𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 /ə𝒃ɒ𝒎ɪˈ𝒏𝒆ɪʃ(ə)𝒏/ 𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏
𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.
Keziah Rose will always be an abomination to everyone around her. All she knows is loss and disappointment.
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LAYING IN KOL'S ARMS, KEZIAH WAS CONTENT. She had finally acknowledged that she loved Kol and had yet to admit it to him. She wanted it to be perfect and it would be, once she figured out a plan for how to tell him.
His fingers were playing with the ends of her hair as she rested against his chest. It was starting to get late into the day, she was surprised they hadn't moved yet, instead basking in each other's company.
"Not that I don't enjoy you, doll. I need to put a stop to this cure hunt." Kol softly spoke, moving to sit up.
Keziah followed suit, making sure the duvet stayed wrapped around her naked figure. "Don't you mean we?"
"I've got to do this one alone. It may get messy and I don't want you in harm's way."
"Kol, come on, I can help." She begged not wanting him to go alone. She could hold her own.
"No." He turned his back to her as he put on some clothes, his voice full of authority. Kol had never used a tone like that on her.
He faced her again and held her chin in his hand, looking into her eyes. "Darling, we're in this together forever. I want Silas to be stopped today, no matter what. I don't want them finding a way to use you against me. So please—" He pecked her lips, "stay for me."
Keziah found herself nodding along, actually wanting to stay behind. She gave him a long tender kiss.
He made his leave, heading for the bedroom door. "Kol!" She shouted and he turned around. Those three little words were on the tip of her tongue, but she chose something else to say. "Be safe."
"Always for you, doll." Kol winked, leaving the room.
Keziah Rose got dressed and headed downstairs to make some food. She still didn't have much food, so she only managed to make a sandwich. Was there any point in buying more food, when her and Kol tend to never be in Mystic Falls? Would they go somewhere else once this mess was sorted? She hoped so. She loved travelling and being away from the hell of Mystic Falls. Something always went wrong here.
The doorbell rang and she made her way to the front door from the kitchen taking her sandwich with her. She opened the door and there stood Nik, the biggest shit-eating grin on his face.
