“Have you calmed down yet?” Kol asked Bella, who was still locked in his arms and her feet off the ground. He made sure to stay away from chairs and the bed so she couldn’t push herself off of him. “Do you still wish to kill my sister?”
“Yes,” Bella replied with a sigh. “But I also know that she’s only doing what we’ve asked and that I’m completely overreacting.”
“That’s progress, I like it,” he agreed. “However, if I’d let you go would you go and kill her anyway?”
“Yeah, pretty much. My impulse control is severely lacking.”
He was glad to hear that at least her brain was still able to rationalize things and just kept holding her. “Well then, I’ll just have to hold you indefinitely. I’ll have you know that you ruined a perfect opportunity to have some great sex with my girlfriend, you know.”
She finally gave up struggling against his hold and was now hanging in his arms; her knees bent, and she was resting on his arms for support. “I did offer.”
“And we’re both in a relationship, it’s not going to happen, Bella,” Kol said sternly before his ears picked up the sound of Davina’s feet walking towards the bedroom. He could feel the want, the drive, to kill Davina again. He did all he could not to kill her, and he was fine when he was on his own with her, but he could feel it rise to the surface yet again. On top of that, Bella would want to take a bite out of her, too. “Oh shit,” he turned around, with Bella still in his arms, her legs swinging everywhere causing her to giggle. “Davina, it’s not what it looks like!”
“What it looks like is that you’re half dressed and having the person who used me to get to you in your arms with torn clothes. Klaus’ whore,” Davina said as she crossed her arms. “You left me for her?”
“As I said, it’s not what it looks like.”
“Then what is it?” she sounded impatient. “And I swear, if you’re going to say it’s a long story, I will make you regret it.”
“Can I say it?” Bella grinned at Kol before narrowing her eyes on Davina. “It’s a long story. Like… very long. You should leave before he bites you.”
“Kol wouldn’t hurt me.”
“Yeah, he would,” Bella countered. “He’s a vampire with control issues.”
“Says the baby vampire who just admitted not to have any impulse control herself,” Kol said with a snort. “Good job, Bella.”
“Fine, if you’re not going to kill her, can I?”
“No, you will not touch Davina.”
Davina sneered and with a flick of her wrist, snapped Bella’s neck, causing her to go limp in Kol’s arms. “You’d better start explaining things now, or else. If you two are together, we’re done.”
“Now why didn’t I think of that?” Kol said with a chuckle and unceremoniously threw Bella onto the bed. “Davina, I believe we need to talk,” he said, taking a step closer to his girlfriend, feeling the urge to kill her in him rise. “However, we should probably do that in the presence of my siblings.”
“Kol, I’m not afraid of you,” Davina sighed as she walked up to him and put her hand on his cheek. “But I am angry with you for leaving as you did. For her. What’s up with that? What’s going on?”
“It’s Bella, she’s… special. Nik just turned her, and she’s… adjusting,” he tried to breathe through his mouth as not to catch Davina’s delicious scent as much. “I’m not sure if should tell you more about her…”
“You are,” Davina demanded. “You are going to tell me everything.”
“I can’t, but what I can say is that for some reason, I can feel what she feels, mostly her anger and rage. And it’s not my fault, I swear. Nor Freya’s. It’s just… I don’t know. We connected somehow. We’re still in the process of figuring things out ourselves, and I had to leave you earlier because I felt that Bella was losing her cool. She wanted to kill Freya and of course, I can’t allow that to happen.”
She huffed. “I could understand the link between her and Klaus if he’s the one who turned her, the connection between you and her is ridiculous.”
“It could have something to do with her being a part of the family of Travelers. While her line wasn’t practicing magic, the root of their family did. We don’t know. There’s too many unknowns to be certain, and we need to figure things out,” Kol explained as calm as he could, taking a deep breath when he looked away from her. Damn, the urge to kill Davina was so strong. “On top of that, it’s entirely possible that the Ancestors did something to me when you brought me back, I wouldn’t put it past them, to be honest. They hate you and really hate me…”
“Kol, whatever it is, we’ll figure it out, okay?” Davina smiled at him. “Maybe you should hang out at St. James’ Infirmary for a while, no magic can reach you there.”
“I doubt it’ll stop me from wanting to rip out your throat, darling,” he said, giving her a slight push back and took a few steps back.
“Don’t push me away. We can fix this. I promise.”
“And what if it’ll only get worse, Davina? What if I lose my control and kill you? I wouldn’t be able to live with myself and Marcel would kill me.”
She laughed. “Marcel can’t kill you, Kol. Not anymore.”
