Blue Jeans

love you more than those bitches before

After Milan, they were in London, the Mikaelson family's hometown, the place where they spent the majority of their lives. Caroline and Bonnie got to see more of their pasts than they ever dreamed of seeing. It was unbelievable. It was breathtaking. It was horrifying.Bonnie and Kol were on their way towards the cinema, she finally managed it to talk him into watching City of Ashes with her. She really loved the books and she liked the movie as well. Ever since she knew that the Supernatural existed her fascination with fantasy and sci-fi novels had grown. Kol wasn't happy to be dragged into a dark room full of people where she wasn't even willing to make out with him."Kol?" a female's voice which didn't belong to Bonnie drowned the noise of the crowd they were in. Kol and Bonnie stopped dead in their tracks. He was looking for the source of his name and as he found it his face fell."Melissa," he said, swallowing hard. As Bonnie was about to ask who Melissa was the red head already found them and was on her way towards them. And she was pretty. Who did Bonnie try to fool she wasn't pretty, she was fucking gorgeous.It's not like she hadn't met a lot of beautiful girls throughout the past weeks who befriended her boyfriend and sure as hell had sex with him, but Kol never reacted like that when he met one of them. He was stiff and shocked and everything but delighted to see this Melissa girl."I missed you, silly," she said, ignoring Bonnie completely. She slung her arms around his neck and pressed her lips on his'. Bonnie stared at them, jealousy coursing through her veins. Kol seemed to be frozen in place. After a few seconds he broke the kiss, laughing awkwardly."Melissa, meet my girlfriend Bonnie," he said, wrapping his arm around Bonnie's waist. Bonnie tried to breathe evenly, tried to control herself, she's never been a jealous person after all. But Kol was her boyfriend, and nobody but her was allowed to kiss him like that, especially not some strange girl."Hey, I'm Melissa!" she introduced herself, extending her hand. Bonnie took it and shook it. She felt the magic coursing through her, felt it boiling right beneath the surface."Maybe the three of us could meet later today and have some fun?" Melissa suggested, winking at them. Bonnie took a sharp breath as Kol stiffened at the request."I'll just act like I never heard that," Bonnie mumbled, turning towards Kol with one raised eyebrow."Melissa, when I say girlfriend, I mean girlfriend like in a monogamous serious relationship. I belong to Bonnie," he explained. Kol looked at Bonnie, an apologetic look on his face. Bonnie sighed and rolled her eyes at him, leaning against his broad chest with her back.Melissa furrowed her brow, narrowing her eyes at Bonnie. "You have to be kidding me. You've never been in a serious relationship for the past millennium and some random girl has you wrapped around her finger?" she asked, throwing her hair over her right shoulder. Before Kol could utter one single word, Bonnie spoke up."I'd be careful with what I'm saying, Melissa. First of all, he's not kidding. We are a couple and you can get used to it. Secondly, I am not some random girl, I am a witch. And last but not least, I'd never insult a Bennett witch if I were you." Bonnie hissed, concentrating on her."Especially when she's on Expression," she added, giving her an aneurysm. Melissa gritted her teeth and held her head, trying to come off calm when she felt like she was being killed right then and there."Stop," Kol whispered into Bonnie's ear, snapping her out of her concentration. The spell broke instantly and Melissa gasped for air, massaging her temples with wide eyes."We don't want to kill her, do we?" he asked, searching for the tiniest bit of sympathy in Bonnie's eyes. He didn't find any, but he found mercy."Be happy that Kol wants you to live," Bonnie said before she turned and walked off."Bonnie!" Kol shouted, running after her.Bonnie didn't turn, she just kept her pace and walked away from him. Why the hell was she crying, let alone walking away from him? Nothing happened – right? They just met a former sex toy of him and there was a misunderstanding, not more, not less. But she lost control and really wanted to kill Melissa. And Kol of all people had to stop her. He'd stopped her from saving a former lover of his'. It was fucked up and Bonnie was mad at herself.She walked along the Thames, searching a spot where nobody was. She slid down on a rough wall of a building, sitting on the cold hard ground. She didn't notice that the thin material of her shirt was torn in the process, neither did she realize that the wall left scratches on her back.A few seconds later Kol arrived, he sat down in front of her. He brushed her hair out of her face and looked at her, looked into her beautiful green eyes."Bonnie," he whispered, leaning