[ it was better when he didn't have her number well on hand, but of course the social butterfly that she is made it all the easier to acquire it. it means little to him or so he decides, and yet finds himself running curious, emphatic glances over her responses. it is jealousy that drives the impulse, the desire to know and watch from the outside in just how she has been getting along -- and with whom.
he doesn't regret it, that soft, hissing proclamation he gave her before retreating. with or without it, it would not change the lack between them. (she is afraid and without the desire to follow her own, and he has plenty to worry about. he has his family again estranged; kol, the name itself communicating his brother's unparalleled mischievousness; cami, with its own weight; he has his daughter.) he is slighted, and all the more slighted knowing he feels so.
no, he will not contact her.
he'll just glare at her chatting with others and at her number for a week and a half between drinking binges and breaking half-finished canvases in half (which thankfully are not due to her -- he's not elijah) before making a decision.
he does, after all, need eyes and ears into her motley band of mystic falls residents. maybe. or something. ]
If you were to grace me with another chance at our unforeseen meeting, I would be grateful. Assuming, of course, it were preceded by an apology I no doubt believe you deserve.
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he doesn't regret it, that soft, hissing proclamation he gave her before retreating. with or without it, it would not change the lack between them. (she is afraid and without the desire to follow her own, and he has plenty to worry about. he has his family again estranged; kol, the name itself communicating his brother's unparalleled mischievousness; cami, with its own weight; he has his daughter.) he is slighted, and all the more slighted knowing he feels so.
no, he will not contact her.
he'll just glare at her chatting with others and at her number for a week and a half between drinking binges and breaking half-finished canvases in half (which thankfully are not due to her -- he's not elijah) before making a decision.
he does, after all, need eyes and ears into her motley band of mystic falls residents. maybe. or something. ]
If you were to grace me with another chance at our unforeseen meeting, I would be grateful. Assuming, of course, it were preceded by an apology I no doubt believe you deserve.