Chapter 2

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Klaus looks at his brother with a questioning look all over his face. He knows exactly what Elijah is talking about. But he did not show it at all.

'What do you mean, Elijah?' Klaus asked. 'You are much aware of what I'm talking about, Niklaus. I will not allow you to let yourself get killed, not for her'. Klaus looks at him with anger. 'Excuse me brother, but I never asked for your permission.'

'Are you out of your mind, Nik?' The blonde Original vampire shows up.

'Rebekah' Klaus says.

'I don't want to hear a word Nik. You're willing to kill yourself for what? A random girl, you used to fancy!' she ended up yelling.

'She is not a random girl sister, and I want you to respe-'

'Yes brother, we have already heard the story, that you love her, which I hardly believe. I believe that the girl that you love brother is Camille, who is downstairs walking around the living room nervously thinking of how she could possibly change your mind.'

Which is true, for the record. The bartender, is waiting for Klaus, to try and change his mind. They had been through a lot together, and he did not think, even in the slightest what pain he can cause her with killing himself. She has, complicated feelings for him, and everyone knows that, even Klaus himself.

Klaus enters the living room and his siblings follow. 'Camille' he says. She turns around and looks at him. 'Klaus' she walks towards him. 'Please tell me that it's not true. Tell me that Marcel lied to my face, tell me that you won't kill yourself!' she says. 'Don't bother Camille, he seems like he has taken his decision" Rebekah says.

'I would like some time alone with Camille" they hybrid said, turning just a bit his head, not looking at Camille, neither at his siblings. Elijah nods, and after he grabs his younger sister's hand, he disappears. Klaus turns to Camille. 'Look Camille" he takes her hands. She looks in his eyes, not knowing what to say, waiting desperately for his following words. She hopes he will promise to never leave her, but by judging his tone, she already knows what he will say, and it will be nothing that she is going to like.

'Klaus' she's the one that talks. 'Please don't do it. If you still have some feelings for me, you won't do it' she says and looks right in his eyes, waiting for his answer. 'Camille, I've made my decision. I expect you to let me go. I know the feelings you have for me, and it would be a terrible lie If I said that they are not' he makes a pause 'mutual' he finally says. 'Klaus? Do you remember, three years ago, when you took me to Mystic Falls?' she asks. His memories from those days pass through his mind as he is answering 'Of course I do. How could I forget?' he said avoiding any eye contact. 'Look at me Klaus, please' she says and Klaus looks at her. 'That day you told me that you would never leave me, Klaus. That you would stay with me. What about those promises you-' Klaus stops her. 'Camille, please stop. I know I've given some promises, that I cannot keep I'm afraid. I'm sorry, Camille.' She looks at him. 'You are such a disappointment . You are a waste of time, Klaus!' she yells at him. 'You are nothing to me anymore. For all I care you can rot in hell' she says, turns around and walks to the exit of the compound. 'Camille it pains me hearing that. Please don't leave and let's have a talk' he says but she does not care. She walks out of the compound, and even if he was seeking for a last look of her face, a promise that after many many years they will find each other, in peace, she did not turn. He looks at the door, though her figure has disappeared. He sits on the couch, after he took a bottle of his favorite wine, and drank, till he let himself sleep on the couch, even though he could just stay awake for eternity, he chose to forget everything and find some kind of peace, even for some hours.

* in New York *

Davina is in her kitchen, cleaning. It is almost afternoon, when she hears keys on the door. 'Kol?' she asks from the kitchen while she washes her hands. 'Yes love, it is me' he answers from the living room, that he just entered. She walks there, and looks at him. 'Where the hell were you Kol?' she asks waiting for a logical explanation. 'I am sorry Davina, I lost track of time. I started with feeding, and ended up walking around. I know, I should have texted. It won't happen again' he says quickly. She chuckles. 'Kol, relax, I was just a bit worried. Everything is fine' she smiles. He smiles back. He leans and kisses her, like he does every single time they don't spend a morning together. She kisses him back, and he pulls her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her waist, smirking. She stops the kiss and chuckles. 'Sorry for killing the mood, I'm gonna be late for work.' He chuckles. 'Come on love, it's not such a big deal. I don't even get why you go to work. You don't need to leave me here alone for so many hours' he complains. 'You'll live' she says grabbing her jacket. 'Besides, I want to.' She takes her handbag and kisses him on his cheek. 'See you tonight' she says. 'Okay,' he nods 'be careful.' She smiles, 'I will be.' She wears her jacket. She unlocks the door and looks at Kol, smiles a little and walks out, as Kol looks every move of her till the door closes, and he sits on the couch. His phone rings, and he takes it out of his back pocket, checks who is calling him.

Not in the mood Elijah

He thinks and declines the incoming call from his older brother. But Elijah seems rather persistent. He calls, again and again, till Kol gets annoyed. He picks up the phone. 'Elijah I am in no mood for family drama, thank you for calling' he ends the call not giving time to Elijah to talk. He turns off his phone, and walks to the room where Davina does all her spells, the room next to their bedroom, where they keep some blood bags, in a mini fridge, just in case. He opens the door, and walks to the mini fridge. He takes a blood bag, and walks out of that room, closing the door behind him. He walks in the living room, and sits down. He starts draining the blood bag, when he feels an annoying itch on his leg, where his pants' pocket is. He puts his hand in his pocket, and takes out a note. 



That was the second part. I hope you like it <3                                                                                                         

                                                                                                 


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