Mystic Falls had become a relatively quiet town in the last couple of months since Klaus had moved to some farm town and completely took control of it. Bonnie often felt guilt about it because it was her efforts that caused a destruction of a town. Her hometown where her family had lived and died in for generations was too close to her heart to abandon. She had heard recently that one of her cousin's families had gone there to purge Klaus from there. Every night she hoped and prayed that she would be successful. Tonight was a time for much needed relaxation.
She had torn up her house looking for her blasted car keys. "They must be outside," she whispered to herself as she grabbed a flash light. Bonnie crawled on her grass looking for the elusive key when she heard the footsteps of another.
"Looking for these?" Kol teased. He held the keys up and jiggled them mockingly at Bonnie. Bonnie used her magic to yank the keys away from him.
"I don't appreciate your little games, Kol," she said, exasperated.
"…But you do enjoy them," He added. He slowly strolled forward with his hands in his pockets. Kol had adjusted to fashion of the times quite seamlessly. He preferred the business casual look with minor twist that showed his true age. Tonight he wore a long sleeve black dress shirt with a white handkerchief perfectly folded in his breast pocket and designer dark blue jeans that been perfectly distressed. It irritated Bonnie immensely that he was actually a great dresser.
Bonnie dusted off her dress and stomped her way to the car. Once again, Kol had already jumped into passenger seat.
"Kol, when are you going to learn boundaries?" Bonnie snapped at him.
Kol couldn't be more pleased when she turned on the car and started to drive. The witch had caught his eyes more than once in the first few weeks of his freedom. His brothers had a habit of falling for the same woman over and over again, so he had learned to keep his mouth shut about his feelings regarding females. It took the great departure of all of her friends to get her to even talk to him. Saving her from a pack of hybrids cooled the icy demeanors, allowing a reluctant friendship to build, but friendship would never be enough for him.
Kol reached to put a new CD into her radio, but Bonnie kept smacking his hands away. "Don't you dare touched that radio," Bonnie warned.
"Or what?" He smirked proudly until he noticed the CD melting in his hands. Bonnie softly laughed at the grumbling Original, cursing her for ruining his jeans. Never one to take let an opportunity pass, he quickly grabbed his new 80's compilation and inserted it in the audio system.
"Your taste in music has improved," she acknowledged while listening to Depeche Mode.
"Ah, see another thing you like about me. My efforts are working," Kol said slowly. "Plus, I killed of hybrids stalking around the town so you should be proud."
"First, stop saying how many hybrids you have killed; I don't even know how many choose to be that way. Secondly, your efforts are not working. Lastly, stop stalking me," Bonnie stressed.
Kol rolled his eyes at her. No matter what she said, he knew she would finally see she was meant for him. Once he had his mind set on anything, nothing but death could stop him.
The pair finally arrived at The Grille. As they left the car, Bonnie's phone went off. She knew it must be Elena who had promised to come into town to check if her babies were even human.
"I have to take this call. Order food for me," She blurted out as she ran back into her car. He was tempted to stay and listen to the conversation but he rather have her happy when she came in.
After a few minutes Bonnie entered into the restaurant with a dejected look. She sat in the booth that Kol had secured and sighed loudly.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Nothing," Bonnie quickly responded while staring at her plate of food. She hated herself for even being this disappointed. It always happened.
"Damn, I knew I should have listened to your conversation," Kol mused
"You mean stalking me like you always do" Bonnie snapped.
Kol smiled and took a sip of his drink. "You…."
"Kol, I don't want to hear your stupid arguments, especially with you thinking you are God's gift to women," she huffed. Kol just continued to drink his liquor and tried to speak, but Bonnie interrupted once again.
"In my day, this would be considered courting. Stalking, as you would call it, would be considered romantic so you should be quite pleased that I have chosen you," Bonnie said while imitating his voice.
Kol raised his eyebrows and chugged down the rest of his cup. They stared at each other with menacing looks.
"You have gotten better with your imitation, but your American accents slips in too much," he conceded.
The pair laughed as the waitress brought more drinks. They pounded the alcohol down like it was water, Bonnie beyond drunk before Kol barely had felt a buzz.
"Why don't you just kill me?" Bonnie blurted out suddenly.
Kol choked on his drink at the shock.
