A/N Thank you all for reviewing. Each one means a lot to me. This is mainly a filler chapter because i'm struggling a lot with the new chapter. I'm so sorry, please don't hate me. I have re-written it so much and I want to get it just right for you all.

I also have a lot of personal problems and writing does help me but i'm worried that i'm lacking a lot of inspiration. I don't know if you read my other stories but I have been diagnosed with depression and more recently PTSD. I'm struggling with my personal life but I am trying to get back into the groove of writing.

I'm sorry about this but I hope that you can all bear with me.

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Chapter Twenty Four—Haywire Heart

Kol's P.O.V

Have you ever felt as if you had blades stuck in your throat?

Have you ever felt like each breath you took was painful and you were sure that it was killing you to breathe but it was your only source of life? Like you needed to breathe, you needed that pain because you needed to live?

That was what living without Kaylah feels like for me.

See I have tried no longer breathing but when I pass out I wake up. I have tried ramming something sharp into my heart but I always wake up. See, I don't need to breathe because I will just wake up. I'm indestructible.

Kaylah is my air and those blades in my throat feel as if they are cutting off my air supply. I am losing her, I can feel it. My air way is being blocked off by those blades and the air is no longer there for me to breathe. I'm inhaling with shorter pants as I try to keep connected to the air but I can't because the blades are lodged in my throat.

She's slowly leaving me and I am trying to breathe but I can't.

I don't have to die because I don't wish to live without her, that's not right.

I want to die because I don't want to be in any world without her by my side.

I don't want to own the world if she isn't by my side, I don't want to close my eyes and rest if she isn't wrapped around me, I don't want to drown if she isn't pulling me down, I don't want to be anywhere without her because it just doesn't make sense. We came into this world together and it only makes sense that we leave together if we must.

She is my entire world and that is the world I want.

She is my lover, my confidant and my home. She is my other half. And I know, without a doubt, that I am all those things to her and more.

If I cannot bring her back into this world with me then I shall gladly join her in death. Not because I have to but because nothing else would make me happier.

As long as we are together nothing else matters. And right now she's all alone and that's not right. I'm all alone here and I can't bear it. We shouldn't be alone, it just doesn't make sense.

And I must act quickly because if I don't it all falls.

I must fix this.

"FIX HER!"

Davina fought more tears as she was pushed back against the shattered mirror that she had been thrown against a while ago, shards of glass digging into her lower back."I...please, I can't! I'm not powerful enough to-"

The teenage witch cried out as Kol's fingers locked in her dark hair, tugging her head back so that she had no choice but to stare up into his dark, wild eyes. She swallowed the lump in her throat as pain soared though her body, her legs close to giving up on her. He cupped her face somewhat gently, his hand matching up to the red mark on her face, his lips curling up as he remembered slapping her earlier on. She flinched, hissing as his fingers dug into her bruised skin, his wild eyes staring down at her.

Her heart began to race once again, fear crawling up her spin.

"Please don't test me, darling."Kol said, voice laced with fake calmness and a threatening tone."You are powerful. You must have the power to bring my twin back."

"I don't. I-I can't bring her back."

Kol's smile dropped and he was silent for a long time, his dark eyes boring into hers. His jaw clenched, his eyes seemed to turn even darker as his already unhinged mind processed the refusal. Kol wasn't hearing that she couldn't bring Kaylah back, that she didn't have the power.. Kol had heard 'I won't bring her back. I won't give her back to you' from the witch. His mind had twisted the information and that only served to anger him more. The longer he was without Kaylah, the longer he thought that he was being refused, the more unhinged he was getting.

Kill her. You must kill her. She's only getting in the way.

Kol nodded and he looked back down at the scared teenage witch and pulled her forward, away from the mirror. Davina cried out again as her bare feet got slashed due to the glass on the ground that was already covered in blood with her blood. Her body was tired, battered and bruised from his anger. She didn't have the power to bring Kaylah back, she was telling the truth but the more she told him that the angrier he got. Davina gasped as Kol let her go, throwing her to the ground, causing her to hit her head off of the wooden floor. Glass crumbled underneath his heavy boots as he sauntered over to her, kicking at things that got in his way.

