There you go: The third chapter. This is much inspired by the review of "fucking love song" ;) I actually thought about something different how this story should continue but I liked your idea much more in the end :) Hope you will like it!
Of course also a big "thank you" to all the other readers for your support!

In the following days it got even more worse between Elijah and Hayley. They didn't look at each other and they were of course not talking. Both felt very uncomfortable with that situation but nobody dared to try fixing the issue.
Elijah just couldn't describe the pain which he was feeling deep in his heart which belonged completely to Hayley and he just couldn't imagine how he should go on with all of that crap. He never felt that useless and hopeless. The original couldn't stand the coldness between them anymore so he decided not to stay that much at the compound. In the end he didn't really know what he should do as he just couldn't get a clear mind so he was walking without an aim most of the time. Thinking about his miserable life at the moment. He became more and more desperate but one day while he was walking through New Orleans he met Marcel.
"What do you want, Marcellus?", Elijah asked without stopping to walk. He just wanted to be left in peace and due to that his voice was very unfriendly.
"Yeah, hello to you as well, Elijah", Marcel answered while walking right in front of him. "Could you be so kind and stop while I am trying to talk to you?"
Elijah didn't look at him and didn't care about what he was saying so Marcel stretched out his arms to stop him. The original gave him an angry look.
"Please", Marcel said which Elijah finally caused to stop. "I know that you have your own problems right now but I need your help."
Elijah smiled in a sad way as he knew that Marcel couldn't even imagine how bad his situation truly was even though he was pretty sure that Marcel knew about the feelings between Hayley and the original.
"I don't have time and nerves for your nonsense", the original answered harsh.
"We both know that this is a lie. Don't think I don't know that you are walking just along the city the whole day lately."
Elijah couldn't resist it anymore so he grabbed Marcel and threw him against the nearest wall.
"Is it your concern what I am doing the whole day? I don't think so!" Now he was really angry even though he knew it was wrong to let Marcel feel his anger as he wasn't the one who let him feel like that. He made a step aside of Marcel and gave him his hand after a deep breath. "I am sorry, Marcel. I just feel… uncomfortable these days."
"Yeah, noticed that", Marcel answered in a sarcastic way while taking his hand and getting up to his feet again.
"Are you alright, Marcel?", a female voice asked which both men caused to turn around.
"No need to worry, Gia. Everything is fine." Marcel just put his arm around Elijah's shoulder which he didn't even recognize. Elijah just looked at the girl with the long dark hair.
"Would you be so kind to introduce yourself?", Elijah asked very politely while now removing Marcels arm as he didn't like his behavior.
"Oh, I am sorry, Elijah. That's Gia. Gia, that's Elijah. The original I told you about", Marcel introduced them to each other.
"Wow, seems to be a nice guy", she said in a joking way while looking at Elijah.
"Watch your tongue, Gia. He's the guy who's going to help you." Marcel just smirked at her which she returned. Confused Elijah looked first at Gia and then at Marcel.
"So, would you mind to tell me what you two are actually talking about?", he said while crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Well, that's actually the thing I need your help with, Elijah. I guess you already know that I would like to get back my vampire army so we can get back the quarter. With that I need your help as well as you need mine", Marcel started to explain.
"And why should I need you?" Elijah still didn't get the point. Actually he wasn't thinking that much about how to get the quarter back as he got enough problems right now. And even if he would plan to get it back soon he just would never work together with Marcel.
"Nah, come on! You know you do need me. Even though you are an original and you are one of the most powerful vampires you still need help. Without me and my new vampire army you can't win the fight." Marcel just smiled that typical self-confident smile at Elijah. The original learned a long time ago that there's much more behind this smile.
"Even if I would join your little bunch of new vampires what exactly do you want from me, Marcellus?", Elijah asked and it was impossible to miss the fact that he was again losing patience. Marcel started laughing.
"Finally the most important question!" He pointed at Gia. "There you go! She's going to need your help. I really hope that you will be a better teacher to her than you have been to me."
