Rebekah's at him again. How the hell is he supposed to live in denial when she keeps bringing this up every five seconds?
"So who is it Kol? Come on, you can tell me," she says with a malicious smile.
"Drop it," Kol shoots back in what he hopes is a tone that will make her back-the-fuck off. She's been harassing him for days about it. Kol needs to distract her with something, anything. Screw it, why not throw his brother to the wolf?
"What about Elijah? You don't pick on him about his love life."
Elijah looks up from his book. It's beyond Kol how he can concentrate on reading with Rebekah in the room.
"There's no need to question my love life, it's perfectly healthy. It even has it's own personal doctor." And that's Elijah's input into the conversation before turning back to his book with a sly smile. Thanks for the help big brother.
"There see?" Rebekah says, like it's completely rational, "he's fine. It's you we need to worry about."
A look crosses Rebekah's face then, and Kol knows it means she's had a thought. Shit, what could it be? Before Kol has time to freak out properly, she voices her thought.
"Actually I don't think I've ever seen you with a girlfriend." Thank God, that's easy to explain, he was sure she'd been onto him.
"That's because I haven't had one. I fuck girls and then I kill them. That usually puts a dampener on things," Kol tells her, "for them anyway," he adds with a devious grin.
"Oh," is all Rebekah manages in reply. Good. That ought to shut her up for a while.
