Haven't lived at all
It is Monday; the sun is shining over mystic falls.
Rebekah is going to school, alone.
Rebekah is always alone.
No brothers, no friends, no boyfriend, nothing at all.
She still draws that cocky smile on her face, like everything is fine, like she is queen of the world and beyond while strutting along the corridors of school.
It is Monday; the sun is setting over mystic falls.
Rebekah isn't home, yet.
Rebekah is nowhere to be found.
No brothers, no friends, no boyfriend care at all.
It is Tuesday; still the same, no sign of her at all.
"Pick up the damn phone" mutters Niklaus under his breath.
Out of service is all he gets.
He is agitated, dare to say concerned that she left no indication of her whereabouts.
"She will turn out of nowhere; she is just testing your patience" his ego tells him.
Days drag,
It is Thursday, still the same.
He heads out to the Salvatores.
"Where the hell is Rebekah? What funny business are you up to?"
"Well, are we supposed to know? I thought Barbie Klaus was your sister not ours" shot Damon.
"Stefan, do you know anything about her whereabouts? Have you or any of your gang run into her?"
The sheer worry and sincerity in his voice touches Stefan
"Nopes, we are sticking to the truce here but I'll check out with Elena and Caroline and will tell you, just wait here"
"So now we are recruited for the noble quest of trying to locate the pampered Barbie Klaus, who is possibly in a salon or spa in the time being laughing her ass out at the prank she is pulling on us"
Klaus couldn't take it anymore, in a split second he leapt forward and knocked him down.
The sound brought Stefan back to the living room.
"Do you find me in the mood for your stupid snarks? Keep your bloody mouth shut otherwise I swear to god I will do it forever." Hissed Klaus between his teeth.
"Whoa here, what is going on?"
"Nikko just fancies me" retorted Damon
At that moment Klaus realised that being on top of Damon Salvatore was in fact a very compromising unappealing position with the trend sweeping all over the US.
"Easy here Damon"
"What stef, I am having my fun"
"Spare me, what did they say?"
"Haven't seen her since Tuesday"
He got to his leave
Stefan gave Damon glanced over to each other
"Wait, we are coming with you"
"So, I will call Elijah and Kol, will see about the airport and will contact my hybrids all over the states, Damon will look around the grill again, you will search the forest and the girls will see about the spas and salons, see about Bonnie's locator spell and tell me"
They nodded "and try calling her from an anonymous no. maybe she will answer"
"Elijah"
"Niklaus, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Rebekah didn't come to you?"
"No, what did you do to her, Niklaus?"
"Nothing, you always assume it is something I did"
"Well, it isn't about you now, so since when had she been missing?" he could detect the spectrum of emotions going through his unwavering seemingly composed stoic voice, anger, worry, concern and a smudge of guilt.
"Monday, evening" he said ashamed
"I will be here in no time, see about Kol."
"Yes, I will keep you informed"
It is Friday Evening; they are all at the boarding house, contemplating their epic failure at not finding Rebekah:
Klaus, Kol, Elijah, Elena and Jeremy (Dragged along reluctantly), Caroline and Tyler (how he collected his guts to show up was a miracle) , Bonnie, the Salvatore brothers; everyone who saw the glimpse of humanity that Rebekah rarely shows were there, even the mayor and the sheriff showed up.
Meanwhile, while huddled on the floor, the weak, bled, vervained Rebekah was seeing through another issue, she knew her upcoming fate on the hands of her powerful, seemingly invincible captor and the unrelenting spirit of her mother, she will be led to her slaughter.
She knows she hasn't lived at all, no family, no kids, no life, no friends, no one who cares, and nothing to call hers at all, not even an honourable loving Mother.
She became an outcast long age.
She spent a thousand years as a fugitive.
"You weren't meant to live in this life, it wasn't meant to be, maybe in the other" she smiles to herself.
She misses Kol, Elijah and Niklaus.
She misses Finn and Henrik.
Hell, she even misses Mikael.
But never Esther, not anymore.
She will meet the brothers she never knew.
"Ready, princess?" his ugly voice fills the air, mocking her surrounding.
She sees the ugly stake in hands, she gets up, tries to pull out one last fight for her survival, he is a creature too strong, he is a wizard too strong.
When she is down, she tries not to whimper, not to cry. She is done with crying.
she doesn't want to give him that satisfaction of seeing her detoriate.
When he sends her aneurysms however she can't resist, she screams on the top of her lungs.
Maybe, it will ease the pain,
Maybe, someone would listen.