"I am destined to die before I have a white picket fence. I will never be a wife or a mother because eventually one of your family members will kill me. Maybe one of the hybrids will find me on a weak day. I could die from the overuse of magic just like my grandmother. Damon or Stefan could kill me in one of their moods. I'm going to die before I can reach my 30's and…"
She was going to continue talking, but the lips of another kept them from speaking. She crumbled into the kiss, grabbing onto his hair. She mumbled into his mouth and returned each caress of his tongue with one of her own. Her head began to spin and she felt dizzy. Kol pulled away quickly and turned around. Bonnie stammered for a few seconds before she composed herself.
Kol lifted up his drink and smiled. He began to talk about the concept of reality shows like the kiss never happened. In that moment, Bonnie couldn't figure out whether she was happy or sad that he didn't even acknowledge it. As she sobered up, the kiss kept replaying in her mind.
After a couple of hours Kol drove Bonnie back to her house. Last week, Bonnie had given him permission to come into her house which was one of the best things he could have heard. He popped in a movie for them to watch as Bonnie became fully sober. Bonnie kept glancing at the stoic figure that sat beside her. When did he become this person? She thought to herself.
As the movie ended, Bonnie finally couldn't take it anymore. "Do you still want to know why I was so upset?" Bonnie asked softly.
"Of course!" Kol exclaimed. She smiled slightly at the enthusiasm.
"Elena was supposed to be visiting so we could figure out if her pregnancy was supernatural, but she cancelled the trip since Stefan found a respectable witch in the area who confirmed they were indeed normal, healthy twins. I don't know why I thought she would come back just to see me. It hurts that my friends have all gone forward with their lives and I'm just the only one stuck. I'm beginning to think if we were all normal, that they would have stopped talking to me once they graduated high school," Bonnie lamented
"It hurts so much that I am so replaceable and that I will never have a normal life" she sobbed in her hands.
Kol stared at the sobbing girl with confusion. He gently took away her hands from her face.
"Stop it," he demanded "You are one of the most powerful witches in the world, whether or not you believe me. Just because people treat you like you are disposable, reflects nothing that you are. You wield your power like a true warrior," Kol professed.
Kol held her hands and looked into her eyes. "I had unbelievable power and people used to like me so much at first, but once I had turned them, they disappeared. What matters is that you have grace, personality, and independence. That makes people drawn to you. Screw the friends that don't understand how lucky they are to have you."
Bonnie squeezed his hand and smiled and Kol quickly returned the gesture. He switched the channel to some reality show in which the contestants had to build tents.
"Freaking idiots! I had to build my own houses for so long and they can't build one with instructions!" He yelled at the television.
Bonnie couldn't look away from the man who she swore she would hate forever. Tonight, something clicked in her heart that she couldn't control. She quickly straddled Kol's lap and kissed him.
Kol pushed her slightly away from him. "Bonnie, are you drunk?" he asked, concerned.
"No, which makes this so much better," she said quickly before smashing his lips with her own.
Kol pulled her closer to his body and kissed her harder as he let one hand slip up into her thick brown hair. Bonnie opened his mouth slightly and let her tongue trace his bottom lip. Both sighed when his tongue slid into her mouth, caressing hers. Kol's other hand slide down, traveling to her lower back as he pulled her to him again roughly, as if he needed to feel her heat on his chest. As he tugged her head back, Bonnie kissed his neck from that angle while her hand slid up into his short hair, holding him close while the other hand began to unbutton his shirt. Bonnie grumbled in aggravation at the stubborn buttons. She yanked them off with magic spraying the buttons across the room.
Seeing her using her magic was always a turn on. He picked her up from the couch and slammed her against the wall. Bonnie moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure. She could feel his roaming hands move with quickness to unrobe her. He lifted his head from her neck to look at her.
"Are you sure, Bonnie? I will never leave you alone until the day you die if you do this," Kol confessed.
"I hope not," Bonnie replied as she squeezed her shoulders. The thought of not being alone made her want him more.
Kol whispered things she had never heard of into her ear, making her heart feeling like it was about to jump out of her chest. They barely had anymore clothes to lose. Kol sped her to the bedroom and threw her on the bed. He took one glance at her before he slammed the door and joined her.
A/N: Sorry real life interfered.