“Well, at least he’d find numerous of ways to make my life miserable, not taking in account the torture he’ll try on top of that, no.” He took another step back as she kept walking towards him. Soon, he wouldn’t have any place to go. “I told you that as a vampire, I’m a psychotic maniac.”
“Yes, but you promised me you’d do better. For me.”
“I did, and I am, but I can’t fight this, Davina.”
“I can protect myself; you shouldn’t be afraid of being who you are, Kol. As long as we can be together,” she said, standing toe to toe now, Kol was standing against the wall. “You won’t hurt me. What has changed since you left me and arrived here? You were doing fine.”
“I drowned myself in blood before I came to you and I really don’t want to hurt you, Davina, but that doesn’t mean that I will,” he said as his true face came out. Oh, he wanted to rip her throat out with his teeth, dig his hand into her chest cavity and crush her heart in his hand, feeling it crumble into nothingness. Tear off her limbs one at a time. But mainly, he just wanted her dead.
Davina reached out to touch his cheek again, not bothered in the slightest with the fact that his game face was on. “And you’ve already sprung a leak? Where did it all go?”
“Davina,” he said pained. “Please…” It was hard to resist the urge now. He didn’t want to push her away either as he’d promised not to hurt her but as a last resort… Oh, why couldn’t she take ‘no’ for an answer? Why didn’t she listen to him? Did she see him as a broken little bird that needed to be fixed? What if this couldn’t be fixed until he’d actually kill her?
Before Kol knew it, he was lunging for Davina, unable to stop himself and tried to push her away at the same time. His teeth then sank into skin, tasting blood, drinking greedily and he closed his eyes. This wasn’t happening, this wasn’t happening, he repeated to himself inside his mind. The initial panic subsided and he was surprised to hear a moan coming from Davina’s lips. Opening his eyes, he saw Davina watch in horror from the other end of the room and felt confused for a moment. Who was he biting and draining from all her blood?
“How’s that for a Snickers bar?” Bella quipped, gently patting the feeding vampire on his shoulder. “Feeling better?”
“Bella?” he said confused as he felt he’d had enough. He then looked at Davina and didn’t feel the murderous urge to kill her anymore, either. “What? You… huh?”
“It’s okay,” she said soothingly. “No killing your girlfriend, I got it, remember?” Bella looked at Davina with a smile. “Although she did say she didn’t want to see me again so… I don’t know…”
“No, you did good,” Kol let out a breath. “Thank you.”
Bella nodded and ruffled his hair before walking towards the door. “Don’t worry! I’m merely going to sit with Elijah, Myriam and Freya to give you the illusion of privacy while you two chat!”
A couple of days later, they received word from Klaus that he and Hayley were destroying every Kingmaker facility they could get their hands on; destroying all of Lucien’s work. Lucien was dead now, but he’d been up to no good, and it had been a good thing that Peter had killed him when he did.
It set something off within Bella, after behaving much better than the first day she’d turned, but to hear that her boyfriend and his fucking ex were dismantling everything belonging to Lucien and having fun with it was just wrong and painful.
Trashing Lucien’s apartment with Kol and salvaging important things that could help them or the family didn’t quite hit the mark. The Cullens had retreated out of New Orleans, but Bella still found a few newborns hiding in the Bayou, no doubt having been left there by someone and she took care of them instead. But it was still itching. She wanted more.
“Do you think the Volturi may have more information about what’s going on with me?” Bella asked Elijah during family breakfast. “I mean, not in specifics, of course, I know that I’m completely different from Carmen, but…”
“I wouldn’t put it past them to collect all of their history in their extensive library instead of destroying it,” Elijah replied curiously. “Imagine what knowledge must be in their possession.”
“Or what their witches, their scientists, may have discovered. For all we know they’ve done an experiment with both vampire species,” Kol added with a big smile on his face. Was his brother going to offer to go to Italy? How would he react if Bella would jump at the chance to go there instead? “I wouldn’t put it past them to try to enhance themselves somehow. Or see what our weaknesses are.”
“I want to go to Italy. Take on the Volturi before I kill the rest of them. Without their leaders, it’s likely they’ll run around like headless chickens,” Bella said as she took a sip from her glass of blood. It was Klaus’ chef again, was it his week or something?
“I’m sure Niklaus would love to accompany you once he’s returned,” Elijah said, perhaps a little too patronizing, which angered her to no end. She took hold of her knife and threw it at him, but he caught it before it could cut him. “There’s no need for violence, Isabella. I do believe that an undertaking such as going to Europe to gather information and fulfill your destiny should be with Niklaus, not by yourself.”
