Kol immediately starts making his way towards me with Elijah holding the others back. I look at Bonnie, "Thanks for the heads up. Try to stall him." I whisper and she nods. I pull her the rest of the way inside and use my magic to seal the doors.
"I got this Dani. Go!" she says. With a nod, I take off towards the stairs and up to the room that I got ready in. Hoping for enough time to change and get the hell out of there.
Walking in, I close the door and before I can even start grabbing my clothes, I hear it open and close again. Spinning to look behind me, there he is. Looking sinfully handsome in his tux.
"I knew it was you." He says looking at me as if I were a ghost.
I turn my back to him, "I don't know what you expect me to say Kol."
"Just, don't turn away from me. Please. I've spent the past thousand years hoping one day I would see your face again. Please don't turn away." He says desperately.
Turning back to him, I can't bring myself to meet his eyes. I hear him walk up to me and I could see my reflection in his shoes. As his hands came up to remove my mask, I closed my eyes and prayed for strength not to just fall in to his arms.
"Look at me darling." He whispers. Never being able to fight his voice, I slowly look up and into his deep brown eyes. He puts his hands on either side of my face and begins looking it over closely.
"You are so beautiful my Ellie." He runs his right thumb over my lips and his left hand down my bare neck.
Closing my eyes and fighting the whimper building in my chest, "What are you doing Kol?"
He chuckles, "I'm greeting my fiancé that has been missing, presumed dead, for the past thousand years." Grabbing his hands and pulling them down with mine.
I open my eyes to meet his gaze, "Your fiancé has been dead for over a thousand years. I'm but a shell of who I was Kol. I'm not the girl you once knew. Just like I know you aren't the boy I fell in love with all that time ago."
Stepping back, I can see the hurt flash across his face. He puts his hands into his pocket and looks down. "So you don't love me anymore?" He asks. I know I should say know but I never could lie to Kol.
"Not love you? Are you mad? I've spent the last thousand loving and hating you equally." He looks up at me and smiles.
"So you do love me?" I let out an irritated growl, "Of course I do, you daft man." Letting out a huff of frustration, "But as much as I love you, I don't know if we would ever work Kol."
"How can you write us off without even giving us a chance? Ever since I entered this blasted town I have felt the pull in chest. Are you honestly going to stand there and tell me you haven't?"
Knowing he makes a valid point was hard to swallow. You see, I have always been two steps ahead of everyone in my life. It's how I've lived this long. I thought I had prepared myself for this. I thought I could brush him off and ignore him. Yeah, that plan went up quicker than a trailer in a tornado.
"Yes I've felt it Kol. I felt it the second Elijah and I got to Chicago." I wanted to slap myself as soon as that sentence left my mouth.
He scowls, "So you were there? That was your scent I came across in the hotel? You one the phone?" I nod my head.
"Why didn't you stay?" I could tell that hurt him and that just didn't sit well with me. I hate how much of an affect he still brings out in me.
"I wasn't ready Kol. I'm still not ready to see you. Yet here you are standing in front of me looking too damn sinful for your own good." I let out with a groan and a flail of my arms.
"Then why haven't I kissed you yet?" He asks with small smirk, "Because I won't let you." He laughs, "You can't stop me darling." Cocking a well-manicured eyebrow at him, "Is that what you think?" At my words, something shifted in his stance. His eyes darkened and a mischievous smug smirk made its way onto his handsome face.
I suddenly felt like I was being stalked by a predator and wouldn't I be damned if it didn't do delicious things to me.
As he starts moving towards me, I find myself backing up towards the bed. As soon as my knees hit the bed he is in front of me leaning down. Just as he is about to kiss me I hear a shrill voice yell out.
"Damn it Kol! You've had her long enough! Let me see my sister." I laugh at the interruption. Blurring towards the door, clearly shocking Kol, I pull the door open and find myself pulled into a squealing blonde known as Rebekah Mikaelson.
"Oh my god Dani! I've missed you so much!" She pulls back and pouts, "Do you have any idea how dreadful things have been with nothing but these bastards around me?" I smile, "I've missed you too Bekah." She squeals again at my nick name and pulls me back in for another hug.
I hear a throat clear and Bekah lets me go. Nik looks at me with a smile on his face. "Hello Little Dove." I smile at Nik, "Hello Nik." He pulls me into a hug and I couldn't help but smile. Being in his arms reminded me of simpler times.