"What do you mean? She's a human! What do you expect from me?" Elijah shook his head.
"Right now she is", Marcel replied while stepping right towards her. He looked at her for a second as she nodded. With that he grabbed her neck and broke it. Marcel grabbed her falling body and laid her carefully to the ground.
"And now she's a vampire in transition", he added.
"What have you done? Did you just kill that woman?", Elijah wanted to know and a fire started to grow in his eyes. Marcel held up his hands to show Elijah that everything is alright.
"Don't worry I just gave her my blood some hours ago. As I said: She's now in transition. She wanted to become a vampire."
"You force me to help her as you actually didn't ask if I want to", Elijah growled.
"Well, if you don't she won't make it. So, it's up to you. I will keep her at our hide-out until she gets awake. After that she's your burden."
With that Marcel just walked away. Elijah opened his mouth to say something but he didn't know what to say. Marcel really surprised him and for now the original wasn't sure what to do next. He had to think about that. After all he was angry at Marcel but as the always polite original he told himself that he needed to sleep over it.

As Elijah woke up the next morning and walked downstairs in the kitchen his phone suddenly rang. He put it out of his jacket pocket and looked a bit confused at the number. Elijah didn't know the number but after a few seconds he still accepted the call.
"Who is it?", he asked curiously.
"Good morning, Elijah. It's me", a female voice answered. Elijah already opened his mouth to ask how actually „me" was until he remembered the voice.
"Gia?", Elijah wanted to know from her as he heard her chuckling a bit.
"You got it", she replied.
"Why are you calling me? And where did you get this number?" Elijah already knew the answers but he still wanted to hear it from her.
"You know why and Marcel gave me your number. When do we start?"
"I can't remember that I said I would help you", Elijah answered teeth grinding.
"Well, I will just get over to you. See you in some minutes", Gia answered ignoring his answer. Before Elijah could say anything more the call was dead. He stared at his phone for a few moments before getting it back in his jacket pocket.
As he looked up he just saw Hayley standing in the door case. She must have heard his conversation with Gia. For the first time after days they were both in the same room and were looking at each other. Elijah met her eyes and he saw the question in them who the woman Gia was but Hayley of course didn't ask him. Nor did he tell her. They just stared at each other. The original just thought about saying something to her and it wouldn't even matter what because he just wanted to have her back in same way but before we could do any move Klaus entered the kitchen as well. In the middle of the room he stopped and looked at them.
"Am I intruding?", Klaus wanted to know as he noticed the cold look between his brother and Hayley. Furthermore Elijah seemed to have something in his eyes which appeared to Klaus like indescribable pain.
"No, I am done here", Hayley replied and left the kitchen without looking at Elijah again.
Elijah couldn't help so he sighed in a very depressed way. Suddenly he felt a gentle touch at his shoulder. As he looked up Klaus got closer towards him.
"I am really sorry, Elijah. And I honestly mean what I say", he said in an empathetic way.
Elijah couldn't answer. It seemed like he had something in his throat which didn't allow him to speak. He wasn't sure how long he could handle that cold behavior between him and Hayley anymore. Every day that passed made it harder and it broke his hearth apart.
"What's wrong with you two?", Klaus wanted to know after a few moments of pure silence.
"Doesn't matter", Elijah answered easily but of course Klaus noticed that this was the biggest understatement of the whole year. But Klaus accepted that his brother didn't want to talk about it. He knew Elijah long enough to know that if he doesn't want to tell him something he will never do - doesn't matter how often he will ask.
"Well, you know you can't lie at me, brother. Those times passed a long time ago. I know that there's something between you that keeps you apart and even though I don't know what it is I honestly hope that you are going to pass through this very soon. Don't think I can't see how much you suffer. As well as she does. Whatever it is: You two should talk about it. I am not able to stand that much longer", he stated at him and looked at him with a meaningful look.
"If it would be that easy… If it just would be that easy, Niklaus", Elijah mumbled while he noticed that the pain deep inside of his heart grew even more worse from one second to the other.