensitive bitches' and my hunger continues to grow until I have (y/n)'s blood."

He growled,shoving his phone in his pocket,smelling blood before darting off in the direction it was coming from.


I need somebody to heal, somebody to know, somebody to have, somebody to hold

You threw your head back,trying to process what Klaus was saying,but honestly you stopped listening when he said '(y/n)'
"Are you even listening?"

You lifted your head up,rolling your eyes
"Something about...honestly I stopped listening to you when you said '(y/n)'"


It's easy to say,but it's never the same, I guess I kinda liked the way you number all the pain


Kol shook his head,trying to think of something to do so he wouldn't hurt you. He couldn't think of a spell or something to make the witches take the curse off him. He punched the car in front of him
"I need to figure this out before I hurt (y/n)."






Now the day  bleeds,into nightfall,and you're not here, to get me through it all

Kol watched as the sun raised,and yet his hunger grew. As did his body count. He rolled his eyes,throwing the body onto the pile of them.
"This will not end well."

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