Kol Mikaelson and The Unexpected
Chapter Four
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The loud sound of a phone ringing cut through the quiet car, making me almost jump out of my skin. I put a hand over my racing heart and let out a breathy laugh. Mr. Kol catches my eye in the rearview mirror briefly. I watch as he reaches one hand over to the passenger seat and picks up a phone. He doesn't check who's calling before answering.
"What?" He asks calmly. I see him cock his head to the side as he listens. I can imagine the smirk that must be on his face. He smirks a lot.
"Hello to you too, Nik." He replied sarcastically into the phone. There was a sneer in his voice. Whoever 'Nik' is, talks for a few seconds before Mr. Kol speaks again.
"I don't remember asking your permission, brother." Mr. Kol stresses the word 'brother' mockingly.
He has a brother? I wonder if he has more than one. It seems like Mr. Kol is getting a lecture from his brother Nik. Like he's in trouble or something. What did do that Nik doesn't like? Is the phone call about me and the deal with my mommy? Does Nik know about it?
"It's impressive that you're flexible enough to have your foot in your mouth and head up your arse at the same time." Mr. Kol snapped. He was getting angrier the more Nik spoke.
That was a weird insult. What did he mean?
Mr. Kol really does have a dirty mouth, he likes to swear. I've never heard someone swear as much in front of me as he does. Adults are usually careful about what they say when I'm around.
"Honestly Niklaus! Bugger off!" Mr. Kol hisses. He didn't let Nik reply, instead he hangs up and throws it into the passenger seat with a huff.
Niklaus? That's a weird name. It's kind of neat too. I'll bet it's fun to say.
Mr. Kol's hands are tight around the steering wheel. His body, which was relaxed before, is now tense. He was muttering under his breath, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. His temper made the turn he took next very sharp.
I yelped as I was slung to the left. Mr. Kol looked at me again in the review mirror for a second, before looking back at the road. I saw him take a few deep breaths. His hands loosen around the steering wheel but his shoulders remain stiff.
"Tell me about yourself, little darling." He said to me in a warm voice. I still wanna know if he would say my name with an r at the end like he did Mommy's.
"What would you like to know?"
"Anything." Mr. Kol replied.
"Okay. I like playing Super Mario Brothers and I think Frozen is a great movie. I saw it with my Nana. Elsa is so..." I was cut off before I could finish.
Mr. Kol's phone was ringing again. I heard him let out an exasperated breath. He slowed the car down so he could reach over to get it. He looks this time, before sitting it in the cup holder. It rang and rang until it went to voicemail.
"Why didn't you answer it?"
"I've had enough brotherly interaction today." He sounded irritated again.
"What does interaction mean?" I ask him curiously. I like learning new words.
"I meant conversation, talking." Mr. Kol explained. I nodded my head to show that I understood.
"Was it Niklaus again?" I wondered. I bet Niklaus was angry that Mr. Kol hung up on him. I know it makes Mommy mad when people do it to her.
"You're just full of questions, aren't you?" It seemed like he found it funny. "No, little darling, it was another brother of mine. Elijah is his name."
Elijah. That sounds like it would be fun to say too. Both of his brothers have fun names. I wonder if Mr. Kol is older or younger than them. Does he have just the two or more? What about a sister? Does he have one of those? I think it would be nice to have a brother or a sister.
"We're here." Mr. Kol brought back me from my thoughts.
I looked out the window. The trees in front of the hotel have lights wrapped around them. It was a tall building that was a pale yellow. On the side of it I saw there were balconies. All six floors had them, they were white.
Mr. Kol parks the car on the left side of the building. When it's fully stopped, I unbuckle myself and get out. I'm glad we're finally here. I was tired of being in the car. Mr. Kol opens the trunk and gets my suitcase. He has it in one hand and the other is closing the trunk. Then he uses the hand he closed the trunk with to grab ahold of my hand.
"Now I want you to be on your best behavior, alright?" He says to me as we walk to the front door. Even though he says it like a question, I know it's an order. "No funny business."
"Yes sir. I promise."
We go to the big desk when we get inside. There was a lady behind it that was chewing her gum very loudly. Her makeup made her look like a clown. A smile appeared on my face at my thoughts.
"Hello." Mr. Kol says with a charming smile. He set my suitcase down and puts an elbow on the counter. "I have a reservation here by the name Mikaelson."
The woman looks at the computer and clicks away on it. After a second of searching she looks up at Mr. Kol.
"I'm sorry, sir. There's no reservation here by that name." She is still smacking her gum the whole time she's talking. The sound is getting VERY annoying.
He leans closer and makes sure to lock eyes. As I watch I notice Mr. Kol's pupils flutter slowly. It was strange.
"Look again, darling. I'm sure you will find it." His voice was a purring whisper. "There is a room reserved here under the name Mikaelson. It has two queen-sized beds."
The woman's face goes blank for a second. She looks back at the computer.
"Oh, there it is. Sorry for the confusion. You will find your room on fourth floor. Here is your key." She reaches down somewhere to grab it. It looks like the little debit card my mommy uses to buy stuff.
"Thank you." He says with a friendly wink, his voice was no longer a whisper.
He picks my suitcase back up and we head to the elevator. I reach over and press the little button with the up arrow. We don't wait long before the doors open with a ding.