Song - Not Alone by Red

*Juliet's POV*

A week had passed since my mother's death. I left town that night and I hadn't thought twice about it since. I went around from one city to the next, drowning myself in blood and booze.

I didn't care who I killed. I didn't care where I went. I didn't care that I left everyone and everything behind. I just didn't care.

I ditched my phone since people would not stop calling and texting me and I got a new one. It was really annoying. I'm not sure how he found me, but my father showed up at the door of the hotel room I had chosen to stay in that night.

When I heard a knock at the door, I tossed the halfway drained body I had been feeding from onto the floor and got up to answer the door. My father stood just outside the door, hands in the pockets of his grey trenchcoat and a brooding expression.

"Yeah?" I asked, my expression was blank.

He furrowed his brows in the disappointed sort of way that I was all too familiar with. "Alright?" he greeted. He looked behind me at the body that lay still on the floor and scowled.

I just shrugged. "What do you want? Come to give me a lecture?" I asked, peering around him to see if anyone had come with him. I didn't want him to bring anyone who would try to spoil my fun.

"Juliet," he began, stepping past me through the threshold. I exhaled and closed the door, turning back to him. He frowned. "What are you doing?" he asked, his eyes were sad when he looked at me.

I shrugged once again. "What do you mean?"

He sighed. "You know exactly what I mean. You left town, not even bothering to come to your mother's funeral. What happened to you?" Something changed in his eyes. "Did you," he paused, clenching his jaw and looking away from me. "Did you turn off your humanity?" he asked, angry.

"Yeah. So what? What did you expect me to do? Go to her funeral and sit there while family I barely even know tell me how sorry they are for my loss and watch me not shed a single tear?" I asked, keeping my voice and face vacant of any emotion.

"No! You should have stayed and never turned off your humanity in the first place!" he nearly screamed. He took in a deep breath and ran his fingers over the stubble on his face. "I can't bear to see you like this." he said gently, looking into my eyes, trying to find any sign that I was understanding what he was saying.

I just gave him a blank stare and said. "Then leave. I don't want you here anyway."

He looked like he was about to say something, but he didn't. He just turned around and walked out, slamming the door as he did so.

I turned my attention back to the body I had dropped and picked it up, quickly draining what blood was left. I would have to go out and find a new one to play with, or better yet, find a new city to go to. If my father knew where I was, there wasn't a doubt in my mind that he would soon tell everyone else who was looking for me where to find me.

*Kol's POV*

I was sitting in the living room with my phone in one hand and a glass of Bourbon in the other. It had been a week and Juliet still hadn't called me. I was getting worried.

My phone started buzzing in my hand suddenly. I quickly looked down to see who was calling. To my disappointment, it was Juliet's father, not Juliet. Maybe he knew something about where she was.

"What'd you find?" I demanded as soon as I answered the call.

"She's in Richmond at the Ferguson Hotel." he replied.

I sighed in relief. "I'm on my way." I said, standing up and starting toward the front door.

"Wait," he said from the other line. His voice had a hint if caution in it. "She flipped her switch. Her humanity is off."

I sighed, shaking my head. "I should've guessed." I said quietly, pinching the bridge of my nose in frustration. "Well, I guess we'll just have to get her to turn it on again." I decided. I continued out the door and went out to my car, getting in and starting down the road.

He scoffed a little. "And how do you plan on doing that? I know her better than you do. Even if she turns is back on, she'll just channel everything into anger." he said.

I rolled my eyes even though he couldn't see me. "Look mate, the longer we wait, the harder it'll be to convince her to turn it back on and the worse it'll hurt her when she finally does. I'll find her and I'll convince her to turn it back on." I said, trying to hide the annoyance in my voice.

"And if that doesn't work?" he asked skeptically.

I bit the inside of my cheek. "Then we'll do whatever we have to. I'm not letting her go down that path." I replied. I knew from experience what it was like to have your humanity off. I had done it for longer than I cared to admit.

I was never good with my emotions, with letting people in. Juliet was one of the first people I had let myself care about in a long time. I wasn't going to let her go, not now, not ever.

I hung and continued down the road, trying to get to her as quickly as I could. I had to save her from herself.

*Juliet's POV*

I went back down to the hotel bar for a drink and a quick snack before I hit the road once again. Maybe this time I would go to Spain, maybe Hawaii.