Pulling back, he touches my face, "Seems you have some explaining to do love." I nod my head, "Not here. If you are all partied out, we can continue this conversation at my home over drinks."
With a nod of their heads, I make my way out of the room and back outside. As I made my way over to Tyler, I couldn't help but smile back at him. His smile was just infectious.
"Hey gorgeous. What can I do for you?"
"Fix things with Caroline so she will stop pouting and meddling in other peoples business? Also, for the sake of everything holy and my sanity, never invite me to one of these things again." I say with mirth in my voice. He chuckles and nods his head.
Making my way to Damon, Stefan and Elena I could see all of them tense a little bit.
"Hey, I'm taking off. Elena, will you be okay?" She looks warily at the Originals and then back at me.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" I snort, "They won't hurt me. I'll call you in the morning and we can discuss everything. Stefan, try not to kill anyone's buzz tonight?" He pulls a drink to his lips trying to hide a smile.
"I promise nothing." He says into his glass. Shaking my head, I look to Damon, "I got this baby doll. Go have your family reunion." He says kissing my forehead. I could hear growl come from Kol and I wanted to laugh at it but instead I did what I wanted to do since earlier in the evening.
Grabbing Damon by the scruff of his neck and yanking his head to the side, "If you ever pull the same shit you did tonight with the dancing, I will make you my bitch for at least a decade. Think, Paris 1920." He grunts, "Got it princess." I let him go, "Good night Damon."
Turning to the others, "Shall we?" Making my way outside to the valet, "My car." He nods and runs off. My car pulls up and I frown, "Not everyone is going to fit."
"I know where the house is. I'll meet you there." Says Elijah. Nodding my head, I make my way around the driver's side and get in. Taking off my shoes I toss them onto the back-floor board. Rebekah and Nik slide in the back and Kol gets in front. Making my way out of the Lockwood estate, it is a silent car ride during the twenty-minute drive to my house.
As I turn onto my driveway, I hear Nik chuckle, "We appear to be neighbors." Smiling to myself, "Is that so? Well, there goes the neighborhood." He barks out a laugh as I pull to a stop in front of the house.
Getting out of the car, Kol lets out a whistle, "I should have figured your taste would be similar to mine." I snort, "Please, if anything, you take after me." Making my way towards the door, I unlock the house and turn to the other three who staring at me expectantly.
"Rebekah, please come in." She smiles sticking her tongue out at her brothers. "Kol, if you would please come in." He smiles and brushes up against me as he comes in leaving goosebumps down my arms. I turn to Nik who is looking at me expectantly.
"What's wrong pup?" He playfully growls, "Let me in little dove." I smile, "If I don't?" He shakes his head, "Let me in little dove or else." I chuckle, "Or else what? You gonna huff and puff and blow my house down?"
Kol lets out a loud laugh and Bekah giggles. "Please come in," I stop and see Elijah approach, "Elijah." I could see Nik try to take a step in and growl at his brother. "Please come in Nik." I say.
He steps into the house, "Ha. Ha." He says walking towards my living room. "I thought it was quite humorous." Kol says following him.
Elijah shakes his head and follows them as well. "Dani? Please tell me you have something I can change into? This dress is itchy." I take the time to look over her dress. It's white with a black underskirt and studded details on the sweetheart strapless top. "Of course. We are about the same size."
We make our way up the stairs and towards my room. "You have so many bedrooms." She says in awe. "Never know who will stop by." I say off-handedly.
Walking into my room she gasps, "This is beautiful. I wish Nik would have done something like this for my room but instead it's pinks. Who in the world wants to sleep in a pink room?" I smile walking to my closet, opening it she steps in with me.
"Do you mind if I crash here tonight?" I smile. "Of course not. I guess sleep clothes then?" She nods. Walking over to my dresser, I pull out a pair of white pajama bottoms and black tank top and hand them to her. "Bathroom is through that door." She nods and walks in there to change.
Pulling out a pair of black yoga pants and a red tank top. I walk into my closet. Carefully stripping off my dress, I hang it up and put my clothes on. Taking my hair down and letting it fall down my back in curls, I make my way out to see Rebekah standing there holding her dress.
"Do you want me to hang it up for you?" She shakes her head, "No. I'm just going to burn it." I laugh, "Good idea. Come on, I don't want the men to drink up all of my liquor." She smiles.
