#❝ 002. vicki donovan. / threads.

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vicki  suddenly  stiffened  when  kol  had  cut  her  off  and  spoke  to  her  with  a  firmer  and  seemingly  angry  tone  towards  her.  she  stopped  in  her  tracks  and  stared  at  him  with  a  terrified  look  lingering  in  her  eyes,  listening  to  his  every  word.  she  took  him  serious;  she  knew  if  she  didn't  she  could  very  well  deal  with  fatal  consequences.  she  swallowed  thickly,      ❝     got  it   …    ❞     she  trailed  off,  unsure  of  what  else  to  say.  she  wanted  to  defer  to  him  as  much  as  possible.  plus,  she  knew  what  he  meant  by  his  speech  about  family.  she  still  felt  guilty  to  her  core  about  leaving  matt  behind  and  never  contacting  him  when  she  came  back  as  a  vampire.  it  was  what  the  salvatore  brothers  had  told  her  to  do,  it  was  what  elena  begged  her  to  do,  but  she  shouldn't  have  listened.  kol  is  right.  nothing  is  more  important  than  family.

she  nodded,    ❝     i  thought  i  was  doing  the  right  thing  by  leaving  him  alone.  i  didn't  want  him  to  get  hurt   …   i  didn't  want  anyone  to  get  hurt    ❞    she  replied.  her  eyes  rounded  a  bit  at  his  next  words,      ❝    tyler  is  a  werewolf?      ❞   she  breathed  out  in  surprise,  her  gaze  averting  in  different  directions  as  she  digested  this  new  information.  she  took  in  a  deep  breath  as  she  stared  at  his  phone  that  was  offered  to  him,  tears  welling  up  in  her  eyes  as  she  thought  about  speaking  to  matt  after  all  this  time.  she  couldn't  think  of  a  more  terrifying  thing  to  go  through  right  now.  she  took  in  a  deep  breath,  taking  his  phone  and  dialed  matt's  phone  number.  placing  the  phone  up  to  her  ear,  she  listened  to  it  ring  as  she  chewed  on  her  nails  nervously.  then,  suddenly,  matt  picked  up  the  phone.  she  was  silent  for  a  long  beat,  hearing  him  repeat  his  greeting  as  he  got  no  immediate  answer.  before  he  could  hang  up,  she  stopped  him  by  saying  his  name.  it  was  no  surprise  that  matt  immediately  recognized  who  it  was  that  was  calling  him.        ❝      yeah,  matty,  it's  me   …   it's  vicki   …    ❞    she  confirmed  through  a  choked  up  sob.  her  hand  flies  up  to  cover  her  mouth,  an  attempt  to  stifle  her  cries  as  matt  rambled  out  an  endless  amount  of  questions  regarding  where  she  had  been  and  what  happened  to  her.  she  looked  at  kol  with  a  pleading  look,  as  if  she  was  silently  asking  how  she  should  explain  her  absence.  she  let  out  a  shaky  breath  to  steady  her  breathing  pattern,      ❝     some  bad  things  happened,  matty,  but  just  know  i'm  okay.  i'll  be  home  soon,  i  just  have  to  figure  some  stuff  out   …   on  my  own.      ❞

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It was plain to see that Vicki Donovan was painfully young for a vampire. She hadn’t learned the importance of keeping her guard up, and every thought she had was practically written on her face. Even if Kol hadn’t been an Original, the play of emotion there would have told him everything he needed to know about what was going through her mind. “I think you’re laboring under some delusions, darling,” he cut in mid-rant. “So allow me to enlighten you. I’m a bloody Original. I can do as I please.” Including compel her if the need arose, but he wasn’t about to share that little tidbit.

“However family is important to us, so I will allow your disrespect to slide this time for your brother’s sake.” The former warlock informed her, dark eyes pinning her with a stern look. “You should know that you hurt him immensely with your vanishing act though, darling. Far worse than the little Lockwolf’s claws ever could. You could have at least left a note and called periodically, if you couldn’t be there in person. He thinks you dead.”

“Do you know what losing a sibling does to someone, Victoria?” Kol abruptly asked in the next moment, the haunted look in his eye suggesting he very much did. “It bloody destroys them. Call your brother,” he commanded, pulling his phone out of his pocket and offering it to her. “And then we’ll work on giving you the tools to destroy Damon Salvatore instead.”

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the  words  stung  like  a  jellyfish  straight  to  her  undead  heart.  on  some  level,  she  understood  why  he  would  say  something  like  that,  but  kol  had  no  idea  what  she  was  going  through  or  what  her  reasoning  was.  she  didn't  want  matt  in  danger,  and  he  was  in  danger  any  moment  he  would  be  around  her.  she  couldn't  control  her  bloodlust,  she  still  couldn't.  what  kind  of  big  sister  would  she  be  if  she  stayed  around  matt  despite  knowing  she  could  possibly  kill  him?  no,  she  wouldn't  do  that.  she  refused  to  put  him  in  any  kind  of  danger.  still   …   she  didn't  want  matt  around  any  other  vampires,  even  herself.      ❝     you  don't  get  to  tell  me  how  to  feel.  i  don't  want  my  brother  put  in  any  danger.  that's  why  i  stayed  away  in  the  first  place    ❞     she  explained  to  him,  even  though  she  felt  she  didn't  need  to.

vicki  became  a  little  bewildered  when  kol  informed  her  that  her  brother  was  well  aware  of  the  supernatural,  and  even  worse,  involved  with  them.  she  was  gone  for  far  too  long,  she  should've  stayed.  the  regret  was  settling  into  her  bones.  she  canted  her  head  slightly,    ❝    werewolf?  who   —   who  is  this  werewolf?    ❞     she  asked,  stepping  forward  and  suddenly  worried  even  more  for  her  brother.  but,  if  it  was  his  best  friend,  it  could  be  tyler  and  that  frightened  her   —   given  his  anger  issues  from  what  she  knew  in  the  past.

she  shied  away  from  him,  embarrassed.  she  nodded,    ❝     yes.  teach  me.  fuck  damon  salvatore.  i  need  to  be  strong.    ❞

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“That,” Kol interrupted her harshly. “Is not up to you to decide. Considering you couldn’t be bothered to leave him so much as a note telling him you were alive before you left, who your brother chooses to date is none of your business,” the Original said firmly. While he may have been less than pleased with his baby sister’s decision to take up with the quarterback, he wasn’t about to let Vicki interfere with whatever happiness Rebekah had found even if he suspected it wouldn’t last forever.

“But if it consoles you any, he knows exactly who and what she is. You can thank his ex for that. Or perhaps his best friend, the werewolf,” Kol offered with a disinterested shrug. He wasn’t entirely sure who was to blame for the younger Donovan’s initial introduction to the supernatural and didn’t particularly care either. “Regardless, darling, he’s far safer on Bekah’s arm than he is going it alone in that town of yours.”

“She’ll protect him from any threats. Including you, if you don’t learn to control yourself. Now, shall we get started on that? Or would you prefer to fantasize a little longer about Damon Salvatore’s demise?”