A phone is ringing.
"Hey, check your phone."
He growled. "Who's calling? I swear if it's Klaus or Marcel interrupting our date again-"
"Ok, easy Tiger. It's Davina..." the werewolf responded. Her name echoes like an electrochoc in the vampire's hears. "Give me that- Hi?" He said as he took abruptly the phone from Aiden's hand.
"Hey, hum, Hi. Josh, it's Davina." Her voice was weak and hesitant. "I hope I didn't wake you." He frowned, a bit confused and relieved that she finally talks to him. "You're okay?"
She opened her mouth, like she knew what she was going to answer but no simple answers came to her mind. "I thought I was, but now I'm not so sure." That's when her voice cracked that she realized tears were falling on her cheeks.
"Ok, stay right where you are. I'm coming."
"So... what are you gonna do now? You're gonna let him go and think you moved on?" Josh sat on the edge of a stone wall, the young Regent miming his action.
"I don't think I have many other options. And I moved on, I guess..." she answered.
"You don't sound so sure about this." He retorted, which made her quickly add,
"I didn't know what to do! He just showed up at my place, expecting God knows what from me! What was I supposed to say?" Davina seemed to have the situation out of hand.
"So you just threw him some bunch of lies to get him out of your life for good?!"
"I didn't lie, at least not on everything. I've changed. I made something of my life and it looks like it's for the greater good."
"Sorry, but it sounds a bit selfish for me, D."
The brunette looked at him with wide eyes, not believing what he just said. "Selfish? Josh, I asked him to moved on and find someone who will truly love him! How is this selfish?"
"Well, don't you? Don't you truly love him? You're pushing him away because of your own feelings. I know you build yourself another life... but, is it really what you want now that he came back? What you've been through not just this last months but also this last years was more than traumatising. You need people who cares about you more than you let yourself thinking, D." Josh put a supportive and on her shoulder.
"Since when did you became a shrink?"
"Since you let me and Cami without any news for months and we had to find something to pass time." The young vampire stared at the ground, trying to use a sarcastic tone.
"Yeah.. Sorry..." she answered. The vampire took the young witch in his arm.
"Don't worry about it. Just don't disappear on us a second time, okay?" He held her as tight as he could without choking her.
"Don't worry about it. I feel terrible, after all those months, I only called you when I need advice with...him."
"Hey, don't blame yourself, okay? I'm glad you called, even if it is for some psychotic original vampire/ ex-witch/Mikaelson you're in love with. Are you even sure he bought what you said to him?" They ended their embrace and Davina looked at the night sky.
"No, he surely think I'm processing... Well, I need to hurt him, I have to. Even if it means having to let him go and him hating me. I'm trying to move on, he has to do the same. He's immortal! He's got all the time he wants to find his true love..."
"So what's the big plan? You need to show him you 'moved on with your life'."
"A fake boyfriend?" She proposed, with a face full of doubt.
"Effective, but cliché much? And who would it be? Aiden and me are off limit, young girl. Plus, he knows us."
"Don't worry, I've someone. If not him, I'll find one."
"Is it the blondie you were making doe-eyes the other day at the bar or maybe one-night-stand number four?" She punched his upper arm with a look of disbelief.
"What?! Josh, how do you know all of this? And number four's name was David... I guess." They laughed at the statement.
"Hey, I'm a vampire and hanging with Cami when Aiden is busy is not always that fun. She's not really the party type and Klaus is always nearby."
"Because I am? The party type, I mean?"
He looked at her from head to toe.
"Oh yes, you are, D. You changed, not in a bad way but still. You're having fun. Having one night stand and all this sexy ora stuff." He pointed at her outfit. She smirked.
"Shut up, Josh. Let's get back to the plan."
"Ok." He smiled viciously. "I'll let you handle this but I'll stay around if anything happen. Let's just hope I'm not in the way when he's gonna lash out."
"Let just hope for him that he doesn't. "
"Do you remember his name is Mikaelson? I'm pretty sure all their family have anger issues." He got up and was about to call it a night but, Davina stopped him right before he had the time to add something.