“Kol can come with me,” she said easily, shrugging off whatever he’d just said. “I mean, you’ve got your hands full with trying to do the horizontal tango with Tristan instead of killing him, and look at it this way; if I take Kol to Italy with me, you won’t have two unstable vampires around, and you can do whatever you please.”
“It also leaves the both of you unchecked.”
“Fine,” Bella said defiantly. “I understand you don’t trust us, then I’ll ask Myriam if she wants to chaperone us, would you like that? Your girlfriend away from you?”
“What would Niklaus say about you two going off together?”
“I don’t give a fuck,” she said bluntly, draining her glass of blood and stuffed a croissant in her mouth. “So, let’s pack light, Kol. We’ll buy whatever’s necessary when we get to Italy.” Bella got to her feet with a big grin on her face. “Unless you don’t want to leave Davina… risk wanting to bite her again… Perhaps killing her…”
“Oh, I’m going and not because of Davina. I have a score to settle with Marcus, and I want all the dark objects they’ve stolen from me.”
“They have some of your dark objects in their possession?” Elijah fumed. “How did we not know this?”
“Because it doesn’t matter, brother, I recreated them when I found them missing after they sent this idiot to steal them from me. I’m going with Bella and fine; Myriam can come as well, but frankly, we can take care of ourselves, Elijah.”
“You’re an excitable puppy, brother,” Freya said amused. “I would have loved to accompany you, but I need to help Elijah.”
Elijah already was dialing Myriam’s number. “My dear, how would you like to go on a trip?”
“Couldn’t you have picked a less conspicuous car to get us to the airport?” Myriam asked as she got into the backseat of the convertible. Unlike Bella and Kol, she hadn’t packed light. Whatever the youngsters – okay, fine, Kol was older than she was but he was still a child – were up to, she was sure she wasn’t going to like it.
“Pretty car is pretty. We’re going to kill things in style,” Kol smirked as he helped Bella into the car and took his seat behind the wheel. “Besides, it’s lovely weather out. Let’s get a tan!”
“Kol, we can’t get tans.”
“Party pooper,” Kol said as he started the engine and let it roar for a little bit, seemingly enjoying the sound of it. He then looked over to Bella. “Is she always like this? I thought she used to have something with Klaus?”
“Well… maybe she’s infected with the stick-in-the-mud-virus that Elijah has. I hear it’s contagious,” she deadpanned as she looked over her shoulder to Myriam. “Mom, it’s okay to have some fun. This is your first holiday in years.”
“I don’t understand why you can’t wait for Klaus to return, that’s all.”
“Because he’s an asshole,” Bella said grumpily, turning back to face forward when Kol drove off. “I mean, I understand everything, his reasoning behind it all, ignoring me, leaving with Hayley and Hope, turning me like he did, but that doesn’t mean that it’s okay. Besides, I want to know what the hell I’m doing before he returns, I don’t want to make his life harder than it already is.”
“And taking off the heads of the Cold One leaders will help a lot,” Kol smirked. “We’re going to have so much fun!”
The drive to the airport was swift, and after getting their boarding passes and going through security, Bella started to get anxious. She needed to feed but to feed on people in an airport would be a little… no, she wouldn’t feed on innocent people. Instead, she bought a large bottle of bourbon in the liquor store and took it to the bathroom with her to drown herself in alcohol.
A good thing about being a vampire was that it took a lot of alcohol to get you drunk. Well, it was also a bad thing, but for now, it was good. But the whole bottle wasn’t enough, and this didn’t bode well. When she exited the stall, Myriam was there with a compelled security guard. “No,” she shook her head. “Not going to feed on him.”
Myriam merely shrugged before slicing the artery in the man’s wrist with her sharp nails and Bella was on him in a split second, drinking from him, paying attention to his heartbeat so he wouldn’t die. She hated Myriam but right now, she also kinda loved her for bringing the guy in. She released him just in time and Myriam compelled him to take a break and drink some orange juice, or whatever and Bella wiped her mouth clean with her sleeve. “I needed that,” she muttered, slightly embarrassed, before a slight feeling of panic washed over her. “I’m going to be on a plane for ten hours. How the fuck am I going to survive that?!”
“Kol and I will make sure you’ll be alright, Cherie; there’ll be at least a hundred other people aboard the flight.”
“But they’re innocents!”
“Yes, and with a little compulsion and a little bit of vampire blood in their system they’ll be okay. As will you,” she rubbed the girl’s back. “I know it’s a difficult thing to get under control, your blood lust, so does Kol. He never quite wanted to learn, but he’s able to do so,” Myriam then let out a chuckle. “And you know how I can get when I have ingested a little bit too much blood.”
“Oh, you’re a hoot when you’re high on blood,” Bella snorted. “But you have excellent control.”