Looping her arm with me, we make our way downstairs and into the living room to see all of them with their ties hanging loosely around their neck, the top button undone and their coats draped over a chair. Tossing her dress over the same chair, Bekah takes up a spot next to Kol. Shaking my head at almost all of the Mikaelson children sitting in my living room, I walk into the library and bring back five glasses and the bottle of bourbon.
Setting the glasses down, I fill them each, mine to the top. Setting the bottle down, I lean against my desk and take a sip.
"Did any of you ever meet Henry the VIII?" I ask breaking the tension in the room. They all shake their heads. "That's too bad. Married the prick for a while. Till he tried to have my head cut off." I say with a smirk.
"Wait, what do you mean you married him?" I shrug at Nik's question, "Exactly that. Never slept with the man. When I didn't produce an heir, he tried to have my head cut off. Of course, he and everyone that day in the Tower of London thought he had." I say with a shrug of my shoulders. "So you are saying, you were once a queen, truly?" Rebekah asks in wonder.
"Of course. Did you never try it?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. "No. It never occurred to me. Damn, I probably should have." I shake my head, "Nah. You would have gotten bored. Always meetings, and dinners, and war planning." I shiver at the memory of when I had to kiss the man. "Not the most pleasant of experiences?" Kol asks with an amused smirk.
"Honestly? No. But the jewels I got out of it fetched a hefty price during an auction eighty years ago." I say with a smirk mirroring his own.
"What else did you do?"
"A little of this, a little of that. We never stayed more than a few years in any given place." I can see Nik get a confused look on his face, "We?" I nod my head, "My uncle Phillip and my Cousin Mathias." I could see Rebekah perk up at his name, "Mathias is still alive?"
"He is. He is currently in Washington State with our pack helping a local shape shifter pack." At least that's where I assumed Alice sent them. Perhaps I should call and find out.
I could see Nik perk up at this, "You have a pack?" Rolling my eyes, "Of course I do. I am part werewolf after all. Sorry to break it to you sweetheart but you are not the only hybrid in town." I stop and start contemplating that.
Am I hybrid? Is a tri-brid a thing? Is it even a word? "Well actually that's not entirely correct." I could see the confused looks, "You're not a hybrid?" Rebekah asks confused, "Oh no I am. But..." I turn to Elijah, "What would you call me? I mean, when I can do this..." I snap my fingers and fireplace ignites.
I can see their eyes go wide, apart from Elijah. "How did you do that?" Kol asks in wonder, "I'm not just a werewolf and vampire. I'm a thousand-year-old witch as well."
"I don't understand. I lost my powers with the change, how did you keep them?" I let out a heavy sigh. "I guess I owe you my story then?" Pulling my desk chair around to sit between Rebekah and Elijah.
Refilling my glass, I slightly slouch and extend my legs in front of my crossing them at the ankles. Staring into the fire.
As I told them my story, I could occasionally hear gasps or uncomfortable shifting in their seats. Sure, they had seen part of what happened based on what I saw through Elijah's eyes but to hear it was completely different. As I caught them up, Nik asked why we ended up in Mystic Falls to begin with.
"Originally, we came to town because we were hoping Tyler Lockwood would be showing signs of transition, but he's just an innocent kid who has no real knowledge of what he is. The second I saw Elena, everything shifted. No longer was I worried about my pack. My revenge. Everything was about protecting her. Cause at the time, until Elijah so graciously corrected me, the true culprit behind the killings was a mystery to us."
Letting out a heavy sigh and slamming rest of my glass back I stare into the bottom of my empty glass. "We have been under the impression for the last thousand years, that it was the four of you, and Finn, responsible. When I first saw Elijah, I was ready to kill him."
I could see the shock on their faces, "You thought we had done it?" Rebekah asked in shock. I nodded my head, "After what happened to Henrik?" They all nod their heads in somewhat understanding, "Why didn't you ask us?" Nik asked, "If all it takes in flushing out the truth is asking for it, then we wouldn't need due process."
"True. So, you left on our wedding day, to repeat the spell our mother created and you've been walking around with a thousand-year-old grudge?" I snort, "Well, when you put it like that...pretty much."
"So you can't turn into a wolf anymore?" I shake my head, "I've actually never turned into one. Nor has my uncle or cousin. When I performed the spell, nature asked for a sacrifice. I sacrificed my wolf to a degree. I can still lead a pack. I have dual fangs. My eyes glow red and my nails grow long."
They grew silent in thought. Rolling everything I said in their heads no doubt. "So, why are you so intent on protecting Elena?" Nik asks.
