Song - Just a Game by Birdy

*Juliet's POV*

I awoke the next morning to the sound of someone's gentle heartbeat. My head was still foggy from sleep, but I soon realized where I was.

My head was resting on Kol's chest, my ear pressed against his heart. One of my arms rested by my side while the other was draped over his bare chest, my hand resting on his broad shoulder and our legs were intertwined. I snuggled against him a little closer, relishing in the warmth that radiated from his body.

It was in that moment that I was probably the happiest I had ever been in my entire life. However, that happiness was short-lived.

I hadn't been trying, but I saw what he was dreaming; he was completely relaxed and had let down the wall between his mind and my own.

I remembered something that I had been told shortly after I was turned about how vampires could exchange thoughts through touch. Thoughts could be shared when a vampire lets down their guard, which would allow someone into their thoughts and dreams.

Everything was sporadic and I saw quick flashes of images and heard a voice.

I tried focusing on them and realized that the images were of me from months ago when we had first met, when I was still human. The voice I was hearing was Kol's. It wasn't an ordinary dream, it was bits and pieces of past thoughts, flashing through his unconscious mind while he slept.

I sat up a little, keeping one hand on him so I wouldn't break the connection and I propped myself up on my elbow using my free arm. I was careful not to disturb him. I closed my eyes and let his thoughts flood in.

"I shouldn't feel this way about her, I can't. What's wrong with me?" My face appeared in his thoughts momentarily.

"She's human, this can't happen. I won't let it." he said.

The image of a mangled, bloody body flashed through his mind. I could almost feel his anger and frustration.

"I'm going to kill her, no confliction, no hesitation." My face flashed though his mind again and then there was darkness and silence. He had put up the wall again as he stirred under my grip, slowly waking up.

I made sure to block off my thoughts from him and opened my eyes. I put on a fake smile to cover up my shock and acted like nothing was wrong.

He opened his eyes and looked into mine. A small smile played at his lips. "Where you watching me sleep?" he questioned, a light chuckle passed through his lips.

I hesitated for a moment, trying to act normal. "Maybe." I teased. My fake smile never faltered.

He smiled and rolled over on his side to face me directly. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him, kissing me softly.

I was too caught up in my thoughts to kiss him back, which he easily noticed. He pulled back and gave me a confused and worried look. "What's wrong?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

I shook my head. "Nothing. I just," I hesitated, trying to think of a quick lie. I didn't want to lie to Kol, but he hadn't been entirely honest with me so it was fair. Right?

Nervously, I pushed a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "I think I should go home and talk to my mother. I just feel like if we talk things out it'll make things better between us." I said.

I rolled away from him and climbed out of the bed. I started slipping on my clothes as I found them scattered on the floor. I don't understand how people in movies just wake up after spending the night with someone and already have their clothes on. I mean, do they get redressed in the middle of the night, or what?

As I pulled my shirt over my head, the last piece of clothing I had to put on, I heard Kol scoff under his breath. I rolled my eyes. "What?" I groaned, turning around to face him.

He had gotten out of bed and was now halfway dressed in his jeans, still searching for his shirt. "Can't you just go talk to her later?" he asked, a hint of childish pleading in his voice.

I shook my head. "No. I mean, I just stormed out on her and everything. I'm sure that now that she's cooled off she'll want to talk and sort things out." I replied. I bent down and pulled my shoes out from underneath the bed, sitting on the edge of the bed to put them on.

I turned back to Kol who was pulling his shirt on. He plopped down on the bed, next to me. "What is there to sort out? You can't just stop being a vampire. It's who you are now. If she can't accept that then that's her problem, not yours." he said simply.

I shook my head. "I have to make things right."

"You realize that she'll try to control you, don't you? Do you really want to be like every other vampire in this God forsaken town?" he asked.

I was honesty getting annoyed. I wasn't even going home right now, let alone going to make up with my mother. I didn't forgive that easily. Surely Kol knew that. To answer my question, he did.

"What's really going on? Why are you so quick to get away from me?" he asked. His voice was even, like it was when he was trying to keep his temper under control. The Mikalesons were notorious for their tempers.

I swallowed hard. "I'm not trying to get away from you. Why would I?" I asked, trying to match my tone to him. I stood up and turned to face him.

He shrugged. "You tell me. You're the one who's lying." he said cooly.

I scoffed. "Right, like you have any room to talk about lying. You're the one who hasn't been honest." I accused, crossing my arms over my chest. He just had to question me. To be honest, I knew he would.

