"No!" My plea went unnoticed as the White Oak stake, completely indestructible thanks to Esther and her cursed magic, was thrust into the one person I held dearest to my heart's heart, immediately bringing about a scream of pain from between the lips that I swear I had only touched moments before.
His beautiful brown eyes flickered towards my teary coffee tinted hues moments before his body burst into flames, arms flailing about as he tried blindly to put himself out, however it seemed doomed as his still aflame and smoking deceased form plummeted to the floor and became no more.
The tears that I had barely managed to pull back burst through my mental blockage and a wail of pure agony sprang forth from my lips, my form crumbling to the floor, the pair of arms that had previously been holding me captive quickly let me go, my knees took the brunt of my fall but the pain their connection to the hard wood caused was lost to the pain of losing him.
Kol, my first real and true love, he meant everything to me and now he was gone. What did I have to live for now? For my family, for my friends?! No, they were all nothing to me now, everything always revolved around my perfect older sister, everyone else was shoved aside, their pain pushed to the back burner to make room for hers. It sickened me.
Agonizing sobs wracked through my entire being as my tear soaked eyes stared at his lifeless body, his flesh seared away into absolute nothing but a charred husk of my former love, a metaphorical fist clenched tightly at my vital organ; my heart, that hand belonged to none other than Elena Gilbert, my sister, my blood, and now; my enemy. How could she do this to me? Mere hours before, she had sworn to me that they would find another way to complete Jeremy's mark, to finish the map towards the Cure to my sisters curse, but she lied to me, and now I cursed her existence. Everything was always about Elena, why couldn't she let anyone else be happy for once? Why couldn't I come first for once? Why couldn't what I wanted, what any one else but Elena wanted, matter for once. Why was she so freaking special that the rest of us were reduced to nothing but maggots at everyone's feet.
My entire being shook painfully as the tears were torn from behind my eyes to fall at the floor of my childhood home, I didn't want to feel any more pain or heartache or happiness. . . All that I felt anymore was the blood boiling hatred that I held for my sister, for everyone whom helped her in Kol's demise, they were dead to me. They no longer mattered, all that mattered now was one thing and one thing only. . .
Revenge.