Hi! I present you yet another drabble for this project. This one is a little shorter than the previous ones, and I really enjoyed writing it.
Just keep in your mind that Kol IS a murderous bastard and some kinda jerk, and I really wouldn't like to make a puppy out of him - I just CAN'T make him all rainbows and sunshine just because he's into Bonnie. Even though he likes her, he's still gonna be that prank we've learnt to love.
Now go have fun ;)
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I own only the words put together.
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Talking to Him
IV
Envy
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He was looking at her, like he knew she was coming. But how could it be? Bonnie's smile widened, but he stood serious. Was he mad?
"I found you, like I said I would." She was so happy to finally see him. To finally get to him. He wouldn't have to be alone anymore.
"Jeremy Gilbert." Was all Kol said to her between his teeth, before turning his back at her and starting to walk away. They were in the old Gilbert house, which Elena had burn down.
The other side was so confusing. Everything was blurred, unless you stared at it directly. A ghost could travel from a place to the other by just thinking about it. Actually - she was starting to believe - faith, will and thoughts were the real powers when you are a ghost.
And it seemed like he wanted to disappear, because Kol was vanishing before her eyes.
"Wait! Kol, no. Don't leave me here... Alone." He stopped. That was such a low move of hers. "Jeremy… What's 'bout hi-"
"Everything, as it seems!" He yelled back at her. "I saw you. You were talking and… touching." He smiled and it sent shivers down her spine. It was just not a friendly smile. "I heard your farewells. You liar!"
"Kol, I don't get it…" she took a step towards him, but was stopped when he raised his hand to point at her.
"You said" he shook his head "how was that again? 'We do not always get what we want', huh? You said we could not - should not! - stay here because we are dead. You said we did not belong here anymore. And I understood you! We cannot not go back, I thought… But Jeremy Gilbert can?"
Bonnie stared at her feet. What was she supposed to say? There was no explanation to justify what she did: bring Jeremy back to life instead of herself. Or Kol.
It wasn't for all that "keeping the balance" stuff. Jeremy was supposed to stay dead. Death was a natural event, and as a servant of nature, she shouldn't have had brought him back.
But Jeremy was… Jeremy! Her first love. The only person who actually thought about her more as a person than as a witch. The only one to worry about her safety since Grams... And until Kol.
"You don't understand. And I don't expect you to." She began, looking anywhere but him. "Me and him… Jeremy, he's - he was - my first and only boyfriend. I loved him. Ya 'now, we used to go out and..."
"I know it!" He growled, drawing Bonnie's attention immediately. "I know everything about you two. He told me. In Denver." Kol let go an inexistent breath between his teeth, something between a sigh and a laugh. "Why do you think I came for you first? I know you. He kept telling me everything about you. How pretty you were, how strong, how fierce, how loyal. How much he liked you. How you brought him back to life." And then Kol looked right into her eyes. "How he betrayed you with Anna."
Bonnie froze, eyes watering. Kol clicked his tongue and came near to her, surrounding her in such feline ways, before he continued:
"Is it the reason why you let him come alive?" He grabbed a strand of her hair in his fingers, letting it bounce back again in her shoulder just a second after. "Because, maybe, he will love you if you are the ghost girlfriend?"
"Please" Bonnie's lower lip was trembling. Kol's jaw tickened, his eyes hardening. "I know you're mad a' me, but don't talk like that. Don't be mean." A tear came down her cheek, and Kol turned away. "You're pretty much everything I've left in here."
He let go yet another of those short, sharp breaths, still not looking at her.
"Guess we are both alone, then."
The last thing Bonnie saw was his tense back vanishing in thin air.
I'd like to thank everyone who's read/favorited/subscribed/reviewed. YOU GUYS ROCK!
I don't really know where this story is going, from now on, because I just can't see, right now, what can I do for those characters anymore. I'll probably have some ideas when the show starts again (even tho I'm not gonna watch it, I'm keeping my eyes on tumblr's tags like I need it to live), if either Bonnie or Kol are brought back, or depending on how their deaths are being handled.
But, for now, this is it! Hope you've had so much fun reading it as I've had while writing.
See ya! XOXO.
