Post by Kol Mikaelson on Feb 19, 2015 1:43:59 GMT -6
After changing the dagger with Davina something had hit him hard and fast and he knew his time was limited. Not wanting to worry Davina he invited her to the wedding and to his delight she agreed, he wasn't much for dancing but as long as it was with Davina it was fine. Once she was gone he called Rebekah knowing he needed her help. There was nothing that could be done to keep him from dying but maybe there was something to gain him a little more time.
No one was ever ready to die but now he had something to live for, he had a life that was so much better than his last. If his mother had never turned him into a vampire he would have never lived this long, never died and never been brought back here and now. It was all a jagged road that had lead him to the life he had always wanted, to a girl who had a greater capacity to love than any he'd seen. Davina wasn't meant to be anything other than a means to an end but she was gorgeous and she challenged him and he liked that.
For once in his life someone had actually been interested in him and not for he could do for them. Many had come to him while he was a vampire either to be changed or they were witches needed help with his brother. Davina was the first in a long time to see him as more and even when she found out who he truly was it was only a small bump in the road.
Death was inevitable and was creeping in on him but he just wanted a little more, more time with a girl that made him smile. It had been so long since he could remember being actually happy, she made him feel normal and like the past a thousand years was nothing. Sitting at the desk in the tomb he pulled out a pen and paper and began to write. He didn't know how long he'd been at it but when he looked up Rebekah was standing there with a sad smile.
It was obvious she knew as well as he did that there was no good out come to this all and he had resigned himself to that but it would shattered Davina which was why he hadn't told her. Finishing up the letter he stood up from the desk and found and envelope and wrote Davina's name on it before handing it to Rebekah. "I need you to give this to her Bex. I know I'm dying and you can't save me but I just want what everyone wants Bex...more time."
No one was ever ready to die but now he had something to live for, he had a life that was so much better than his last. If his mother had never turned him into a vampire he would have never lived this long, never died and never been brought back here and now. It was all a jagged road that had lead him to the life he had always wanted, to a girl who had a greater capacity to love than any he'd seen. Davina wasn't meant to be anything other than a means to an end but she was gorgeous and she challenged him and he liked that.
For once in his life someone had actually been interested in him and not for he could do for them. Many had come to him while he was a vampire either to be changed or they were witches needed help with his brother. Davina was the first in a long time to see him as more and even when she found out who he truly was it was only a small bump in the road.
Death was inevitable and was creeping in on him but he just wanted a little more, more time with a girl that made him smile. It had been so long since he could remember being actually happy, she made him feel normal and like the past a thousand years was nothing. Sitting at the desk in the tomb he pulled out a pen and paper and began to write. He didn't know how long he'd been at it but when he looked up Rebekah was standing there with a sad smile.
It was obvious she knew as well as he did that there was no good out come to this all and he had resigned himself to that but it would shattered Davina which was why he hadn't told her. Finishing up the letter he stood up from the desk and found and envelope and wrote Davina's name on it before handing it to Rebekah. "I need you to give this to her Bex. I know I'm dying and you can't save me but I just want what everyone wants Bex...more time."
