Distance between us
A/N: I am not a native English speaker; the characters don't belong to me. I am just playing with them. Constructive criticism is welcome. Please R & R
This story is an ONESHOT and not letting me think of anything else so I am writing it down.
The sun was just starting to rise from the ocean and making its way gradually up from the East and it was quite cold at that time of morning, But the man was who was walking along the cliff only wore a Black T-shirt and Jeans and his breath was fogging as he walked on.
It was usual for Niklaus Mikealson to walk at the break of dawn, the sound of waves lapping at the base of the cliff, the various hues of colors above the ocean reflected back at sky, the strange calming atmosphere there brings him here whenever he was nearby. Often Rebecca used to accompany him there but she is not usually a silent companion, he owned an outhouse nearby on the insistence of Rebecca of course. But he is alone now the thought of his siblings is quite depressing now.
It has been almost a year today since they all are separated because of the hollow, today Klaus was distracted the canvas he was working on was lying in the patio of the said outhouse he is not been able to work on it. Freya had contacted him yesterday saying that she got a lead on destroying the Hollow's soul, it was nothing big but it was something she had said
Always refreshingly optimistic as Elijah he thought to himself. But yet he felt quite uneasy today and Hope is occupying many of his thoughts, yes her Birthday was approaching and he was not there yet he thought bitterly and cursed loudly and kept on walking towards the house.
He restrained himself to only call once a month or more because otherwise he will be tempted to give in her demand to visit her. But e drew out his phone and dialed Hayley's number and waited for her to pick the phone as he mentally calculated the time difference between them
"Hello" Hayley's voice said on the phone
"Where is Hope? Is everything okay there?" he said
"Yeah, she is doing her homework right now," she hesitated a little "Everything is fine now, why do you ask?"
"Just a habit"
"Here is she, talk to her" she gave the phone to Hope "it's your Dad"
"Hello dad, you haven't called since ages. I missed you"
He smiled "yes I missed you too, I am sorry but you know why I can't call often"
"I know dad, you know Uncle Cole got married, he called yesterday to inform us and school is just fine. You know I am the tallest in my class…"then they talked for a while, Hope enquired about his welfare and told him about all she had to tell. It appears she had gotten a plaster on her hand because she fractured her arm and her magic is slowly healing her, she reassured her father it was nothing she was fine and will be healed by tomorrow then as usual promised to call him soon and then hung up the phone.
The morning sun blocked by the trees now he was feeling like himself now, his victim was lying there unconscious as he had been a little rough in taking her blood, she will be up in few hours he decided to let her where she is.
He took his palette and paintbrush from the table and began his work on the canvas that was half filled with a painting of a cliff face. His feelings settled for now.