"What are you talking about? I've been nothing but honest with you. You're the one who's lying." he snapped. His calm façade was faltering.

"Oh please." I spat back. "If you've been completely honest with me then answer me honesty when I ask you this. How did you feel about me when we first met? When I was still human." I demanded.

I had clearly caught his off guard because he hesitated. His mouth gaped open for a second as he tried to think of what to say. "It doesn't matter how I felt then." he finally answered in a low, stern voice, avoiding my gaze.

"Yes it does!" I shrieked, throwing my hands up in frustration. "It especially matters when you wanted to kil me." I muttered, not meaning to say that out loud.

His expression was a combination of surprise, worry, and anger. One emotion didn't seem to dominate the other. "How do you know that?" he demanded, stepping closer to me.

"You were dreaming about it." I replied quietly. I never looked away from his face; I wanted to see how he would react.

"I," he started. His eyes seemed to be searching through the depths of mine as he sought some answer that would make me feel better.

The silence was deafening. I couldn't tell how much time had passed before he spoke again, seconds, minutes, hours. "I should have told you. I'm so sorry. I just didn't want you to think that" I stopped him, throwing my hand up.

I bit my lower lip, fighting back angry tears "Didn't want to think what? That you were just using me? That it was all a game to you? Well guess what, that's exactly what I think." I spat. "I can't believe I almost let myself," I couldn't finish that sentence. Fall for you. Those were the words I was going to say. I knew that if I said them out loud they would haunt me.

A tear slipped down my cheek, clinging to my chin for a moment before it fell. I didn't bother to wipe away the streak it left behind or stop the others that followed. I didn't care.

"Juliet, please." he begged. His eyes were just as desperate as his words.

I didn't wait around to listen to anything else he had to say. I turned around and left the room, I ran from it, from him. He didn't chase after me; I wasn't sure if I was relieved or hurt by that. I ran out of the house and got into my car, speeding out of the driveway as fast as I could.

The familiar feeling of betrayal crashed down on my like a tidal wave, consuming me entirely.

I was so angry at myself. I had fallen for him, against my better judgement. He had gotten under my skin and flowed through the blood in my veins. I had let him in and now I would pay the price for it. Even as I drove madly down the road, my vision blurred by tears, there was still a part of me that was in love with him and I hated myself for it.

*Kol's POV*

Why didn't I stopped her? Why didn't I run after her?

I knew that I should have never kept the truth from her, but I thought it would be better if she didn't know. I was beyond ashamed about how I used to feel about her. It didn't even matter to me anymore because I didn't want to hide the way I felt about her anymore. She hadn't even given me the chance to tell her how I felt. I was in love with her.

It was because I was in love with her that I was trying to protect her. Everything I did was for her. She was mine and I didn't want to let anything or anyone hurt her, even myself. But I had failed. She was fragile and I had broken her, I had seen it in her eyes just before she left.

I had to apologize. I had to try to fix this.

Someone knocked lightly on the door before they opened it and walked in. "Elijah." I deadpanned, not needing to look to know it was him.

"Kol." was all he said. His voice was calm, understanding.

"I messed up." I said quietly, looking over to him. I tried not to seem as pathetic as I felt.

He walked carefully over to stand next to my bed, where I lay staring at the ceiling. He waited for me to speak. "You're a romantic, Elijah. Surely you must have some advice that's worth my while." I said, sitting up and moving to sit at the end of the bed.

Elijah sighed and took a seat next to me. "I may have a great deal of experience with love, but I'm afraid there isn't anything I can tell you right now that you don't already know." he replied honesty.

I knew that he was right, but I still wanted his advice. "Tell me anyway." I insisted.

He let out a long sigh. "Well, tell her how you feel. Tell her that the only reason you were keeping secrets from her was to protect her feelings. If you're lucky she'll understand." he said, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"I guess you were listening." I muttered, chuckling lightly.

His lips twitched up for a moment. "Accidentally, at first." he replied. He pat me on the shoulder before he got up and walked toward to the door. "I'm glad you still have your humanity. For a while I was afraid life had stripped it away from you." he said, turning to face me. A hint of relief gleamed in his eyes. Elijah had always valued humanity. Now I could see why. And it wasn't as awful as I had once thought it to be

I scoffed, shaking my head slightly. "So did I."

A.N.- I hope Kol was portrayed correctly when I wrote from his POV. I don't like making characters OOC. Sorry if this was kind of a sad chapter. Anyway, I had a great time on vacation and now I'm back in a writing mood! I'll update again soon. Thanks for the support! Please continue to R&R! Reviews are like virtual hugs :D

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