Davina wiped at her cheeks, hissing once more as she brushed her bruised skin. She sat up on her elbows, trying to shuffle away but she was too weak.

"Don't. Just...let me go."

Kol shook his head, standing over her, staring down at the witch with a blank expression."You failed. You refused me, you refused us. And for that you must die."

Davina was suddenly pinned down as Kol brought down his foot on her neck. The heel dug into her skin, bending her weak bones as he used some of his vampire strength. She suddenly couldn't breath and when she could take gasps of air, it didn't help. Davina choked loudly as Kol pressed down harder, silent tears running down her cheeks as she begged with her big brown eyes. Kol gave no reaction as he pressed down on her throat hard enough to cut of her air supply but not hard enough to instantly kill her.

He wanted her to suffer.

"Kol, brother, you must control yourself."

Kol blinked, confused as he looked up, foot still pressing down on Davina's throat. He frowned, looking over at the bed, where his twin's burned body was still laying."She's in the way."

The witch blinked, fingers desperately trying to pull away his foot but still looked confused. She looked scared. Kol had been mumbling to himself the entire time he had been beating her, stopping only to look to the side and whisper. It was as if someone else, something nobody but him could see, was in the room. As if he could hear and see something others couldn't.

"Yes, she is. The girl is useless. Kill her if you wish. But I am not speaking of her. It's you. You are not thinking clearly, you must gather yourself if you are to get your way."

"I can't. This is all wrong!"Kol growled and because of his anger his foot pressed down harsher on Davina's neck, making her choke once again."I can't control myself, it's all too much. I need you here to help me."

"I know. We're both lost. I'm...wherever I am in this darkness and you're lost in your own way. Though that does not mean that I am not here, because I am. You need to fix this."

"I don't know how to. I just don't wish to be here without you if I cannot bring you back. I don't want to be alone. I don't want you to be alone. I'll happily join you, sister. I just need to find a way if I cannot bring you back here."

Kol inhaled a sharp breath, attention now solely focused on his sister's dead body, but it was as if she were up and talking to him like she always did. It was as if he could only see what he thought to be real. He knew that she was no longer with him but he also knew that she wasn't totally gone."Nothing matters, nobody else matters apart from you and I. As long as we're together. That's all I want, that's all I need."

"That's all I need, too, brother. All you have to do is find a way. There is always a way. You just need to find it and spending all of your time on this child is not going to help, is it?"

"No. But what do I do?" Kol desperately asked, rubbing his tired eyes even though he was highly alert."Tell me, sister."

"Who do we always turn to when we're in trouble?"

Kol blinked then back to Davina, seemingly thinking of something else. She narrowed her eyes, fingers still trying to tear his foot from her neck. Her face was now a colour he couldn't describe and her eyes were bulging as she tried to breathe. Tears of desperation filled her eyes as she stared up at him, silently pleading for him to let her live.

But she was failing.

"I no longer need you."

Kol eyed her for a moment before he harshly moved his foot to the left in a sharp motion, snapping her neck with ease, killing her instantly.

"ELIJAH!"

"I do not wish to speak with you, Niklaus, only to see you pay for what you have done."

Klaus tried to hide the look of upset on his face as he followed his elder brother, his blue eyes darkening defensibly. He followed Elijah outside, who still looked like he had been through his war. His hair was a mess and his suit was torn.

"I did not mean to harm her. You cannot truly believe that I would kill my sister?"

"You were going to kill Rebekah. You swore it."Elijah hissed at Klaus, his dark eyes blazing with anger as he turned around and faced his brother."I honestly do not know what you are capable of. You have disgraced this family and brought nothing but shame upon our name."

"Elijah-"

"No, Niklaus!"Elijah yelled, his raised voice making Klaus wince."We have lost our sister, a part of this family. Kol has lost his twin, the only other person in this world that he cares about and all you can do is attempt to clear your name. Do you not understand what you have done? This isn't some human that we can forget, this is a part of our family. This is the little girl you held in your arms when she was born, this is one half of the twins, Niklaus. And all you can do is stand there and try to defend your actions. When will you ever learn?"

