AN: Alright chapter 2! I'm not sure how fast I'll be at uploading chapter 3, I think the first few chapters will be updated fast. This chapter has a lot of the Kol/OC that I was excited to write about, but it's almost all flashbacks. Hopefully, the first chapter didn't scare you guys away. Plus chapter one was around 900 words, chapter two is over 2600 words. This chapter takes place in 3X11. Comments and suggestions are much welcomed! Absolutely anything is fine, tell me what you like, what you hope for, or how I should change the summary. The reviews are probably one of the few things that will motivate me to write, because I know a few chapters down the road I usually get writers block. In addition, to anyone who wouldn't mind hearing potential spoilers please PM me! I have a few ideas on how I want to take the OC and plot and would love to hear your opinions! Enjoy, R&R.

Disclaimer: I don't own TVD, I only own Charlotte.

You're no good for me but baby I want you - Lana Del Rey

Mystic Falls1864

"Please enlighten me on why I'm here again"

"Because father said so Charlie."

"No Damon, it's because father wants me to meet the suitors so he can marry me off for a dowry of either land or money, maybe even both," Charlotte complained. She would have continued her rambling but noticed her eldest brother wasn't even paying attention. His eyes were fixated on Stefan and Katherine dancing. Katherine Pierce, oh how she loathed her. Katherine created a wedge between her brothers and dangled them both from her fingers, they would do absolutely anything for her and it made Charlotte sick. Katherine was kind towards her, but Charlotte always had this strange feeling about her since the day they met. She felt that there was something terrifyingly wrong with her, and she just couldn't figure out what it was.

Charlotte rolled her eyes at her brother, "How can you two let a girl put such a strain on your relationship?" With that she walked away towards a server and picked up a glass. She didn't want to be at this ball, the only good thing about it was the free booze and that's about it. She hated being a girl, because she had responsibilities to remain lady like. If she didn't she might not get married, how terrible! She scoffed at this unnecessary societal expectation as she sipped her champagne. Upon walking through the ball room she overheard someone give her a cat call, it was some boy named Aaron, she remembered her father talking about him and how perfect he'd be for her. Clearly he wasn't, she was disgusted by men like him and tried to ignore him until she heard what came after.

"That little gem is Charlotte Salvatore, Giuseppe's daughter. Father wants to arrange something between us mainly because of how much the Salvatore's would offer to marry the girl off. I mean, I wouldn't mind, she's a beauty, but I heard the little lady can be reckless and bad tempered, not sure if I want to marry a shrew like her." Charlotte could feel her blood boil. She turned around and walked right into the group of guys, and smacked Aaron across the face. Everyone in the ballroom gasped and looked at them, even Stefan and Katherine, Katherine couldn't help but smirk at the young girl's outburst.

"You wench!" Aaron yelled trying to regain whatever dignity he had left. Charlotte smiled sweetly but felts someone roughly grab her.

"I apologize for my sister's actions." Stefan quickly said hoping this won't get back to their father, and of course it will.

"Well, I'm not sorry!" She yelled as her brother dragged her away.

"Are you done?" Stefan said trying not to yell at his sister. Katherine came up to them and put a hand on his shoulder "Stefan, let the girl be. The boy was a pig; she had every right to slap him."

"Yes, but Charlotte you know very well how much trouble we're going to get in now." Stefan responded condescendingly.

"No Stefan, you won't get in trouble. I will. It's not fair, why must I control myself because I need to find a suitor who won't get scared of how rambunctious I apparently am. I am sixteen years young; can't I live my life however I please?" Charlotte pleaded. Her brother sighed and couldn't think of an appropriate response that wouldn't manage to set his sister on edge.

"Stefan I think we should go out for some fresh air. Now don't get in too much trouble Charlotte." Katherine smiled, Charlotte knew it wasn't genuine. She stood there with her arms crossed as the couple left her. It wasn't her fault that men were the ill-mannered ones. She heard someone laughing behind her, she growled at whatever poor soul that she was about to yell at next. She quickly turned around and saw a young man. Probably in his late teens, maybe early twenties, his boyish messy hair and fined tailored suit caught her off guard matched perfectly at his devious grin. He was gorgeous. She quickly stopped gawking at him as she realized her was smirking down at her.