"She's technically family, just not by blood. Her uncle used to be married to the last living member of my brother's bloodline. Their daughter is now a cold one. Although, she did have a half cold one daughter, so maybe it will continue. Not entirely sure." I say as an afterthought.
"Nik. Elijah. I almost forgot. I have a present for you. Well, it was also a present to myself but you know details." I say gesturing them to follow me.
"Trapping her was a bitch and you can thank the Salvatore brothers for it."
Walking down stairs I go through a heavy door into the cell them towards the door holding Katherine, they pull back the metal slot and see her slowly desiccating.
"That is a very wonderful gift indeed. Hello Katerina. Seems your running as come to an end." Nik says with a dark chuckle. "Just...kill. Me..." I shake my head, "Oh no. You, are going to be the vampire sacrifice for Nik's ritual. Only fitting since you were supposed to die in the first one, no?"
"How did they manage to catch her?" Elijah asks curiously. "Well, it's probably a bit over exaggerated but from what Damon told me…"
*********************************Damon POV**************************************
"Are we sure this is the right place?" Stefan asked me with a frustrated sigh. "Per my friends…" Stefan holds up a hand, "You don't have any friends. Except Dani but she's everyone's friend." I roll my eyes at my brothers jab and keep walking through the neighborhood she was supposed to be holed up in.
"As I was saying before you decided to interrupt. Bonnie did a tracking spell on her. Took her a while and few bloody noses but she came through." Stefan stopped again and crossed his arms with a furrowed brow. "What do mean Bonnie? Since when are you and Bonnie friends?"
I wave my hand at him dismissing his comment. "You have sorely misjudged our relationship. Bonnie and I, it's a hate/hate kind of relationship but, when it comes to protecting Elena, she's always up for it. So, friend of my enemy…well you get the picture." I say stopping in front of a house that screamed Katherine. It was in pristine condition and had the beacon for all vampires in the front yard. Also known as a foreclosure sign.
As I begin making my way up to the door, Stefan stops me again. "You are really starting to get on my last nerve brother." He looks up at the house, "Do you have a plan?"
I give him an affronted look and gesture to myself, "This is my we are talking about Stefan. Since when have I ever needed a plan?" He shakes his head, "I just hope you know what you're doing."
Of course, I knew what I was doing. I was Damon fucking Salvatore. The badder and better brother. Katherine wouldn't be able to resist my charms. At least, that's what I was telling myself.
As I got to the door, I knocked and put my hands in my pockets where I had a syringe of vervain stashed. When Katherine opens the door, I could tell by her slightly wide eyes she had no idea we were coming. "Damon. Stefan. To what do I owe the pleasure?" She says with a purr on her lips and it actually sent a shiver of disgust down my spine.
Giving her my best smile, we walk in and she closes the door behind us. "We've come to make you a deal." She crosses her arm and looks expectantly between us. "What could you possibly be offering and better yet, what do you want in return?"
I smile and lean against the archway separating the foyer and the living room. "We have something that can kill Klaus." I say with a cocky smirk. "Oh really? You are going to tell me you have a white oak stake?"
"We do. Damon and I have it hidden of course but we have a way to put down Klaus and protect Elena but we need your help to make it happen."
She smiles, "I'm listening. What do you want me to do?" I knew at that point we had her hooked. "Well, a good friend of mine, who's name I won't mention yet, has a way to pull him out of hiding. He's already contacted her and he is really pissed off." I say widening my eyes to emphasize my point.
"So basically she hates Klaus as much as we do since he wiped out her family like he did yours. We are offering you an in on taking him out. Hell, if you are super cooperative, we'll even let you drive the stake in." Stefan says with a dark crooked grin on his face.
"What did you want in return?" She asks a bit suspicious. I admit, it seemed too good to be true. I mean, of course it was but the bitch didn't need to know that.
"We need you fill in as Elena for a few days while we put her in hiding. That way, he won't suspect you're you and we keep Elena safe. Also, we plan on distracting him with your big reveal so we can take him down. Our friend happens to be a witch so you'll be perfectly safe."
Ha! If she only knew how much baby doll hated her. Oh wait, she does. "So all I have to do is pretend to be Elena and your witch will put him down so we can stake him?"
"Yep." I say popping the 'p'. "You in?" I could see she was running the plan through her head. Trying to find any kind of trick. If she only knew, she was the only one being tricked.
"Alright. Fine. I'm in. When do I need to start pretending to be human?" The way she said it was full of such disgust that it took everything for me not to just snap her neck. "Sooner the better. Since it's dark, we can probably get you to the Boarding House undetected."
