(SPOILER IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED 4x13 yet….)
A/N: I did not know it was possible to hate someone as much as I hate Julie Plec right now. I am legit worried that she will run this show into the ground…
She's so obsessed with giving Elena as much screen time as possible…Plec's literally killed off SO MANY of the most interesting characters … (Lexi, Finn, Sage, Kol….) Like really? What on Earth is the point of introducing them if you're going to kill them off before you get to develop them?!
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the original Vampire Diaries plots or characters. If I did, Kol would be alive and Kennett would have began ages ago. Oh, and people would stop catering to Elena's every bloody whim. Still, all of the plot twists not directly from the show are mine!
Alone With You
Chapter 3: Runaway
"Forced to think Hell is a place called Home"
(Ludacris and Mary J. Blige – Runaway Love)
"Evening darling."
Bonnie doesn't respond to the smooth accent coming from the other side of the door.
Kol doesn't hear soft footsteps padding along wooden floors to signal that she is making her way to the door. He grows excited, because Bonnie's lack of response serves as an invitation for him to use more… drastic… measures.
He calmly turns away from the older Bennett's door and descends the wooden steps onto the pavement of her parking lot. He gives a nod to the blue Prius (his increasingly frequent visitation has lead them to become acquaintances). He leans on the car, and can feel the blood rush through his veins faster and faster as his eagerness builds. Nevertheless, he stays silent and listens.
He eavesdrops on the night sounds of Sheila's quaint little neighbourhood and allows the memory of his earlier encounter with her granddaughter to visit the forefront of his mind. Their little standoff on the back steps of the Grille was… for lack of a better word… entertaining. It is refreshing to have someone challenge him, to pretend as if they don't fear his every step. He finds himself amused by her actions, and Kol (who is easily bored) latches onto their encounters. Playing these little mind games with her isn't exactly conducive to his plans… but they won't hinder his plans either.
Kol hears footsteps quickly approaching the house and his devious smile draws him from his thoughts.
Bonnie hears knocking on her front door again and her shoulders tense in irritation. She doesn't understand why the youngest Original doesn't just leave her alone. This is the second time since their encounter on the steps of the Grille that he is trying to gain her attention/break down her Gram's door.
The knocking persists and Bonnie sighs. She really does not want to speak to the person who spends every other sentence reminding her of every doubt she has ever had.
She is surprised, though, to (instead of hearing a British accent) hear the peppy voice of Carey Tomlin—the 13-year old soccer star who lives down the block.
"Hi Bonnie! I'm sorry to bug you so late, but I really really really have to tell you something!"
Bonnie (half curious to hear the important news and half worried because the girl she used to babysit is out late) quickly makes her way to the front entrance.
She opens the door.
Bonnie isn't as surprised as she should be when she sees the redhead's neck being throttled in the firm hold of the one and only Kol Mikaelson.
"This nice man says he's going to rip out my throat if you don't invite him inside." Carey smiles wide with her dilated green pupils.
'Fuck.' At this point, that is really the only thought blaring in Bonnie's head. She glares at Kol. "You are disgusting."
Kol just shrugs casually in response. "Not my fault you have a 'save the innocents complex'. Now, do little Casey a favor and invite me inside."
Bonnie's glare deepens. "It's Carey."
"It'll be carnage if you don't hurry it up, darling."
Bonnie doesn't have a choice, and the words taste bitter and sour as the invitation slips from her lips.
Kol's smirk widens to an unnatural length as he releases his grip on Carey. Bonnie tries (unsuccessfully) to ignore the blue bruising decorating the girl's neck.
Kol turns Carey to face him and speaks softly. "You are going to continue on your jog and forget everything that happened from when you met me until now."
Carey just nods and Bonnie breathes a sigh of relief as ball of red curls turns and jogs away from the nightmare that this is sure to become. Somewhere deep in a place that she hates, Bonnie is jealous of the little girl who is able to run.
Bonnie can't.
She knows her problems would follow her to the end of time.
She's just invited Kol into Grams' home… the only sanctuary she had left. Safety was officially nonexistent in her life. She stays silent as the realization washes over her.
Kol's misleadingly happy voice breaks the silence. "You should stay over at your Gram's house for the next few nights… hmmm… actually, stay for about a week or so."
Bonnie wants to slap the smirk off of his pretty face. "And why should I do anything that you say?" She snarls.
