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1. Chapter: Alcohol as solution?
As the original entered their family estate in the center of New Orleans of course nobody else was there. His brother Niklaus and his little sister Rebekah were still at the wedding party. Nobody knew that he had already returned but that didn't matter. In that moment Elijah just didn't want to see anybody else nor hear anything. The frosty silence which welcomed him reflected exactly everything what he needed right now.
Irresolute he stopped in the courtyard and started into the sky. What should he do with his life in future now? Of course there would always be problems in that city – there were just too many different supernatural creatures – but he just didn't care anymore. Everything was inconsequential now.
Finally he decided that for once alcohol was exactly the best method to distract himself. Normally Klaus was the one in the family who was used to drink a lot of alcohol and not Elijah but today that would be different. No, today Elijah had lost everything which had been really important to him – besides his remaining family – so he saw no reason why he should still behave like the ideal Mikaelson. Today alcohol would help him.
Luckily their bar was always well-stocked – especially because of Klaus – so it wasn't difficult for Elijah to pick something by which he was quiet sure that it would wash his sorrows very fast away. So that he could at least forget everything for a few hours.
Completely lost in thoughts he was sitting at one of their barstools at their little bar and took a gulp slug of whisky. His glass was brimful. Elijah sighed and placed his hands around his glass which he wouldn't release from his grip for the next few hours.
"Don't tell me that you would have gotten drunk if I wouldn't stop you now", the voice of Rebekah suddenly interrupted his thoughts. She was staying at the door to this room as she noticed that Elijah was in there. As she saw his brother she decided to enter and sat down at a barstool right next to Elijah and sighed.
Only for a very short moment he turned his head towards her and looked at her with a horrible gloomy facial expression until he took another slug of whisky.
"Oh, you really wanted to get drunk. I thought that this wasn't your…", she noticed obviously bewildered until he interrupted her harshly.
"What are you doing here? Isn't it possible in this house to just get drunk while it's quiet around?", he growled angrily and beat his clenched fist at the counter.
At first he didn't realize what he had done but then he noticed how fast he actually had lost control and that he had shouted at Rebekah completely unjustifiably.
Being nauseated by himself he nervously ruffled his hands through his hair and loosened his tie a bit. The fact that he was still completely wet due to the rain at the wedding wasn't bothering him.
"Elijah? What..?", she asked him quietly and really irritated now but of course she wasn't mad at her brother.
"I am sorry, Rebekah. I… Please stay", he nearly begged her as he raised his sight again.
Rebekah had never seen her brother in such a bad condition even though they were living for centuries already. Gia was completely right. Actually she was the reason why she was here now. The young vampire told her that her brother had left the wedding party and that Rebekah should have a look at Elijah. The women had agreed that Elijah shouldn't be that much alone. Something wasn't alright – besides the fact that Hayley had just married another man.
"Of course I am staying. I can't leave you alone right now, brother", she explained, took his glass out of his grip and gulped some whisky herself. "Let me tell you, Elijah: Alcohol won't help you with that", she added as he looked at her in a very sad way.
"Yes, actually I know that but… It's so… hard", he confessed. Elijah knew that his sister would listen if he needed to talk but it wasn't easy for him to talk about his feelings. Normally he never did that – especially not towards his family.
"I can imagine that very well and I am so sorry for you", Rebekah said and caressed his back perceptively.
"I never admitted that before but since I have been captured I am feeling … completely empty. The only moment which allowed me to feel something again was while I was together with Hayley and Hope. The only time I felt like myself again", Elijah told her due to the fact that he just couldn't hold back his desperation anymore.
Rebekah saw the pain in his eyes and that his hands suddenly started trembling. She really started to fear for her brother. He had never been crushed down like that before and she damned her mother for doing that to him.
"Elijah, have you slept together?", she asked the question which was crossing her mind all the time since he and Hayley had returned. The day they had returned she have had the feeling that they were somehow happier and more open towards each other – besides the desperation and sadness between them which was caused by the wedding.
"Are you really asking me that right now, Rebekah?", Elijah said after a few moments of silence as he had noticed that she was quiet serious about that question.
"Yes, I am sorry. It's just… Well, maybe it would have been better if you hadn't crossed that line you know? I think that it made it much harder for you two."
"Perhaps but that was the last time that we could behave like we wanted to", he replied embittered and stared at the bar.
"What are you thinking about?", Rebekah now asked him as it didn't seem like he wanted to continue their conversation.
"Rebekah, I think that I should accept the offer of our mother", Elijah told her now but he didn't dare to raise his sight while telling her that.
"What? No! Elijah, we already talked about that. You…"
"We did but now everything is completely different. I am just not myself anymore and I hate it. The only thing I want is that this finally stops, do you understand? Perhaps… it's also easier for me to handle the loss you know", he interrupted her and explained it to her.