"Don't run away so fast, I'll need your help. What I'm going to do needs to be deeper than that, he won't let go for just another guy hanging with me..."
"We're so screwed."
"Waiting for someone?" The bartender put a drink in front of the young man sitting in front of her. He smiled at the blue-eyed girl. Cute, he thought.
"Not really. I was with someone but I think my friend Matt just found someone to stay with tonight. And since we share the hotel room, I'm pretty much homeless right now." He smiled and made a sign to an attractive blond man who was walking of the bar with a laughing pretty red haired with black jeans.
"I can see that. " The brunette answered with a little laugh as they watched them leaving.
"Davina." She offered him her hand with a large dark haired and well built guy shook her hands with a smile in return.
"I'm Jeremy."
"Well Jeremy, guess we need to find you some place to spend the night, now. And maybe I can provide you one." She leaned in slowly, crossing her arms on the bar counter.
"Are you trying to get me to your bed?" They both laughed.
"Obvious, huh?"
"Not subtle, but good strategy."
She let her most beautiful smile draw itself on her face. "No way anyone could've fallen for it! Was it really working?"
"More than you think." They stared at each other for a couple of seconds before she spoke again.
"So what would it be? My place?" The brunette asked. The young man finished his drink before he put on his jacket.
"Not sure I have a choice." She smirked and took her stuff. The young witch turned to another bartender.
"Alycia, will it be okay here?"
"Don't worry about it, go and have fun..." She retorted with a knowing glare and a little smile on her face.
-Sooner this morning-
"How are you even sure he is gonna show up?"
"He's gonna show up. I told him to come at my place at 10 p.m., to talk about all of this. You just have to make him busy till I go back to my place with the other dude. We're making out, he shows up late and BAM! He feels betrayed and don't want to see me again." Her eyes dropped for a minute, the young witch was trying to hide how sad the situation made her. Josh looked at her for a minute then retorted.
"How am I even suppose to distract a Mikaelson? What if he tries to kill you? Or him?"
"That's inevitable and that's why you're here. Plus, I can handle Kol."
"I'm not really sure about your plan and my role here, D. I can't neutralize him."
"Josh, I will be there. He won't hurt you and the other guy killed him once, I'm sure he will be okay."
"We're so screwed."
-10 : 48 P. M.-
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Kol pushed the hunter to the wall. His eyes turning darker and darker.
"I think I'm about to rip your head off."
"Kol? Oh, shit. How are you even-?"
"Yeah, you're gonna die tonight, mate." He put one of his hand in the air, ready to rip his heart out. The young man took a pencil from Davina's coffee table and stabbed him quickly with it in the neck. The rapidity of the action took the young witch aback. The youngest original man removed the piece of wood stuck in his neck and punched Jeremy in the guts. When she finally realized what was happening, Kol was on the floor screaming in pain, holding his head because of a brainache she was giving him.
Jeremy was about to inject him something in the neck before Davina swung him against the couch.
"Kol, get out of here, right now."
"Wow... You really changed, huh?" A sarcastic smile draw itself on his face.
"You two know each other?"
She ignored the hunter's comment and faced her 'original-ex', her breath still weak. "Told you that I moved on." He looked into her eyes, trying to see anything, again.
"What happened to you?"
Her look was apologetic. He chuckled.
"A thousand years old and still making twonk mistakes when it comes to women… I'll just leave you two to it." He shook his head and disappeared of the room. Davina stood still, starting to weigh the pros and cons of her plans as she was interrupted by Josh
"That was intense. You're sure about all of this?"
"Yeah. At least, I'm not involved with them, not anymore."
"The hell was that about? I was at one step from getting killed by an Original who's supposed to be dead!" Jeremy faced the young witch, glaring at her and waiting for a decent explanation.
"Hey, man, calm down." The young vampire put his hand on the hunter's chest. Suddenly, Jeremy pushed him to the ground. Josh got up and sped quickly in front of Davina, shielding her with his two young man glared at each other.
"Don't touch me. Better not have a vampire near me when I'm pissed, friendly advice."