"And what's so funny?" She asked angrily.

"That was quite the show you just pulled."

"I'm glad that my problems amuse you," Charlotte retorted as she was trying to walk away from him when he suddenly grabbed her hand. She glared at him, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

He laughed, "Easy darling, I like pretty little things with sharp tongues. Would you like to share a dance?" A part of her screamed at herself saying to stay away from this vermin yet she still managed to respond to his request with a simple "Fine." Charlotte gulped down the rest of her champagne and returned it to a server.

They began to slowly dance to the music. He admired her beauty; she wore a maroon ball gown with black gloves that showed off her best features. Her curls her let loose and some were pinned to the side.

"Staring isn't polite." She smiled even though her tone would scare off any normal man.

"I do recall you doing the same when you first saw me." She rolled her eyes at his comment not wanting to get into that.

"So tell me love, what's troubling you." He asked interested, she stared at him searching if he really wanted to know, or just wanted to mock her, regardless of his intentions she didn't give up an opportunity to complain about the opposite sex.

"It's unlawful. I step out of line, and I'm labeled a wench, a shrew, or even a strumpet. Yet, so many men here do the same and it goes unnoticed. I'm always chastised for my actions. Am I really that bad of a person? I know my father wants to marry me off because I could bring him much profit, plus I know he never really cared about me. It was always about the Salvatore brothers, he never wanted a daughter just a third son. I'm almost positive he blames me for mother's death, it's not like I had control over the situation. It's absurd; he just wants to dispose of me because I'm too much of a burden." She went on a tangent and he wasn't the least distraught by the young lady, in fact it made her more appealing. She just seemed so broken, unstable, something he could easily corrupt. Her fragility was showing through her rant.

"You clearly don't care about my petty problems. I mean who would?" He furrowed his eyebrows to her assumption.

"Absolutely not, it makes you independent, a free spirit. I like that. Many girls your age would try their best to seem presentable for men in hopes of marriage. Yet you don't care, it's refreshing." Then he saw something, a glint in her eyes. A soft smile appearing, an expression that would make anybody's heart melt, but Kol couldn't help but smirk at her even more at the tragic young girl.

"And who might you be Miss-I-am-going-to-rebel-against-my-father's-wishe s" He asked her as he twirled her around. She blushed.

"Charlotte. Charlotte Salvatore, and yourself?"

Charlotte Immediately shot up from her sleep. It was another dream about him; it was frustrating that after these years, their first encounter always managed to remain in their thoughts. She tried to push the memories away and all her feelings with it, but she always failed. She wanted to scream at the top of her longs about this, but she couldn't, and she never understood why. So many emotions were built up waiting to explode, yet didn't. Charlotte decided it was time to get over whatever problems her heart was telling her and get on with her day. She changed into black lace dress, with black tights under and black mini boots, of course topped off with her black leather jacket. She ran downstairs to see her brothers waiting for her. Stefan raised his eyebrows and sarcastically pointed out her outfit color, "Do you not like any other color?"

"Ha ha, very funny," She said rolling her eyes and taking out a flask from her inner jacket pocket.

"Isn't it a little too early for that Charlie?" Damon mused. She took a sip, and had to swallow down the vervain she laced it with.

"It helps me feel…less murderous," She smirked. Both brothers exchanged worried looks but still ignored it and walked towards the door. They started walking in the forest in the direction of the abandoned witch house.

"So Charlie you never told us how you got stuck in the world of vampires. Who was the poor soul that thought turning you was a smart idea?" Stefan began.

"It's complicated, I guess." She began to explain her first encounter with the boy she loved from the Founders Ball and after when she was about to get to the next part Damon cut her off.

"Wait how we not know the guy, we were at the ball too," Damon asked clearly confused.

"Because you idiots where fawning over Katherine. Anyways this is where she comes in, the night she first bit you Stefan. The door was creaked open and I saw, and she knew it. Obviously I was scared and I ran as fast as I could, I'm surprised only she heard me. The next morning I was terrified to leave my room and see her, but I had to at some point, and right when I did I saw her."

