"I want a dark Koroline with a possessiv Kol. Kol come back to live and show to Caroline than Klaus doesn't care about her because he has Hayley, Cami.. and it's dark because Caro don't want to be with Kol... something like that." –Guest
"Can you write where Kol hurts Damon for what he did to Caroline in season 1?" –StefQ
Some really dark themes here so be forewarned and I purposely misinterpreted that Brad Pitt quote.
"If you love her to the point of madness, she will become it."-Brad Pitt
Other boys will give her flowers. Other boys will give her pretty jewelry. Other boys will confess heartfelt declarations to her. But other boys are not Kol Mikaelson.
Because Kol Mikaelson is all cruel smiles and biting words as he appears at her doorstep, fresh from the Other Side. "Hello, sweetheart," He greets her, leaning on the doorframe but unable to cross that barrier. "Feel like some fresh air? Just the two of us?"
Fear is a force that practically makes her want to slam the door in his face and run up the stairs, as fast as she can. She is not the predator here, never with someone as vicious and unhinged as the vampire outside her front door. But she looks into his eyes too long and she's lost, puppet on a string with a monster for a master.
He touches her the moment she steps out of the house, fingers oddly gently as he traces up from her elbow to her cheek. Lips smirking as he leans down to kiss the side of her mouth, his dark hair brushing her forehead.
She trembles underneath his touch and he pulls away to offer her his hand like this happens every day. "Come. I have a gift for you."
He takes her to the falls, the water almost glowing despite the darkness. She falters when she sees Damon on the ground, partly unconscious, reeking of vervain.
She tries to step back again and run but Kol keeps a firm hold on her. "Now, now, sweetling, we haven't even started."
"Start what?" Her voice is high and almost hysterical. He pats her soft blonde curls before moving towards Damon.
Kol kicks the other vampire sharply in the ribs, snarling, "Get up."
Damon groans in pain but slowly on shaky limbs tries to stand before collapsing on his knees. Kol is impatient and grabs him by the hair to bare his white throat. Kol gives her an expecting look, "Go on, dear."
Caroline shakes her head quickly. "What do you-"
"Bite him," Kol explains with relish. "Become the predator, use him like he used you."
Caroline tries to protest but Kol gauds her memory to flash inside her head.
Damon's teeth on her neck, her screaming till her throat aches. Damon's teeth on her shoulder as she cries. Damon draining her until spots appear in her vision. Why can't somebody help-
She forces herself to snap out of it, taking a step back. "No! No! I won't-"
"You're the only stupid thing here," Damon tells her with those cold blue eyes. "And shallow. And useless."
"Please stop! I don't want to-"
Damon's arms around her, comforting her and shushing away her tears as he tries to plunge a stake in her heart.
Caroline growls and bares her teeth, finally giving in to bite deep into Damon's neck. She doesn't care to be gentle, tearing at veins and muscle. She wants him to hurt. She wants him to suffer.
Damon lets out a hiss and Caroline pulls away so fast she ends up pressed against a tree, blue eyes wild.
Kol gives an amused little grin before his clever fingers rip out Damon's heart, his hand bloody as the other vampire collapses, lifeless, to the ground. He speeds towards Caroline and traps her against the tree with his body.
"Here you go, lovey." He forces the heart into her shaking hands. "Your medal."
She drops it to the dried leaves on the ground and shakes her head, mascara tears marring her face. "P-Please stop. I don't want this- I-I-"
"Well, what do you want, darling?" Kol nearly snarls. "My brother? Want him to come back and talk about art and bloody horses with you again?"
Caroline quivers as his breath fans her face, his eyes centimeters from hers and she can see the specks of hazel in them.
"Well, guess what, dearie, that's not happening." He scoffs. "He's too busy with Hayley and Cami and that bleeding unicorn baby everyone's getting so worked up over."
She tries to ignore the sting, she does. But that irrational part of her that never quite heals from years of being second best to Elena and then being first choice for someone, for once, despite him being a lunatic hybrid is hurt. Because is she really that replaceable that Klaus finds women to overshadow her memory at every turn?
Second choice, second best, fuck-up Caroline. Never says the right thing. Always trying but always failing.
"But it's okay, dove," Kol's lips brush softly against hers. "I'm here now and I'm going to make you so happy."
His hand tilts her head and brushes the curls from her neck. "I can make you a queen. All you need to do is say 'please'."
She trembles and reaches for the last shred of sanity in her, like melting steel and tells him. "No." She tries to push him away even if he doesn't budge. "I don't want you."
He stiffens and then his eyes flash with anger. He is not pleased with her and he makes no effort to hide it. His teeth bared as he sneers, "Wrong answer, Caroline."
He bites into her neck without remorse, tearing so deeply, she thinks her head might fall off. She screams and screams until her throat is hoarse and her voice weakens to a pathetic whimper.
He pulls back after one last gulp to force her to look into those manic eyes again. "Say 'please', darling."
"No." She croaks out once more.
He lets out a roar, loud like the beast he is before those dark eyes stare her down in determination.
"I'll make you." His fingers grasp at her neck, hold cutting off her air. "I'll make you love me, Caroline."
His lips brush lightly against her gasping lips. "Or else."