"Josh, just go. He's a hunter, he's not some regular human. We'll talk about it later, ok?" She looked at him right in the eyes. "He deserves an explanation." She turned her eyes to Jeremy, a bit ashamed of herself. Josh sped out of the room. The young hunter was eyeing the witch with disbelief and disappointment.
Kol was standing in front of the Abattoir, stoic. It was one of this 'rare' moments where he is supposed to think about his next move, how and in what he is going to place his anger because, well, he's a bloody Mikaelson, and that's how they deal with things. Then the lust came a bit stronger. He smelled blood and heard it pumping through veins. A young girl was entering a bar : "L'ensorcellé". His recovered vampire senses took advantage of him and pushed him to the classical -a bit cliché and theatrical, he thought- murder spree. But he wanted to play a bit first, see if his charms still worked, playing a bit. Disgusting and mean, some will think, but, at this moment, he didn't care a bit.
The last straw of blood running down her neck was stopped by Kol's thumbs that he put near his lips. As he tasted the girl one last time, he caught her jaws with his hand to make the woman's body on eye to eye level.
"I forgot what it felt like. The taste, the feeling, the pleasure when you just let this part of you take the wheels. Not better than sex, though. You know, when I was turned again as a vampire, I was so upset that I lost my mojo and I was soooo disgusted by what I became again : a monster." He paced fingers in her blond hair. But I thought that, after a bit of training, I could be good, that after all those years, I could be normal, adopt a puppy, drink in blood bags, have a lovelife, change for the better and return to-" He stopped, his eyes drew elsewhere, full of thoughts.
"Oh! I'm sorry, I'm surely bothering you with all of this! It's just that when I came back, I found out that I had no real friends and don't mention my siblings they'll think I'm 'over dramatic', you know? So, you stayed with me while I was babbling and I really appreciate that, really. " He looked in her brown eyes which lose their sparks a long time ago and sighed with a smirk. His hand let go of her jaws, her body falling to the ground, lifeless.
"Really appreciate our little chit-chat."
He wiped his hands on his victim shoulders before making his way out of the tight alley.
"A murder, really?" She shouted as she bursted from the front door of the Abattoir.
"Come on, Kol! Don't be shy, no! Not after killing this innocent girl!"
"Can you tell me why the bloody hell are you screaming like that?"
Rebekah walked down the stairs, a frown on her face.
"I'm sorry, Rebekah. I'm not in the mood right now." With a flick of her wrist, she pinned the blond vampire on a couch. She looked at her stunned.
"How do you even know it's him, huh? He's not killing people, innocent people since he got back!""
"He saw me with another guy yesterday and nearly killed him then I wake up with a phone call of a young witch of my coven telling me that her big sister was last seen with Kol before she died. He charmed her at the bar we both worked at and lured her out."
"Bloody hell."
"Yeah, now he's back on killing people. I wonder how a thousand years old vampire can act like a child?!"
Suddenly, the brunette was pinned against the wall, strong arms keeping her blocked.
"Didn't knew you could be so noisy, love. Hmm, love it when you're angry."
"Looks like the brat decided to show his face." She pushed him away.
"What bothering you, little witch?"
"What's bothering me? You killed someone, Kol!"
"Yeah, sorry for the mess. I needed a snack, my former girlfriend told me she didn't want me back from the dead and I saw the girl I loved making out with the guy who tried to kill me and the rest of my family, the other day."
"Wow, so you just threw a tantrum? It's my fault, now? In one day, I heard you're alive, right after, you showed up at my place in your original body, telling me you love me and you wanted me to just throw myself in your arms?! I build something of my life to get over you. I've done so many things- I'm just not the same person anymore, period."
"You know what? I'm getting so sick of your excuses, Davina. I'm not a fool, you could, at least, told me the truth!"
"What?"
"But you just got scared and put me an improvised 'it's not you, it's me' speech to get me to understand you didn't love me."
"It's not why I came today, Kol..."
"I'm pretty sure it is." He waved his arms in the air, looking more and more angry by the minute.
"No, you just killed a woman today because you were upset. With who I moved on with my life shouldn't affect anything. That's not how it should works and being a vampire is not an excuse. I told you that you needed to move on. Murder should not be part of the process."
