Saved By A Mikaelson (Loving a Mikaelson AU)

Chapter 10: One Day

Chapter 10: One Day

Song: Safe in My Hands- Eli Lieb

"It doesn't matter anymore, because I don't want to play anymore. All it does is make you care too much. The more you care the more you have to lose."

-Harry Potter

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The world goes cold and silent. I'm that little girl again. I'm scared. I'm terrified.

He knows my name. He knows my name. He knows my bloody name. 

"Let me out." I whisper.

"Let me out, now.' I say again, louder this time. "Sweetheart - "

"LET ME OUT!" I'm screaming, I'm shaking. I am afraid. The air has left my lungs and I can't breathe. A panic attack. 

"It's on your bracelet."

"What?!" 

"Your name. It's on your bracelet."

Oh. Oh.

I'm so stupid. I'm so, so, stupid. I bought myself a gold bracelet from a shop downtown, one of those with your name in fancy print. 

"Oh my god." I whisper, covering my face with my hands out of pure embarrassment. "I'm such an idiot. I'm sorry. I just thought - "

"You were scared. I'm not mad."

My breathing slows, my heart stops pounding. I'm okay. I'm okay. 

My face is hot and my cheeks are red.

"I'm sorry for scaring you."

I blink. I force myself out of my terror state. "Good." I snap. 

He laughs. "Back to normal, I see."

I roll my eyes. "Do you think it's funny to scare the crap out of me? Do you think you're funny?! How would you like it if I - "

"I think that's the second time within the hour you've said that." He interrupts me with a laugh.

"You pushed me off the bridge!"

"Actually, I caught you."

"Whatever." I scowl.

What a douche.

I yawn again, physically and emotionally exhausted.

 "Go to sleep, love."

"No. I don't trust you. Love." I spit back, mocking his accent.

He grins, amused at my antics. I don't want him to be amused. I want him to shut up.

I really don't understand. There are plenty of girls who would die to be in my position. Alone with a hot guy in a car. Why does it have to be me? I'd rather be sleeping in the bloody woods.

"Do you do this often?" I ask. "Pick up random girls from the side of the road?" 

"No, not really. You're the first." He says with a laugh.

"I'm flattered." I growl.

"Do you pick up random girls from the side of the road?" He counters.

I roll my eyes at the cheesy and pointless question. "Of course not. And anyway, if I had a car I sure as hell wouldn't be in one with you."

He smirks. "I'm flattered." He mocks in an american accent, getting me back from earlier.

"I hate you." I mumble.

My eyes keep watering, I feel like I might pass out whether I want to sleep or not.

I rest my head against the window, and my eyes drift shut. I can't help it. I'm scared that Kol will do something to me, but I can't go on feeling like a zombie.

I drift off, and I feel myself letting my walls slip away. I'm vulnerable now. It's like I'm giving myself to him. I don't like it. I'm not in control.

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I squint my eyes open just barely, and the sun nearly blinds me.

"Morning."

I jump, startled by the sudden noise. Oh yeah, Kol. I'm in Kol's car. Hooray.

 I sit up, looking around. It's too early for this.

"Where are we?" I mumble.

"Close." He assures me. "You didn't sleep for very long."

"Yeah. It's funny what three years of it will do to you."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah." 

"You should try fifty years sometime."

"Huh?"

"Nevermind." He smirks.

I roll my eyes. Bloody mysterious hidden meaning bastard.

"What's your story, Lacey?" 

I shake my head. "I don't even know you."

"You'd be surprised, you know more about me than most."

"And what do you know about me?"

He shrugs. "I know more about you than you know. More than anyone."

"Stalker."

"Maybe."

"I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."

"You wouldn't believe me even if I did." 

I shrug, my curiousity growing. "Try me."

He laughs. "One day. But I thought you never want to see me again?" He asks with a raised eyebrow. I only smile, looking out the window.

"You don't want to hear my story anyway."

"Try me."

I shake my head. One day.

"I'm not the kid of person you want to know, Kol."

"Neither am I."

"I'm not telling you."

He smirks. "One day."

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After some assuring, I finally get him to agree to drop me off on a random corner. He doesn't know it's random. 

Turns out, that was a very dumb idea. I guess I forgot that I'm actually sort've on the run, and it's broad daylight.

Just my luck, a cop car pulls up. And she just so happens to know my name.

And here I thought I was being discreet.