She sighs and walks into another room coming back with her coat on. "This had better not be a trick Damon. Stefan," She says rubbing a hand up his chest, "I am willing to forgive. But you on the other hand…" She leaves the comment hanging as she walks out of the door. Using her little foreplay with my brother as a distraction, I pull the syringe out and blur up behind her.
Shoving it in her neck, I could see it already take effect. "Nighty night Katherine. Next time you wake up, please give my regards to Klaus." I say snapping her neck. I let out a chuckle of satisfaction. Snapping her neck was a rush. It was almost too bad it was over so quick.
"You're carrying her." I say to Stefan blurring off. I could hear him growl and soon he was falling in step just behind me. About ten minutes later we come up on Ella's house. As we walk in, she comes out of the library with a smug smile on her face.
"It must be my birthday." She says looking at Katherine and then to the two of us. "You wanted, we got her. Where do you want her?" She gestures for us to follow her to a door that was nestled behind the stairs leading to the second floor.
As she pulls the door open, we start following her with Katherine in tow down a flight of stairs into the basement. As she goes straight, she pulls open a heavy steel door with leading to a cell with a metal table in the middle. "Put her here." She says walking to a cabinent on the wall. As we unceremoniously drop her body, I could tell she was starting to come to. Snapping her neck again, I couldn't get over how much fun it was.
"So satisfying." I say to myself. "I'm sure it is. I would rather kill her now and get it over with but she's a bargaining chip against Klaus in case he doesn't want to play nice." She says with her back still turned to us. A few minutes later, she is coming back over with a large syringe filled with who knows what. She slams it into Katherine's heart and injects it.
Immediately Katherine started turning grey and desiccating. "Remind me never to piss you off." I mumble to her. She giggles, "Please Damon. Your sole purpose in this life is to piss me off." She says while tossing the syringe into a waste bin.
"How long will this hold her for?" Stefan asks eyeing Katherine carefully, "She'll be unconscious for a few days and then she will wake up and be in so much pain she will be unable to move. If she does somehow manage to get up, she won't get through the cell door. Trust me, she isn't going anywhere."
"I love it when you're evil." I say to her and she rolls her eyes holding up a hand. "Sorry Damon. That ship has sailed." I pretended to not know what she meant but part of me was disappointed we wouldn't have a repeat of our time together decades ago.
"I was just paying you a compliment. You could do the polite thing and say thank you. I mean, it's just good manners." She snorts at me and begins making her way out of the room gesturing us to follow her. "You only compliment me when you want sex Damon. It's not happening. Also, you are the last person I would take advice from when it comes to manners."
****************************Daniella's POV*****************************************
"I am liking the Salvatore brothers the more I hear of them. So, it was really that easy to trick her?" I shrug, "Per Damon and Stefan, yeah. You scare her that much Nik. I honestly don't see it." I say looking at him critically.
Walking back upstairs while they tease Katherine, I make my way back into the library. Refilling my glass, I go to stand in front of the fireplace staring into the flames. Taking a sip, I let out a sigh.
How crazy have things become? I went from no Mikaelson, to one Mikaelson, now to almost all of them. I wonder if Nik knows where his father is? I should ask him so I can stake the son of a bitch out.
"What's on your mind darling?" I smile at his pet name, "How I can't wait to drive one of my white oak stakes through your father's heart for murdering my family." He comes to stand behind me and I could feel his breath on my neck.
"You have white oak stakes?" I nod my head. "Five in fact. I knew that was the only thing that could kill you all, so I spent centuries waiting for a new one to grow. When it did, right here in Mystic Falls in fact, I commissioned a table made from it. As soon as it arrived, I whittled them down into stakes. But now, I only have them for your father. Once he is dead, I will destroy what remains."
I could feel his hands come up my bare arms and onto my shoulders, "What are you doing Kol?" I ask in a heavy breath, "You look stressed darling. I'm just trying to relax you." He says with a teasing tone; I step forward and turn to look at him. "You, Kol Mikaelson, are not as smooth as you think you are." I brush past him and make my way towards the kitchen.
"How large is this house?" Rebekah asks walking into the kitchen, "Too big for just me anymore. I'm thinking about selling it and just getting an apartment in town or something." I say with a shrug.
