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Twisted Love Twenty Eight.
Lara “Lara?” My manager’s voice snapped me out of my daze. It had been like this since Kol left...again. I rarely get a good night’s sleep. Even when Kol was here, the last month I still didn’t get a full night’s sleep, and without adequate sleep, it can make getting through the days pretty difficult. “Yeah, sorry Dave.” I smile his way and he smiles back while walking toward me. “Listen, this vacation that you’re taking next week...you need to get some rest. We’re both worried about you.” he sighs as he looks over his shoulder at his wife. Dave and Hazel had been together for yours, moved here after they got married, and opened the small flower shop I had worked in since high school. then they chose to open a restaurant and bar, now I work here. The old couple was as sweet as could be, I yearned for a love like theirs. I guess I wasn’t good enough for Kol. The talk about a baby, even when it wasn’t from my mouth, scared him away. I really thought he was going to actually stic
Twisted Love Twenty Nine.
Lara “Do you want to go get some dinner? Or could we order something? it’s up to you.” his dark eyes looked into mine. “I mean I don’t care, I don't mind just staying in..we could watch a movie and get Chinese like we used to.” I shrug, as I walk towards my suitcase with Hunter. He picks it up and I follow him down the hallway to the guest room. “Sounds like a plan to me. I'm going to change into something comfy and then we will order dinner.” I watch as he walks away from the doorway, and disappears down the hallway. I smile, feeling a sense of contentment and excitement for this upcoming week. I wake to the sound of traffic, car horns, and the busy noise of a bustling city outside. I rolled over and stared at the ceiling, before feeling relieved that I didn't have to work. I was on vacation and Hunter has plans today. I kick my legs over the bed and pull on a hoodie as I walk from my room and into the hallway. I shove my hands into the hoodie as I call out Hunter’s name. I mak
Twisted Love Thirty.
Lara “Lara, please-” “W-what are you doing here?” I cut off Elijah, I could only manage a very raspy whisper. My eyes fluttered open ever so slightly, I scrunch up my face in response to the very blinding white light that was above me. Where? How? Wasn’t I just having dinner with Hunter? Then it dawned on me. That never happened. I never made it to the city to meet up with Hunter. I remember picking up the bin of dishes and the horrific pain. I brought my hand to my lower stomach and winced in pain, my hand and my arm felt so heavy. “W-what happened? How-” Elijah hushed me, I felt his fingers run through my hair, trying to ‘calm’ me.-or whatever he was trying to do. “First I'm sorry for scaring you and chasing you...and-and for saying that I was going to kill you...it was very wrong of me to have said that.” He runs his fingers through my hair again. He was petting my hair over and over again. “Did you know, Lara? Did he know?” Elijah said quickly in hushed tones as if he d
Twisted Love Thirty One.
Lara It's been two months since I ran out of the hospital. Hazel and Dave have been messaging me non-stop about how I was, where I was, and if I've been seeing a specialist. I didn't respond to any of them. I was too embarrassed and I simply didn’t know what to say. I feel like I am slowly losing my mind...at least I have Canowicakte on my side. He's been letting me stay with him in the city away from the unstable town I called home. He didn’t think it was safe for me to stay in that town when there was a very rageful murderer on the loose. I looked up at the night sky from Hunter's balcony. My dream of him and I felt so real...like the reality of how successful he was in this city, wasn’t as major as in my dream. I'm not complaining though. His house ended up being a small penthouse suite above one of his hotels. I guess he owns a hotel now. I never would’ve thought he’d want to stay in this wild city, he was always in touch with his Haida heritage after his younger brother was m
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.
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