his forehead against hers. She closed her eyes as tears silently made their way over her cheeks."I love you. And only you." he whispered, his breath fanning her face, "I didn't stop you from killing Melissa because I still have feelings for her, I stopped you because you'd hate yourself for killing her."Bonnie opened her eyes, looking up at him. "She's in love with you." she deadpanned."I know." he replied."Has she ever told you?" Bonnie asked, her voice breaking at the end of the question.Kol nodded his lips a thin line.Bonnie took a deep breath, to calm her frantic heartbeat. "You know that I love you more than any of them?" she clarified, even if it sounded more like a question.Kol smiled at her and laid his hands upon her cheeks. He brushed the remaining tears away and kissed her softly. Bonnie returned it."I know you do," he whispered against her lips.Big dreams, gangster.Said you had to leave to start your life over.I was like no please, stay here.We don't need no money, we can make it all work.After this incident, Kol and Bonnie spent more time together than usually.They talked more often than they had sex or they just cuddled up and watched a movie or something alike. They actually had a pretty normal relationship and Bonnie was happy with it. Kol loved her, he loved what they had, but he missed his former lifestyle. He missed being badass, killing people, ruining other people's lives. He missed the chase, the torture, he missed the pleading look of his victims.But he loved Bonnie. So he decided not to tell her.Of course Bonnie noticed that something was wrong and when she asked him about it, he changed the topic, not wanting to scare her away. She loved him, all of him, and he didn't want to destroy the picture she had of him. He told her about his cruelty, about the things he and his brothers had done. But she never saw him like he described it. She never saw him enjoying the torture or the chase and he didn't want her to. It went on like that for months, and it tore Bonnie apart. She became desperate and talked to everybody about it, tried to find out what was wrong, and finally got it when Klaus told her what possibly could be wrong with him, what Kol didn't tell her. And she was horrified, but she was willing to do anything for him.So one day, when Kol came back to her home from shopping groceries, he was nice enough to do that and he knew what she ate so it wasn't exactly that bad, Bonnie was nowhere to be found. Everything he found was a note she left to meet him at the old Lockwood cellar.She waited for him, she asked Klaus to help her prepare everything, and there she sat in the middle of a pool of blood, victims chained to the walls. They were murderers, human beings who killed others, who wanted to harm others. Bonnie wasn't alright with killing them at all, but better them than them innocent girls who didn't find their way home at night. Klaus compelled them to listen to her every command and that's how she was able to set everything up.When Kol came downstairs he couldn't stop his fangs from elongating, couldn't stop the blood from filling his eyes. He stared Bonnie, at Bonnie who waited for him in the middle of the room. Her hands shook because of what she had done and the skirt of the dress she wore was soaked with blood."Bonnie," Kol whispered, walking towards her. She took a deep breath and looked up at him, the eyes of her victims following his steps, watching the scene in compelled silence. His veins were prominent beneath his eyes, and his eyes, they were crimson red. The knife she held slipped out of her hands and she laid her bloodstained hands upon his cheeks."Kol," she whispered, pressing her lips against his'. He tried to break the kiss, but she was persistent and he was dizzy so he gave in. As she slipped her tongue into his mouth, she felt his fangs."Why?" he asked hoarsely as she traced the outline of his lips with her fingers."I know that you miss it, that you miss this," she whispered. His eyes showed his surprise."I know that you miss it and I don't want you to hide your nature from me." she added, removing her finger."But these are innocent-" he argued, but she interrupted him, "They are murderers. They would've raped innocent girls. They raped innocent children. I'm fine with it."Kol looked at her, searched her green eyes for an ounce of doubt, of regret, of fear, but he found none of it. And it scared him, Bonnie love scared him and he loved it. It was thrilling that she was the one in power, the one who made a massacre, the one who had the power to do so."I love you, Bonnie Bennett." he whispered and kissed her passionately."I love you, Kol Mikaelson." she replied as she broke their kiss.She took a step back and motioned towards one of the men hanging on the walls. She looked at him and smiled sweetly as she allowed one of them to speak, to move, told him to do everything possible to flee.