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Rating: Rated T for Violence and Language. Mentions of Rape, Murder, extreme Torture and sexual abuse. {which comes much later on} Rating may go up in future(depends on my mood/ability to write SMUT)

A/N: This story will follow the plot line of 'The Vampire Diaries' but not too closely. There are bound to be some OOCs and a bit of AU situations. Please pardon my grammatical mistakes. Criticism is very much welcomed and i would love to read what you think about this story, so... please review! :)

Chapter 6

"Mommy, I draw today! See see see see see…" The little girl jumped up and down waving her drawing in front of her mother's closed eyes.

"Mommy please see!" The little girl then tried to forcibly open her mom's eyes when she didn't wake up. Her eyes welled up and she climbed into the bed with her mother and snuggled into her. When her mother didn't close her arms around her she took her mother's arms and enveloped herself.

"Mommy when will you wake up? Miss Berry says I have juju in my hair. She makes me sit in a corner Mommy…" The girl started crying.

"I miss you Mommy. Daddy's mean. Please wake up mommy!" The girl tugged at her Mother's shirt.

"You little…" The man roared as he entered the room. He forcibly took the girl from the bed and dragged her out of the room.

"How many times do I have to tell you? Do not fucking go there! You little bitch! Just like your mother! That leach too is costing me a fortune with what her fancy diseases, huh!" His grip on the girl was so tight that it was already bruising her skin and turning dark purple.

"Daddy…" The girl sobbed.

"Shut up!" The man grunted.

Kol was standing beside Livia's bed. He had sneaked into her room in the motel she was currently residing. She was fast asleep to be aware of his presence. Kol was currently invading Livia's dreams. This was the 3rd dream she had of the little girl. These were her memories. He could feel Livia's emotions when he invaded her dreams. Nothing had caught his attention yet. It was the same old family drama. Mother was sick and the father was a disgruntled little bastard that took pleasure in abusing his daughter. He was already bored. He had half a mind to wake Livia up and take her right there and then. Just out of boredom.

But hunger got the best of him. He hadn't fed for almost 12 hours. He left the motel and went to a nearby bar to quench his thirst.

Livia woke up panting. This had to be a record. Sure, she dreamt of her childhood very often but tonight all those memories came flooding back to her at once. She had never dreamt this many dreams in one night ever before. She felt the need to kill. After such an intense walk down the memory lane, she needed to rip some throats out. She quickly got dressed and went to the nearest coffee shop. Nothing better than coffee to start a killing spree with.

It was 2 hours and 5 dead bodies later when Livia ran into Kol at the bar. Kol had taken up residence on the jukebox. He was sitting on it tapping his fingers away to the tunes of The Beatles. Livia smelled blood as soon as she entered the bar and her eyes immediately started looking for Kol. After their previous night's encounter, Livia wasn't sure what Kol's reaction would be. She figured the guy would be mad as he obviously had some business with Don and Livia killed him. She took the risk and went to Kol with a beer as peace offering. Who was she kidding.

"I come bearing gifts," Livia waved the beer bottle in her hand.

"I would have preferred if the gifts were naked," Kol smirked.

"That could be arranged," Livia mused while tilting her head to the left.

Kol took the bottle from her hands and scooted a bit. Livia jumped up and sat beside him.

"So, about last night… What did you have to do with Don?" Livia asked.

"I had few properties here before I was daggered. Wanted to get that business in Order. Don was supposed to be the middle man and get the arrangements done. I don't like to do things myself," Kol shrugged.

"Oh… is that it? Phew!" Livia mockingly swept her forehead off.

Kol chuckled. "Yeah, I didn't mind you killing him,"

"Yeah? You seemed a littttle bit ticked off when I killed him,"

"That's because you killed him to hide something and I don't like people hiding things from me,"

"I wasn't hiding anything. I had my own reasons to kill him. Reasons that don't include you," Livia shrugged nonchalantly.

"Fair enough. So… what are you upto now?"

"I am actually ahead of my schedule. I had one week torture planned for Don. Now that he's dead, I am free for the rest of the week,"

"You plan torture? I like you," Kol said taking a sip out of his beer bottle.

"What about you?" Livia asked.

"Nothing solid."

Suddenly Livia piped,

"Have you heard of La Tomatina?" Livia asked excitedly.

"No,"

"People throw tomatoes at each other for fun. It is held every year in Buñol. Let's go there and we can have our own version of it,"

"You mean…"

"Yup, let's paint Buñol red with blood," Livia smirked.

Kol brightened at Livia's statement. It's as if this girl can read his mind and desires he didn't even know he had.