"Well, I'm a sociopath, nothing new. You don't need to try to read me, love. And, you should know that I don't really like being told what to do, Davina Claire. And certainly not by a woman who just gave herself to the first pretendant. The Gilbert boy? Please, a bit of self-respect, love! Didn't know that dying would affect you to the point of being a…. tart."
"Wow, right in the feels. Is this how low you think of me, Kol?" She let a sarcastic laugh. "Well, get over it. Because, next time I hear about you killing people, I'll stop you. And what I ever felt for you won't count when I do."
"I'd like to see you try."
She got out of the room, letting Rebekah go. The door slammed as the blond vampire faced Kol, looking at him with disbelief.
"What was that about?"
"Bugger off, 'Bekah."
"I thought you reunion would have been more...warm. Well, I'm not losing faith yet! Even if you try to look like you forget him, you're not fooling me, little witch." The young witch rolled her eyes when she heard the hybrid's voice.
"What did you expect, Klaus?" she sighed, returning to her work, "A confession of undying love? He's been dead for nearly 8-9 months and all I've done is mourn. Now that I'm finally managing to move on, you just managed to make him come back and the Mikaelsons succeed, again, to mess up with my life. You know what? That's just one girl for now, but what about the next time? Because that's one thing I've come to learn about you Mikaelsons; there's always a next time."
"I'm not going to let myself be paralyzed with worry, knowing that there's a good chance that I could wake up tomorrow and Kol could have killed someone again. I don't have to deal with any of that anymore. So, I'll uphold my end of the bargain, but I am not going to be your friend. I'm not going to go get mani pedis with your sister and I'm not going to go back to Kol. I'm not going to do it, because I don't know how many more losses I can take."
"The losses are inevitable, deny it all you want but this blood is on both of your hands. And you seems to be really upset for nothing after everything that happened." He played with his drink, staring at the alcohol going back and forth of his glass. The room was silent. A silence they shared for a few seconds, with things unspoken, left to the past only the both of them knew. Davina kept putting glasses in the counter.
Klaus broke it, putting back the principal subject on the table.
"Yes, Kol is a problem. Hopefully, you ,with my help if needed, can prevent that...long as my family have strong witches on our side." Klaus urged. She could tell that he was beginning to grow angry by the way his hand tightened around his glass.
"Yes, they are, Klaus. I've been around you and your family long enough to know that even after one problem is fixed, a new one comes up. Right now the witches, who I'm the leader of, by the way, don't have that problem. We make sure everyone operates in peace and harmony, and I can't do that if I'm constantly being swept away by your family to go do pro bono missions on your behalf."
She faced Klaus, putting her face at few centimeters of him. She was in plain rage. No, more than that, she had enough. At this moment he saw her as more than just the brat that Marcel took with him. She changed, he would not admit it first but now, it was pretty clear she wasn't gonna be easy to get on his side this time. She was stronger, not just with her magic but also emotionally. He smirked at the statement, which made Davina back up a bit as she furrowed her brows.
"Except that your pro bono missions this time is keeping Kol in line. He doesn't take treat easily. Plus, I know my little brother and I'm pretty sure he does not like being told what to do, you seem to share that trait."
"You know, little witch, maybe one day you'll understand why we act like we do, we the Mikaelsons. Why we carried loss, anger and pain for a thousand years. Why we still want to fight for what we want and what we love after everything we've been through. Maybe the way we do it is particularly wrong at your eyes but, Davina Claire, we both know what you're capable of doing to keep your loved-ones safe. It says a lot about the things you would be capable of doing when you don't have this people near you." He made his way to the door slowly, as his smirk faded and let place to a more serious face that made the brunette shivered and made place to a chilly atmosphere.
She turned her eyes of him. Klaus left her, all alone with her thoughts and doubts. Her eyes were holding back tears. Her hand were on the stool that she was nearly crushing of despair. Her breath was heavy and her legs were shivering. She rested her back on an item behind her, calming her thoughts and herself. She needs to keep going. She repeated herself that over and over. That's not a life both of them wanted.