A/N: Hey y'all. I wanna say thanks to all who have followed this story so far, there is much more and I have to say this story is one of my personal favorites of mine. This is part 3 of the Original Love series, but you definently need to read the other two first. Okay. Here goes part 3
Klaus had made a mistake. This much he knew. But what could he do now? He had no way of breaking the curse, for he had slaughtered Katerina's whole family two hundred some years ago, thus ending her bloodline with her. It certainly took him a while to realize this, being one who acts and doesn't think. But the Petrova line was now ended, therefore there could be no more doppelgänger to sacrifice.
Thinking this could be the end, he found himself thinking of what Aleksandra had said a hundred and twenty-some years ago. How if she had a choice she wouldn't spend her life trying to be stronger than she was. She would instead live her life to the fullest. Then again, this was spoken by someone who wasn't expected to have a life in the first place.
Still, he couldn't help thinking she knew what she was talking about. She knew he was wasting his life on this pathetic search for Katerina, plus another doppelgänger to actually break the curse. And, come to think about it, he realized he was...
Why? Why was he continually consumed of thoughts of her? Why was he always thinking of the time they spent together looking for Katerina? He didn't care. Not about her, or anyone. Still, he wished she was there with him...
And as if he had summoned her from his own mind, she was there. She was walking down the abandoned street he was on at night. Goodness, she was even more beautiful than he remembered her. When she saw him, she almost smiled, and Klaus was almost compelled to walk over to where she was standing and offer to walk her to where she was staying.
"Thank you for the offer, but I think I can manage," she said politely, though he could hear the contempt in her voice.
"Excuse me, Miss, but perhaps it is in your best interest if you accept this man's offer," a man standing in the street next to them said. "There have been rumors of attacks in the woods, made by the rebels, and the last thing I would want is for a lovely maiden like yourself to be killed." Klaus had heard of the rebels. They were a vampire worshipping cult who were currently wreaking havok on this town.
"Very well," Aleksandra replied, and Klaus took her hand and led her down the road.
"You didn't have to compel that man," she said to him as soon as they were out of earshot of the man. "I don't need you to look after me."
"I didn't compel him, I've heard of these rumors as well," Klaus replied. "They are vampire worshippers, so I figured they would listen to me if I told them to stop, but so far I haven't been able to find any of them."
"Do not pretend like you care about the people getting killed in the woods, because you and I both know you don't care about anyone but yourself, nor do you care about anything but revenge and your curse."
"Forgive me, Aleksandra. I mean you no harm nor hurt."
"Well you already hurt me. I thought there was something more to you. Like maybe if you would just turn your emotions on once in a while you would be a person worth getting to know. I was wrong. So spare me the time and get out of my life."
"Your life?" he asked.
"I have built a life for myself. I am an orphan living with a family who was kind enough to take me in. I shall be wed soon, to a kind suitor in town, though to whom, I have not yet decided. I shall live with him for a few years, then my untimely death shall make it easy for me to move on. Then I move to a different city and start over. It's my life. I get to live the life I never got to live over and over and I don't need you here messing it up, so get out of my town and get out of my life."
He could easily tell she hated him. Why shouldn't she? She had seen something more in him, something worth getting to know, and he had let her down a day later by shutting out his emotions again.
"You have every right to hate me..."
"I know, so there's nothing more to say, is there?"
"I am sorry. I did not mean to hurt you, or to make you give up on me."
"It doesn't change the fact that you did," she said, and walked away. All the while he was thinking, what is it about her that makes him care?
A/N: Too short chapter again? Sorry it's just the way I write. I'm still looking for tips for that. Anyway, vampire worshipping cult? You can so tell the types of ideas I wake up in the middle of the night with, right? I still have no idea where that came from, and I wrote this maybe 5 months ago?haha I'm so behind. Anyways, review? I like to know my story is good enough to be appreciated, and I always love hearing about how i can do better. It's so nice to know people care enough about my story to review it. Oh well byee y'all.