Charlotte quietly tip toed outside of her room hoping she won't run into Katherine, but alas Katherine popped right into her sight causing Charlotte to jump, Katherine smirked at her fear.

"Someone seems to be on edge? Are you okay?" Katherine asked with fake concern. Charlotte didn't respond, Katherine played with a strand of Charlotte's hair causing her to flinch.

"Poor thing, where is the fearless brave girl?" Charlotte still stayed silent.

"I know you saw what happened last night. I'm a vampire, Charlotte. I'm one of the monsters your brothers would tell you about as a child." Katherine said giggling at how much Charlotte was trembling. Suddenly a burst of confidence flowed out of the young gir.

"You enjoy tormenting my brothers, dangling them on your fingers, playing with their emotions. You're manipulating them and using them-" Katherine quickly pushed her against a wall.

"Know one thing dear Charlotte. Realize who is in charge here," And with that Katherine was gone.

That night she met up with him in the woods, like she always would. This time it was different, she wasn't as controlling as she usually was, and he noticed that. She jumps at the slightest of sounds; this was the Charlotte he didn't like. The only times she got like that, was when she was genuinely scared, which was usually after her father would hit her and she'd run off into the forest. Yet he didn't see a single bruise on her, he began to kiss her cheek and slowly traced kisses and suddenly stopped at her neck upon feeling her flinch, and with that it all clicked. She either knew he was a vampire, or at least knows of their existence. Poor girl must have seen someone get bitten, and of course this amused him. He brought his face back up from her neck and looked at her, she seemed lost in thought. She looked at him and noticed his grin, and all of a sudden it was gone. His eyes were darker, Charlotte was about to say something but he used his speed to push her against a tree. She gasped and almost felt tears in her eyes. He smirked and caressed her cheek.

"Where did the aggressive girl I adore go?" She closed her eyes hoping it was a dream, it unfortunately wasn't. He laughed.

"Open your eyes love." She did, and immediately regretted it. His eyes turned red, and veins began to appear under them, accompanied with fangs, within a second he bit her neck. She was going to scream but he quickly covered her mouth. Eventually he ripped himself away once realizing how lightheaded she got. She looked at him, absolutely terrified.

"You're just like her aren't you? Like Katherine; a bloodsucker, a monster, a manipulative bloodsucking monster," She asked as she was stuttering on her words, fear clearly embedded in her tone. She grasped her bleeding neck.

"You make it sound so devilish darling," He replied smirking at how scared she was. He continued talking, "Lottie, don't be scared. One day you can be just like me. It'd be magnificent." He ran his bloodstained fingers down a strand of her hair and touched her neck, taking just a little bit of blood from the still open wound, he licked if off her fingers and she squirmed. He seemed satisfied with himself and smiled.

"Let's get you cleaned up, hm?" She glared at him. Kol bit his wrist and forcefully pushed it against her mouth. She tried pushing him away, smacking his chest.

"Now's not the time to fight Lottie. Drink up." She let his blood flow into her mouth, at first she wanted to throw it back up, but it made her feel better so she continued.

"There's a good girl." He whispered kissing the top of her forehead. Her bite mark was gone, she was confused as to how that healed so fast. Then she looked up at him, he went in for a kiss, licking off all the leftover blood on her mouth. The kiss got aggressive fast and that's when she pulled away.

"Wait does this make me a vampire? Katherine, oh my God, Katherine, she bit Stefan! Is he a vampire?" He couldn't help but laugh at her distress.

"You ass, don't just stand there and laugh at me." She kneed him right in his manhood. He groaned in pain as he continued to laugh. She began to walk away; but he abruptly used his speed to appear in front of her, causing her to jump in her tracks.

"And where do you think you're going?" He asked darkly, yet somehow it didn't scare her.

"The hell away from you," She continued to walk but he quickly gripped onto her elbow.

"Let go of me." She yelled at him. He didn't respond, he just looked at her, with narrowed eyes, studying her. Eventually he let go, and she began to walk away.

"You won't be able to resist me for long darling!" He yelled as she continued walk away ignoring him.