Elijah didn't fight the tears in his eyes as he stared at his brother, his expression one of pain."She is gone, brother. Kaylah is gone and nothing we can do will fix that. Kol is heartbroken, so broken that he actually believes that a part of her is still here. He is forever lost. They both are."

A tear ran down Elijah's cheek as he looked at the ground, at the spot Kaylah had burned to death, looking like he was just seconds away from breaking down again. Klaus watched him, his blue eyes filled with something unreadable but the wetness in them proved Elijah's words, that he did actually care but he couldn't show it. He couldn't show it because he knew that he would also break down. He hadn't daggered Kaylah, he couldn't go and wake her up. He had killed her and Klaus was terrified that he would never see her again.

Klaus Mikaelson was scared.

"Tell me what I can do to fix it, Elijah. Rebekah hates me."Klaus whispered, looking at his brother."You all hate me. What can I do?"

Elijah, unable to look at Klaus just stared at the ground."We don't hate you, brother. We just wish that you were the boy you once were."

Klaus choked as Elijah refused to look at him, as if he were too disgusted with Klaus to meet his gaze.

"Brother-"

Elijah cut him off once again, shaking his head, still looking at the ground."I'm afraid you cannot talk your way out of this, Niklaus."

Klaus frowned, wondering if Rebekah felt the same, as well as his two other brothers. He was the most powerful being in the world but he couldn't bring his sister back from the dead. He wondered if Rebekah was right, if Kaylah was watching him and he wondered what she thought of him. If she would haunt him forever and whisper what hell she wanted to reign upon him if she were able to. He wondered if she was scared or if she was in pain.

He wondered if she hated him too.

Kaylah P.O.V

When I was a little girl I feared death.

I would lay awake at night because of the thought of dying. I feared it more than I feared the moon because I used to think it would one day fall from the sky and end us. But death soon rid of that fear when a young boy who lived in the hut near us drowned in the lake when I was five years old.

From that day on I feared death.

I feared that Kol or I would die first and one of us would be left alone. A part of me would hope that I went first because I knew that I wouldn't be able to live without Kol. But the other part of me wished that he would die so that he didn't have to live with the pain. But I also feared what happened afterwards. I feared that I would be left alone even after death. I feared that we would be separated, even after we made our pact.

Our pact was that if one died the other would soon follow. Even if it were hell itself. We would hold hands until the end of time and never separate. We would hold hands whenever this fear struck us and whisper our promise over and over until we smiled again.

We smiled because we had eachother.

That fear died as soon after I turned into a vampire but our pack remained.

When our father, Niklaus and Elijah burned down the white oak tree which had been the only thing that could kill us I was happy. I was happy because it meant that we were truly invincible. We would never grow old, we would never die because we were truly immortal. We could run faster than any human, we could heal as if we had never been harmed and we could own the world.

We could be together forever. We had finally gotten our wish.

We were fearless. Even with our father on the rampage because he only wanted Niklaus.

Until the daggers came. Our brother would dagger us whenever we disobeyed him but even then we would only dream of eachother.

Nothing mattered but us.

You could lead me straight to hell and i'd still follow you with a smile on my face.

Nothing matters but us.

We have spent one thousand plus years together but it only feels like a day.

We have ruled the world more than once, we have danced underneath the moon because I no longer fear it, we have laughed death in the face because it cannot touch us. We were untouchable. I was the queen, he was the king and the world was ours. We bathed in blood and we danced around the bodies we drained it from. The music had been the screams and the stars had been the only light we needed. We laughed as we shed blood and we laughed as we watched the moon above us, knowing that it would never fall and end us because we were untouchable.

I'm not laughing anymore.

I'm scared and i haven't been scared for one thousand years.

But now?

Now i'm in darkness.

This isn't the other side because there is just darkness. I can see them, I can hear them but I cannot touch them. Kol knows that i'm here but he can't touch me. He is spiralling and I cannot help him. He can't find comfort in me and I can't find comfort in him. This isn't hell. If this was hell Kol would be here because he would have managed to follow me.

I can't touch Kol. I can't hold his hand and he's scared.

I'm alone. I'm alone and i'm scared.

I just want to hold his hand again.

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