When I was done, I went back up to my room to find that someone had broken the handle to get in. My first instinct was to run, but when I turned to do so, whoever had gotten into my room rushed out and grabbed me by the arm. They turned me around to face them, it was Kol. "What do you want?" I asked.

"What are you doing?" he demanded, much more urgent than when my father had asks me.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that? I'm just going off on my own here. If you gave a damn about me then you'd let me go. Haven't you heard that saying? If you love someone, you'll let them go or something." I said, glaring at him.

He rolled his eyes. "Do you honestly think I'd leave you?" he asked, shaking his head in disbelief.

I shrugged. "No, but I can dream, can't I?" I scoffed. I finally managed to slip out of his grip, but I didn't run. I just stood in front of him.

"You need to turn it back on." he said firmly, never breaking eye contact.

"And why should I?" I challenged, crossing my arms over my chest.

He sighed. "If you don't, there's no telling what you'll do or who you'll kill. You don't want to end up like that." he said. He was sincere as far as I could tell.

I laughed, though nothing was funny. "Oh, the irony." I thought aloud, receiving a confused look from Kol, so I filled him in on what I was thinking. "Kol Mikaelson, the infamous Original vampire who's known for being ruthless and reckless, who's spent much of his life tormenting humanity is actually speaking out against doing just that." I laughed again. I looked him in the eyes. "You hypocrite." I nearly spat. I could've sworn I heard him growl. "Careful now, don't get too emotional on me. You know, if you flipped your switch you wouldn't have worry about those pesky feelings." I paused, twisting a curl around my finger, looking off into space mockingly, pretending to be deep in thought.

"You could come with me. I wouldn't mind having my partner in crime back." I suggested with sarcastic enthusiasm. "I mean, you were the one that introduced me to this way of life in the first place. This is what vampires are supposed to do." Part of me really hoped that he would give and go with me, not so he could wreak havoc with me, but so I could be near him; I ignored it.

"There's a difference between being a vampire and being a psychopath." he spat, now avoiding my gaze. He took in a deep breath. "This isn't who you are, you're"

"I'm what?" I interrupted. "I'm good? That's the same thing my mother said right before she died. I don't believe it." I said. I could feel my emotions bubbling up to surface, I quickly stuffed them back down.

He reached out and grabbed my hand, I pulled away. "I do. You aren't a monster, Juliet. You're strong and stubborn and beautiful. That's why I fell for you." he began. I bit my lower lip, avoiding his eyes. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. "I will never give up on you, even when you feel like you aren't worth saving. And when you hit the bottom, I will be there to bring you up again. When you need me, I will be there. You are not alone. I promise." he whispered. I could see the love in his eyes, hell, I could practically feel it radiating from him. Maybe he really did love me.

It didn't matter to me whether or not he loved me. I couldn't turn it on again, everything was too painful, life was too painful.

I leaned in closer to him until our lips were just an inch apart. "Don't make promises you can't keep." I whispered. And with that, I left.

About month went by and it was now December. I had been all around the country, I even went back to London for a while. But there was something missing. So, against my better judgement, I made a stop in Mystic Falls.

A light layer of snow coated the ground as I walked past rows of headstones until finally arriving at the one I had come there to see. Cynthia Elizabeth Jacobs, my mother. On her headstone, the words Beloved Daughter and Loving Mother. I scoffed. "Well, that's original."

I crouched down and brushed the excess snow off of it. I took in a deep breath. "Hey mum." I said, tracing my fingers lightly over the engravings. "It's been a while." I chuckled under my breath. "Well, I'm sure you already know that." I stopped for a moment.

What was I doing here?

I chewed my lower lip. "I miss you, so much." I whispered. I could feel sadness coming up to the surface. But, instead of stuffing it down like I had for the past month, I let it surface. I needed to feel something, anything. Even this. "I'm so sorry. I should've been there to protect you." I said as a tear slipped down my cheek. I wiped it away with the back of my hand. "Don't worry, I'm going to make things right. I'm going to stop him. I promise." I whispered, not to assure her, but to assure myself.

I wiped away a few remaining tears and got to my feet. I knew what I had to do, but I wanted to see Kol first, I may not get another chance.

A.N.- All I'm going to say is that I love the song I mentioned at the beginning of the chapter. It was honestly such a big inspiration for Kol's speech to Juliet. I encourage you all to listen to it if you haven't already.

I lied, I also wanted to say that I didn't want Juliet to keep her humanity off for long. I want her to have it on for the next chapter. And the next chapter will be the last actual chapter, the final one will be an epilogue.

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