"You are really serious about that, aren't you?", she asked him chilly and took another slug of whisky.
"To be honest: I don't know what to think or do anymore", Elijah replied while he was lost in his thoughts.
"I can understand that but please don't do anything stupid, okay?", she begged him and looked at him quiet worried.
"Are you going to mother me all the time in the following months now?", Elijah replied crabbily and stood up. He placed a slight kiss at the forehead of his sister and disappeared without giving her a chance to answer.
It was already in the middle of the night and Elijah was still walking through the streets of New Orleans. He perfectly knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep so he hadn't even tried it. Elijah was too much troubled inwardly.
He wasn't even sure where he was going right now but he didn't care anyway. Elijah only enjoyed the fact that he was able to get some distance from everyone else so that he could give in his dark thoughts.
Of course there were only a few people left at the streets as it was very late already and only some bars were still open. Exactly at this moment he stopped right in front of one and was thinking of going in and follow his plan from earlier but in the end he resisted that impulse in the last second. But maybe this also only happened because he noticed a young man who was walking straight towards him.
"Hey dude! Come across with the money and your cell phone", the man shouted while he was grinning at Elijah. The original noticed that he had a little knife in his hand.
With a lifted eyebrow Elijah stared at this pseudo gangster. He smiled amusedly and started laughing a few seconds later.
"Are you serious? Well, it would be better if you just leave now so that you don't hurt yourself", Elijah replied and wanted to walk away by himself as the man grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.
"I am fucking serious, asshole!", the guy screamed angrily at him while Elijah was staring at the hand at his shoulder. Not pleased with it at all.
Elijah noticed that some kind of indescribable and unlimited anger overwhelmed him. He didn't know where these emotions came from but he wasn't able to fight any longer against it. It was like an invisible power which forced the monster deep inside of him to appear even though his mind was screaming loudly at him not to give up control but it just wasn't possible anymore.
Elijah gave in – even though he didn't know why such a trifle could make him lose his control so easily. A moment later his mind was completely turned off.
"Nobody dares to call me an asshole and survives", Elijah growled as he noticed that his fangs appeared, his eyes changed into an unnatural color and that thick veins showed up below his eyes.
Afterwards he wasn't even sure anymore how but Elijah had grabbed the guy and had thrown him with an immense power at the nearest wall. The bricks already crumbled due to the bunt of the body of the man.
"What the hell… are you?", Elijah's victim stammered underneath his hard grip while he was getting even more pale. The man had lost all his courage.
"Your worst nightmare", the vampire mumbled as he tightened his grip around the throat of the man.
Just as Elijah wanted to ram his fangs straight into the cervical artery of his victim somebody grabbed him, pulled him away of his victim and threw him at the ground.
Very angry now Elijah picked himself up and looked around to find out who had dared to interrupt him as he noticed that it had been Gia.
"Forget everything which happened since you met Elijah and leave as fast as you can", Gia manipulated the guy before he could run away. As soon as she was finished he was gone quickly.
"What's the point of that, Gia?", Elijah growled while he suddenly stood right towards her and gripped her wrists.
"You perfectly know that! Right now you are not yourself! The real Elijah would never do something like that so I had to stop you. You would have hated yourself afterwards!", she shouted while she was trying to escape from his tight grip. "Damn, let me go! That hurts! Elijah!"
At one moment the man right in front of her was the consumed of hatred vampire and in the next moment the situation changed and the real Elijah came back. He stared at her completely shocked.
It seemed like Elijah had been awakened out of some kind of trance and started to realize what he had done and how fast he had lost control.
"Gia! Oh my god, I…", he said, immediately let her go and made a few steps backwards. "I am so sorry! I have no idea what provoked me to do this", he continued and lowered his head quiet shocked.
"It's alright, Elijah. Don't worry I will take care of you", she tried to calm him down with her soft voice. She saw the worry in his eyes so he hugged him and stroked his back calmly.
At first Elijah didn't know how to behave because it was completely new that Gia acted in that way towards him but then he just hugged her as well. That kind of touch comforted him so much at that special moment and he was thankful that she was here to help him.
"Thank you so much, Gia. If you wouldn't have stopped me…", Elijah whispered as he suddenly interrupted himself while he was thinking at the man he had nearly killed.
"Don't worry! Nothing happened", she told him and let go of him. "Come on, my apartment is pretty close to this place. You should calm down completely before you return home. Rebekah would kill you if she would know it", she added smiling as she saw the way he looked at her. "Oh, I won't tell her what happened. I promise", she told him, took his hand and leaded him to her apartment.
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