His eyes gain a malicious sheen, and Bonnie is quick to regret her words. He steps up towards her, easily stepping across the threshold. She's too stubborn to back away though. No! Not in the place where Grams taught her to stand up to these foul creatures.
He is less than a breath away from her now. He is much too close, but Bonnie has much too much pride to let him see her back away. He smirks at her show of defiance and brings his mouth dangerously close to her neck.
She hates that (despite any ostensible display she presents) he can hear her heartbeat race faster in fear.
"Because," he murmurs "You wouldn't want me waiting outside of your home. I may run into daddy dearest, and I may not be as… merciful… as I was tonight. And if I'm in a bit of a temper… well, you might find yourself losing the only living relative you have left in this wretched town."
And then he's gone.
Bonnie's nerves are about to burst out of her skull.
She hates this. She hates the suspense and the fear and most of all, she hates him. She understands that this is probably another one of his games… she knows that he is avoiding her on purpose, hoping (like some sick child) that he can drive her crazed with paranoia.
It's been a week—an entire week, and Kol has yet to do anything. She hasn't even seen him since the night he threatened to kill Carey.
Shaking her head, Bonnie returns to packing up her History textbooks for her study outing with Matt. She zips up the pack a little harsher than necessary, then slips her white earphones in her ears and scrolls through her songs.
Her irritation is mounting, and all she can find herself thinking about is how all she wants to do in life is to slowly shove a white oak steak down his annoying, little throa—
"Miss me?"
"Hardly." She sneers.
She can't see Kol since he is still behind the door, but she just knows that he's smirking. Bonnie feels him turn the doorknob, and she tenses in anticipation.
He enters her Grams home, and Bonnie has never felt so violated in her life.
"Take one more step, and I will set you ablaze."
He puts his hands up in a pacifying gesture.
"Now, now. That's not a very bright idea. You'll tire out, I'll regenerate, and then I'll be all alone with your unconscious body." He leers at her (intentionally trying to provoke her) and throws in a predatory smirk. "God knows what'll happen next."
He ignores her warning and keeps on walking towards her.
Bonnie retaliates, and starts breaking his wrists and arms. He screams and is pulled down to his knees. She walks up to him and glares down at his pained face.
He looks up to her see her satisfied countenance and absentmindedly wonders if he kept that bat from Denver…
She just grabs her backpack and tries to make her way out of the house. Before she wanted him to appear, now she just wants him as far away as possible. So, she takes the initiative to create the much-needed distance. She quickly makes her way out the door and onto the pavement of Gram's parking lot.
She again places her earphones in her ears.
Kol zooms in front of her, dangles the recently acquired earphones in front of her, and cockily reminds her that he has super speed.
She sidesteps him and reminds him that she doesn't give a flying damn.
"Manners?" He growls.
"They are reserved for those who deserve the courtesy." She opens the door to her car but he's quick to slam it. Her back is pressed against his chest, and her palms stop her from slamming into the door of her car. His expensive cologne permeates her senses and all she wants is to be far, far, far away from this horrible creature.
He brings his mouth by her ear and she hates that she freezes the second his mouth presses against her ear.
"Hmmm…" He breathes, "those who deserve the courtesy?" He presses his hands against her waist in a bruising grip. "You mean like the Salvatores who turned Mummy into a vampire? Or how about the best friend who never calls unless she needs a spell? Or how about the ex-boyfriend who liked to make kissy face with random ghosts?"
She sends him flying into the front porch.
Kol just laughs and laughs and laughs as Bonnie drives away away away…
'You'll never get far enough…I'll always be able to find you… you'll never escape me…
Never.'
He listens to song after song as he walks down the street. He can't help but think that each song sounds so much better with her earphones.
His phone buzzes.
The caller ID tells him it's Jeremy Gilbert.
A/N: Somebody please help me out…. I don't understand why people are always calling Elena "compassionate" and making a big deal out of her compassion. I have yet to see her do anything super outstanding… if anything I think (vampire) Caroline is the most compassionate character on the show.
SO, can someone please give me a couple of examples where she is outstandingly compassionate? I'm just really confused and would like to know if it's just me being blind or if others feel the same about her?
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"My, my Miss Bennett. You've indulged quite a bit tonight. " His voice lowers, and so does his mouth. "I plan on doing the same."
He wants her to come here, maneuver through the carnage…
"To count the drops of blood spilled in her name."
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*p.s. for the purpose of this fic, Bonnie has the deed to the house (Grams left the house to her) but her dad is making her sell it. *