« Kol. »
A young brunette pushed the door open of the youngest Mikaelson brother.
« Can't stay away, huh ? » Kol let go of the girl's bloody wrist and whispered her to leave and forget about him.
« We need to talk. » She pushed his dirty laundry off his chair to sit.
« Again ? Haven't we talked already ? » He wipped his mouth and face with a towel, starring at his window. She felt her heart pounding in her chest, the stress becoming more and more apparent in her voice.
« Not about that. »
« Oh, and what will be the purpose of our visit this time ? Did you find another way to hurt me, love ? » His fist tightened around the towel soaked in blood.
Her lips partened, but no sound came of it. Seconds felt like hours, her eyes filled with tears. The witch felt like stuck to her chair, enabled to do anything. It felt like she as reliving it all : the moment she lost him, the night she lost her baby. It hurted her, it all came back a this very moment. The moment she feared the most since Kol came back.
« I- » She succeed to get out of her throat. Kol throwed the towel on the floor, his patience reaching its highest stage.
« Is it a game for you ? » He speeded out in front of her, controlling his voice.
« Coming here, making me suffer, over and over. Is it a game, Davina ? You're making me chase you, forcing me to see your lovely face that I'm not gonna be able to forget in all my immortal years. You're making me believe in us, hoping you've changed your mind and then, you break my heart. »
She looked into his eyes with despair, hoping he'll just stop talking, that he'll just take away his pain and, that he'll do something. She just needed him to stop the pain.
Suddendly, he stopped talking. He starred a her. Her blue eyes filled not with the innocence he first known when he met her, but with guilt.
« So, I'm asking you again Davina Claire… Is it a game for you ? Is it a payback for everything I've done in my life ? Is it your great revenge to the Mikaelson family ? Is it what happens to people like me, who fell in love for the first time ? Making them care, at the point of dying again, not physically, but emotionally, when the person in front them never cared as much ? Is it the price to pay when you're immortal ? Loving unconditionally someone who may not ? Or may die one day ? Was everything I ever felt for you an entertainment, a pastime ? And the worst part is that, even so, I'm glad I had the chance to love you, Davina Claire. I don't even regret a thing… and I hate it. » He kneeled and took her face in his hand.
« Even if I told you you had the chance to be a parent and I wasted it ? » He furrowed his brows. Her hands went on his, retaining his hand to leave her cheeks. She maintain her look into his.
« Even if I told you I killed your only chance to have a child on a selfish and wasted try to resurect you ? Even if I kept it from you, time and time again after i knew you were back ? »
He slowly took his hands of her face, realizing what the brunette was saying. « It can't be… »
« I murdered our child, Kol. I killed our baby…. I- I killed it. » He stared at his window, putting the pieces together. Davina's sobbs were echoed in the room. « And you kept it from me. »
« I'm so sorry. I wanted to protect you but I ended up protecting myself and taking it twice away from you. You were back, and I was not ready to face you. I'm so sorry. I never thought that it will lead to this and when I knew about my pregnancy, it- it was…. I killed our baby, oh my god, I- I killed my own child ! I'm a monster. I don't deserve to li-» The witch started to be out of air, her vision started to blurry, she was having a panick attack.
Out of a sudden, a pair of warm arms came to surround her.
« Shhh, it's okay now, I'm here. Shh, you lost a child, it wasn't your fault, alright ? I'm here, love. I'm right here. »
« I kept it from you. » she sobbed.
« How could you even think I would've blame you, Davina ? It's a pain you do not have to bear alone, okay ? I love you, and I will not let you blame yourself for what happenned. You tried o bring me back, remember ? Maybe you should blame me after all, huh ? It's all right. Shh, let it out. »
« I'm so sorry. I love you so much, I don't deserve any of this. » she rambled in his neck, as her tears were soaking his shirt.
« Oh, I'll have to disagree with that statement, Ms Claire. What happenned wasn't your fault. We will recover from this. As long as wer'e together, we'll be fine. It doesn't mean we're forgetting our child. It means that this baby is part of who you are now and what made you the strong woman that I'm in love with. I'm the one who does not deserve any of this. »
He kissed her forehead than took her in his arms again. « I love you, Kol Mikaelson, more than you could ever imagine. »
She was still sobbing as he placed her in his bed and lay beside her. While he reconforted her, he whispered gentle words to put her to sleep. When her eyes finally shuttered, a tear rolled down his eyes. The pain from the loss of his first child was more than overwhelming, a pain he never knew was possible. It felt like a part of him was lost but being with Davina filed it, a little bit, with her presence. Like, if he let go of her, he'll die for good. Their love was what make it bearable.
Ok ok. Here it is. I find it a bit lame, a bit cheesy. What do you think ? It's been a while, I've lost my touch haha. Plus, I don't have a beta, so I apologize in advance. What do you think of this ? Does it seems weird ? If I continue wih this story, i'll talk about the Westphall family and what is their part in this story. I wanted to do something with how Rebekah resurrected Kol and Klaus' reaction to this but I'm lack of time for the moment with my exams. I hope you enjoyed it. Thank yall for your supports and comments, it's really recomforting to see some people care about my work ! If anyone knew someone who would like to be my beta just message me ! Sorry if I take time to update and respond !