"Who are you kidding? No one would listen, if anybody would listen, they would have listened over the course of the millennium, they would have listened over the past few weeks, and they wouldn't have left her alone."
She is torn between wanting someone, anyone to look for her, to find her and between the fear of what would happen to them if they did.
For once she doesn't want blood on her hands.
And when the stake pierces through her back in a scene so similar to last year's homecoming scene, all she knows is that she lived alone, and she died alone for her captor left as soon as he plunged the stake.
She can hear voices through her now free conscious mind,
Echoes of her siblings' laughter.
One voice particularly ringing through, her own malice free laughter.
She seemed to have forgotten that voice.
She really misses that voice.
Stefan and Damon weren't surprised at the original family's concern, they were surprised at their own.
The moment Klaus revived Rebekah, Stefan really felt bad about himself.
When he remembered her look of utter horror and concern as Klaus ushered her from his arms that night in the twenties, the feeling was amplified.
When she leapt out to him, after waking up, he was really sorry, for the stale, cold ending their previously on fire story had.
When he remembered her heartbroken voice as she said she knew he moved on, he felt sad for her, genuinely and utterly sad as she tried to hide out the pain and hurt in her voice.
When he fought compulsion for Elena; he felt guilty, he didn't fight for her.
Damon wonders if he met her first.
The idea tugs something warm out of his chest.
Sure their relationship was an ill, irreparable one that involved exploiting, manipulation and torture, but still there was something about her that was refreshing, she was fiery and feisty like Katherine, yet innocent and vulnerable like Elena, she wasn't judgy or boring as well, she was some sort of combination of traits he admired and liked in other people yet in her own unique way.
Too bad he is caught up in the endless loop of chasing dopplegagners.
Too bad their relationship was too screwed up to even try something serious.
He regrets the fact he used her, he knows it wasn't the best resort especially for someone who had been used and stringed by Katherine, he of all people should have said no.
The allure of the moment however.
Elijah knows he shouldn't have left her alone.
She was too screwed up.
For once she needed him, for once Niklaus wasn't enough.
However, he did what he was too good at, he ran away from her, from Niklaus.
If you would ask him who was the most important person to him, he'd go hybrid every time.
He was too selfish, too self conscious, too smug not to put himself first every time.
If you would ask him to choose between himself and Rebekah, he'd have chosen himself without a second thought.
He has taken her for granted every single time.
But now since she isn't there, since she is missing, since she isn't under his sight, he knows how wrong his answers were.
They were all theoritical.
they all crumpled under the pressure of her disappearance.
He has always put her first in his subconscious, because however twisted his mind had become, he now realises he loved Bekah more than himself all along, he truly did, but he was too stubborn, to deluded, to haughty to admit it to himself. All the empty talk he said to himself about him being first before anything is bull, because simply Rebekah exists.
he may have been posessive, he may have been a lot of stuff, he may have taken it to far by daggering her but this how they both love, blindly, recklessly, selfishly.
It is Saturday morning,
Matt Donovan has got a clue
"The new boy in town has been skipping school ever since she has gone missing"
They manage to track the new boy.
He was a full fledged wizard, a natural born Vampire hunter, a creature too strong to figure out what he was precisely .
They manage to corner him however.
"You hand over Rebekah, and we let you out of town safely"Elijah negotiates
"How do I know if I can trust you?"
"Well no loop holes, anything you would like as a guarantee"
"Bring forth the hybrid"
The gang steps forward with him
"Alone"
For once, Niklaus without hesitance, without second thoughts, without protection or guarantees or anything steps out and walks towards impeding danger.
"So, where is she?"
"Do you really care that much for her? Too shame she couldn't see it, you see I offered her to make one phone call for someone whom she thought would care enough to come and she declined, she felt alone you see, ditched" he said his tone casual taunting Niklaus, getting to him.
Niklaus clenched his fist, his eyes diverted to the ground, he knows well he is lying, he knows this imaginary phone call story isn't true, but he knows well the message behind it, he knows well that this his how she really felt, he knows well his unforgivable mistake of ignoring her, her feelings, her needs.
"I said where is she?"
"She is long gone"
His body was wracking and shaking, raindrops flooding the ground from his eyes.
It takes him a second, to project his sadness and anger over the man in front of him.
He howls and shouts and engages with him alone.
"By the way, you mother says hi" the guy keeps taunting.
He is soon taken down.
Elijah takes his heart out with the help of the Salvatores and the witch.
However, damage has been done.
As the hybrid heavily draws the air in and out,
As he reaches out for his brother before fire consumes him
He manage to mutter "Aren't we a pair?"