"I have an idea." Kol says with a Cheshire smile. "Oh this can't be good. You have that look." He looks affronted, "What look? This is just my face darling." I shake my hand and put my hands on my hips, "The same look you would get whenever you snuck cake when your mother would bake." I say with a shake of my head. Not liking at all what he could be thinking.
"Just hear me out darling. Why don't we get rid of our house and move in here with you?" As he says this, I take a drink and I nearly spit out my mouth full of bourbon. Forcing it down I look at him like he's insane.
"With the way you four fight? Half my house would be destroyed before the weeks out." I see Rebekah pout, "Please Dani? It's been so long since I could live with another woman. All the testosterone is suffocating me." She says as she mimes that she's choking.
"It would allow us to work closer together. Protecting Elena would be easier since she would be comfortable with you than just us." Nik offers.
"You only care for your ritual Nik. Don't pretend you truly care for her wellbeing." He feigns like he is hurt, "You wound me little dove."
Letting out a sigh and looking at each of them, lingering a little longer on Kol than necessary. He winks and damn it, I'm sold.
"Fine. You guys can move in. Let's go figure out rooms for you." I stop and turn to them holding out a finger, "One scratch on any surface on any spot in this house, I will have all your asses." Turning on my heel I lead them up the right staircase. Turning down the right hall I stop two doors down, "Rebekah, your room if you like it."
She steps in and looks. A white four post bed sits in the middle with a matching vanity against the wall behind it. The bed has a soft blue duvet with white and blue pillows of various sizes. An oak dresser with a matching changing screen next to it. The oak wood floors are the same color as the dresser as well. I walk over to the closet and open the double doors, "This is the second largest closet, after mine, in the house."
There are several racks and the entire back wall has cubbies for shoes. Walking into the bathroom, it is basic white with a large claw tub and steel shower head with a curtain that wraps completely around the tub. "I figure that it's mainly white, you can give it your own touch with colors and the such."
"I love it. It's like a blank canvas."
Leaving her to check out her room, I gesture for the boys to follow me. "Elijah. I think you will find this to your liking." Opening the door, the room has a crème carpet floor. The bed was a cedar sleigh bed with a dark green comforter and white sheets. The pillows were green with white stripes down them. To the left was a matching desk and high back brown leather chair. A small bookshelf against the right wall.
"Closet." I say pointing to the first door. "Bathroom." I say pointing the second door. He walks over and opens it, the floor is tiled in a checker pattern of brown and white. The shower was a step in with a large shower head. "Sorry, no tub in that one." He shakes his head, "I have never been one for baths."
With that I walk out of the room and lead the remaining to the last two rooms at the end of the hall. "Nik, for you." I say gesturing. He opens the door and there is a Brazilian cherry bed with gold blanket, black sheets and matching pillows. A matching desk and dresser. The floor was the same color carpet as Elijah's. I point to the first door, "Closet." I point to the second, "Bathroom." He walks into the bathroom and sees a black marble sink with gold faucets. Black tiled floor, white walls and a white tub with multiple shower heads coming from the walls and a glass door to seal it.
"It's like you designed it with me in mind." I snorted, "No. The bedrooms except my own, were designed by two very good friends of mine."
Turning to Kol, "Last but certainly least." I say and he smirks. "This room is for you."
I open the door and he doesn't even look in it. "I don't like it." I shrug, "Okay. I have five more."
Gesturing to follow me to the other end of the house. I open the first door. He once again doesn't even look at it, "Don't like it." I roll my eyes. We repeat this process with the remaining empty rooms.
"What in the actual hell Kol? I just showed you six bedrooms and you shot them all down." He smiles seductively, "You didn't show me your room."
"You are not sleeping in my room Kol."
He shrugs, "You say that, but you could still show it to me." With a roll of my eyes, I open the large double doors leading into my bedroom. He makes his way over to my bed and jumps back onto it putting his hands behind his head and leaning against the headboard.
"I like this one." I put my hands on my hips and shake my head, "Oh no. You aren't sleeping in my room Kol." He kicks his shoes off and slides down so he is laying down. "Are you going to move me?" With a flick of my wrist the mattress flips off the bed and lands on the floor with loud thud.
"Guess that answers your question?" I say with a smile on my face. He crawls halfway from under the mattress with disheveled hair and a large grin. "You're going to pay for that." I smile at him and make my way to balcony. Opening the doors, I walk to the railing and stand up on it. Spinning to face him, I can see he is pulling himself out from under mattress and trying to salvage his hair. The second he stands I smirk at him, "What could you possibly do?"