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Twisted Love Thirty Two
Lara Alone. I didn't know what was going on with me. Those dreams I had, just felt so real. I sat up looking around the room, as I tried to get my heart rate to settle. There was just a bed in here, and nothing else. I got up. I headed straight to the door. I didn’t know where I was, why would I stay in a place like this. They didn’t let me leave, they made me stay in the hospital. But why? I wasn't a threat to anyone. The door was unlocked, I turned it and slipped out of the room. My eyes met a white hallway. There was nothing on the walls, no windows, no pictures. No scuff marks on the white marble floor. Where the hell was I? I slowly make my way down the hall searching for some sort of answer as to where I was, and for a possible exit. It's so quiet. Was I even awake? “Miss Mikaelson,” A male voice speaks behind me, followed by footsteps against the spotless white marble floor. I didn't stop walking, nor did I turn around to see who was behind me. The stranger chu
Twisted Love 33 - nowhere but somewhere
lara alone. i didn’t know what was going on with me. those dreams i had, just felt so real. i sat up looking around the room, as i tried to get my heart rate to settle. there was just a bed in here, and nothing else. i got up. i headed straight to the door.-i didn’t know where i was, why would i stay in a place like this. they didn’t let me leave, they made me stay in the hospital. but why? i wasn’t a threat to anyone. the door was unlocked, i turned it and slip
Twisted Love 34 - rumor has it
kol did i consider myself the luckiest man to grace this odious planet? with complete, and absolute ease. no, i didn’t. i felt like i am a freak of nature, a mistake...a major hiccup in mother nature’s plan...but lara daisy-jane made the world seem a little less evil and-and when i was with her i felt human. she was my reminder that good was still present and existing amongst the tragedies and horrors of humanity.-like who i was, and what i become when my rage gets out of control. i had never been religious growing up, but i figuratively prayed that she would be happy and healthy in the future years. i also prayed that i’d find a cure to make my lycan gene go dormant again...i was only my happiest while with her. ...if lara could have cured me of my curse or at least silenced my
Twisted Love 35 - dream a little dream of me
kol ~ last year, july 30th ~ i didn’t realize lara was back until she had shaken me awake, and when that barely worked she sat herself on top of my torso, causing slight discomfort enough to wake me. i let out a groan as i squinted up at her, she had a cheeky smile and her bottom lip was bitten between her teeth. her loose sandy blonde ringlets atop her head framed her beautiful face better than i could have imagined in my sweetest dream. “hey there, mr. sleepy head.” god, her voice was what i lived for, and i could never hear it enough throughout the day, she could talk my ear off, or talk me into slumber and i would still crave to have the silky melody to consume me.
Twisted Love 36 - hurt
kol bodaway took me to the location where they found elijah’s car. it was completely wrecked, it had fallen into a deep creek that was at the bottom of a short clif. bodaway just watched me as i paced back and forth scanning the creek’s bed and murky water. i kept shaking my head, as i was unable to catch a scent of her, or see anything that belonged to her. “i know it hurts, kol.” bodaway said softly, as he lit a cigarette. i just looked over at him and he was looking at me as if his eyes were trained on me. i walked over to the elijah’s half-sunk car, stepping into the creek doing so. i swam up to
Twisted Love 37 - drive
kol day dreams of her and i keep coming into my mind, like fast waves, not like the slow gentle waves of the tides of the ocean that gently hit the store. who was i to deny my sweet daisy a jar of pickles and a milkshake at the fine hour of ten in the evening? if she had wanted fresh crepes from her favorite small french cafe for breakfast every morning. i’d gladly order her crepes, and go get them every morning before she woke up. she was munching on the sour food i never found appeitizing while we laid in bed watching the television. i heard her crunching over the volume from the mounted screen and i chuckled. she turned toward me with a questioning glance as to why i was laughing when the topic of the movie was a family experiencing a terrifying haunting in their ‘new’ house that was built in the year 1963, th
Twisted Love 38 - medicine man
kol i don’t remember a single second of anything from telling lara daisy-jane i loved her to waking up to a blinding ceiling light and the sound of a ceiling fan spinning. bodaway and this other man were chatting by the door that led to the outside. i opened and closed my eyes a few times, and my surroundings didn’t change. i tried to move my arms and i couldn’t. i tried again, but I couldn't. i look over to my wrists and saw that i was being restrained in a bed. “are you going to kill me?” i blurted out, my voice raspy. my eyes darted over to them once again, and they quickly looked over at me.
Twisted Love 39 - shots part 1
kol “let’s get another round of shots! we are getting married tomorrow!” octavia exclaimed, wrapping her arms around my neck as i just sat motionless at the bar. she was pregnant, yet she still chose to party for this one night before my impending doom became a reality. i’ve been drinking, to the point santo had a sit down with me, two weeks ago, saying that i’m not becoming the man that lara would’ve wanted me to be. i didn’t give a fuck. she was gone...she left me. while i’m stuck
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