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Chapter nine
I was wrong, I will cry
I will love you till the day I die
You were all, you alone and no one else
You were meant for me
When morning comes again
I have the loneliness you left me
Each day drags by
Until finally my time descends on me
I go to sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I go to sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
-I go to sleep by Sia
Dearest Kol,
Once upon a time, I thought love was something that could be measured in diamonds you wore, designer labels you purchased or millionaire you married, but then I met you. And my perception of love changed. I could be a liar here, and proclaim that I loved you from the moment I saw you, but I didn't Kol. I fell in love with you when you held my hair back as I vomited my breakfast. I fell in love with you when you stopped drinking coffee even though you loved it because I couldn't bear the smell. I fell in love with you when you held me in your arms, and comforted me without asking what bothered me even for once. I fell in love with you Kol; I fell in love with you. It was not something I had planned; it was not something I had ever dreamt of, but it was the most beautiful feeling I had ever experienced in my calculating phony existence.
You were my angel Kol, your brother Elijah my devil.
I slept with him until the last evening before our wedding. I took your words of love, and ground them beneath my feet in haze of lust. I felt as if I was the most cunning woman alive, playing the two brothers; marrying one while sleeping with another. I fancied that Elijah had affection for me. How stupid I was? How ignorant of the gift that was right in front of me? You loved me Kol, but you were just a means to an end before I fell in love with you. You were my ticket of having anything I desired. You were my passport to the land of wealth. I know even my million words of apology won't be enough to lessen the gravity of what I have done.
I am pregnant Kol. I know you know about it, and I know you think this is your child, but it's not Kol. It's Elijah's. For him my baby is just an inconvenient fetus. He went to lengths to suggest that I should pass it as yours if I am so adamant about bringing this child in the world, but I can't do that. I can't make you a fool Kol. I can't let Elijah feel smug after every time he sees the child and thinks how expertly he passed on his burden to his younger brother.
I love you Kol, I fell in love with you when I was pregnant with another man's child. You may not believe it now when you are reading these lines, lines that shriek about my sins, but I really do love you. And because I love you, I can't see that light in your eyes turn into maniacal gleam of insanity. So, goodbye Kol. I will be gone when you read this, and that is a solace for me. At least you won't have to face the prospect of confronting your whorish wife.
Someday you are going to meet a person who will deserve you, as I have never deserved you. Someday you will have love that lasts for a life time.
Your wife,
Bonnie.
His world crashed. It exploded into million little pieces, and when it came together again it was jumbled and fuzzed. Kol Mikaelson couldn't comprehend the fact that his wife had tried to kill herself, and on top of it, this letter conked out his heart with every proceeding line, and he could do nothing to stop it.
He couldn't imagine how Elijah could do something like this? Had he no heart?
Kol had always known about his brother and Bonnie; had always suspected what was going on behind his back, but he had never shown it, had never demanded explanations from Bonnie. He had loved her, he loved her, and loving her meant accepting her. He couldn't discard her for doing something he himself had indulged in. He had known about their affair before his marriage, but he had never known that the baby he had been so overjoyed about had never been his.
He knew his family was by no means a conventional family. The royal blood in their veins made them different from other people, but did it make them apathetic?
How could Elijah be so callous?
He knew his brother was cold, but he had never known the degree of his depravity before. Kol could have loved the child. He could have loved the baby as his own. He had seen what their father's hate had made Nicklaus before he found Caroline. He had seen his father's revulsion for their half brother.
But he was no Mikael. It would have pained him to accept that his wife had violated his trust in such heinous way, but how could he hold a baby responsible for the mistakes that were Bonnie's and Elijah's?
He remembered the day when all of them had been teenagers, and Klaus had gotten a severe beating at the hands of their father. They had hidden their brother in one of the spare rooms where not even cleaning staff bothered to venture. In the dead of the night they had crept in the room with food, and wine they had sneaked from kitchens, and it had been Elijah who had taken the beating in Klaus' stead the next day when their father had come to know about it.
Where had that noble Elijah vanished? When had his brother changed so much?
'Your Highness.'
He turned to see the grim faced doctor standing with his head bowed.
His heart thudded, and for a moment it felt as if it would stop. Had he lost Bonnie?
He barely held on to his composure as he gestured the doctor to speak. His eyes were dry, but inside he was a mass of heartbreak, agony and tears.
'We managed to stop the bleeding but we couldn't save the baby.'
Bonnie was alive. It was the only thought that flashed on the forefront of his mind, but then the second part registered and he felt like vomiting.
Elijah had killed his own child. He had driven Bonnie on the edge of a cliff from where she had seen jumping as her only way out.
He didn't remember if he had thanked the good doctor or not. He willed his body to walk till the end of corridor where his knees gave away and he fell in an empty chair. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know how he was going to face Bonnie, and tell her that she was alive at the expense of their child.
He didn't know when Klaus and Caroline came for him. He didn't remember when they settled on the either side of him; a strong solid support. He didn't retain when tears made their way out of his eyes and he broke in Caroline's arms crying for a future that had been murdered by his own brother.
Prince Elijah Mikaelson had hoped to gather the information about Elena as quietly as possible, but when he reached the reception, someone was already there inquiring about the whereabouts of lovely Elena.
'What do you mean she checked out? Did she leave any forwarding address?' a very irate Damon Salvatore was gritting his teeth and hissing at the receptionist.
'We are very sorry Your Royal Highness, but we don't divulge information of our guests. It's against our confidentiality policy.'
At first Elijah thought that Damon was just after address of some broad he had spent his night with. Elijah was glad Damon had decided not to join him.
'Elena Gilbert. Her name is Elena Gilbert and I know her. Is that not enough for you? I want to talk to your manager, call him here this instance.' Looked like Damon was in full Grand Duke mode.
Wait, had he said Elena Gilbert?
DUN-DUN-DUN. A cliffie. Please don't hate me for it. So what do you think of this chapter? Review below and let me know. Till then stay tuned for the next chapter of 'The Ugly Truth'.
-Eos