“Most of the time, and that’s only because I make sure I don’t get tempted.”
Bella smiled at that. “Just promise me that we’ll go and make a party on the way to Volterra, I’m dying for a real party with dancing and booze and eye fucking people and shit like that.”
“I compelled the stewardess on the way in,” Kol grinned as they found their seats. “She’ll make sure we get plenty of alcohol our way. For free.”
“I want to learn how to compel people,” Bella said as she sat down between Myriam, who was sitting at the window, and Kol, who had taken the aisle seat. “Is it easy?”
“Of course, it is, darling,” Kol smirked. “Just wait until everyone’s seated and the plane’s in the air, and then we shall begin your lessons. We have ten hours to kill anyway.”
“Oh merde,” Myriam muttered as she covered her face with her hands. “This isn’t going to go well.”
Kol huffed. “It’s better that she learns in a controlled environment.”
“We’re on a plane.”
“Don’t worry, darling, we’re leaving the pilots alone, we won’t crash,” he grinned and settled in his seat. Oh yeah, this was going to be fun. He was going to teach Bella everything he knew, away from his family. Niklaus had no reason to get angry with him because it was him who had left his girlfriend behind to take care of herself.
She hadn’t spoken to Klaus after making the threat a couple of days ago and sighed, looking at Kol. “It’s obvious that you’re merriment of the prophecy and Klaus is the officer. You reckon he feels stronger after turning me?”
“I suppose, he does seem to be having fun with Hayley taking out those Kingmaker facilities,” Kol replied, resulting in Bella scowling. “He does seem to pick up on your stronger emotions as I do. But, aside from that, there’s nothing he can do about it because he left and now we’re off to Europe.”
“Even you telling him that didn’t bring him back,” she said with a pout as she lay her head on his shoulder. “I understand the whole idea of disappearing, but I could have gone to him, you know.”
“And what? Miss out on killing Cold Ones?”
“No, but I miss him. I hate him, I understand him, and I miss him. On top of that, I haven’t had sex for a couple of days, and I’m on edge.”
Kol let out a breath. “We’re fortunate that you got your emotions under control so fast, I don’t know what I’d have done if you’d-”
“It’s simple, just have sex with me,” Bella shrugged. “Sex is sex.”
“So when you and Nik… that’s… what?”
“More than sex,” Bella said with a wide grin, still with her head on Kol’s shoulder. “Perfection, oh, I can’t wait to do it with him now everything is so… heightened. But sex? You and I can have sex. Non-committed sex.”
Kol blinked at that. “I thought you said you have yourself under control?”
“I do. And who are you to lecture me on sexuality? No doubt you’ve had your fair share of whores and other… conquests in your day?” She sat up again once the plane started to move. Looking at him with a big grin on her face she shrugged. “Why do you care, anyway?”
“Because I know my brother, and he’ll dagger me if I’d sleep with you.”
“Oh, sleeping with me is fine. That’s just us in bed together, doing nothing. Sex, however, will be the death of you,” she grinned. “He’s not here, is he? I told him that I wouldn’t have sex with other men for money anymore, but you’re not just any man, and you won’t be paying me for my services.”
Kol let out a strangled sound and looked at Myriam. “Say something.”
“Honestly, I can’t,” she replied with a small smile on her face. “If anything, I’m the least qualified to say something about this seeing as Klaus and I have been friends with benefits for so long, and I’m now with Elijah.” She then let out a deep breath as the plane started to taxi to the runway. “But, if I should say something about this… I think it’s in both of your best interests if you’d just don’t have sex with each other. Control your hormones, Bella; you’ll see Klaus again soon enough.”
She grumpily crossed her arms over her chest and decided to focus on the feeling of killing Cold Ones instead. It worked, it made her feel all warm and tingly inside while she imagined what she’d do with them. Would a bat work on them? Like, swing hard enough that their heads get severed from their torsos? Or maybe fishing wire? Chase them into running into it, would that slice them open so much that their venom would pour out of their bodies and all she had to do was ignite it?
She was jostled out of her thoughts when Kol gripped her arm, hard, his face changing into his true face and his breathing was labored. “Hungry and I can’t stop, Bella… I…” The plane took off then, the sheer force knocking the air out of her lungs as she kept an eye on him. With him not pulling her arm to his face, she wasn’t sure what to do now.
As the plane rose, they went out of the city limits and Kol started to whimper in pain, at first, before it became a loud cry for help. His skin turned gray, his veins purple and Bella pulled him towards her with her other arm, his face in the crook of her neck. “Drink, asshole,” she whispered. “Stop scaring the locals…”
“It won’t work; it won’t work… Ahhh!”