A/N: Part two! Didn't actually take that long. In this story, the plot thickens! That's all I'm going to tell you. Read it guys! Though I would warn you, read Rough Beginnings first.
Ch. 1
Aleksandra waited. She waited fifteen years for Elijah to keep his promise and return for her, but he never did. He kept her waiting, hiding in the shadows.
Aleksandra found out the general story of what had happened, probably planted by her father's close friend Klaus. That her maid helped someone kidnap Filipe and Elizaveta's only daughter, and then, consumed with guilt, slit her own throat as leverage. It worked as well as anything.
There were many things she had to figure out on her own about being a vampire. Firstly, if she took off the lapis lazuli bracelet Elijah gave her, she would burn in the sun. Another thing was blood lust, but she was prepared for that.
Another thing was leaving her family behind.
Didn't she ask for this? She should've known what she was getting herself into-
No. She wouldn't think of her betrayal.
She would think of Klaus. She knew he was angry that she had escaped his death sentence for her, and she knew that he would probably come after her, to kill her. Elijah had told her just how vengeful and impatient Klaus could be for people who betrayed him.
So how was she going to out-manuever Klaus? How was she going to escape? She could...she should...she had no idea. She had to leave the country. Of course that wouldn't keep him away forever, but she knew it would stop him for a while. Maybe she could try to live her life.
She left England with no one to guide her or help her. She thought of where she could go, but not knowing many places, she just began walking.
She thought of going back to a different place in England. Or perhaps Russia, for she was fond of the place she used to live. But she knew Klaus would be expecting her. This was so confusing, being on the run, but she would not let herself give up.
She wished she had Elijah. She was completely lost right now, and needed someone to help her. But there was no chance of him being there. She knew this, but being a vampire had heightened her love for him dramatically. She missed him so much it hurt sometimes, and she just wanted to shut it all away. All the pain could be gone. Then she realized she could, and it scared her. She wished she'd never...
There was nothing to be done, and after fifteen years she realized elijah wasnt coming back. She left England, and she arrived in a small town where she could live inconspicuously, as she did for the next 150-some-odd years.