A/N: Enjoy x
P.S - Title inspired from Breakeven by The Script
When a heart breaks no it don't break even ~
Chapter 20: Breaking Uneven
Elijah paced back and forth in his study, his teeth clenched, every vein, artery and vessel in his body tense. For once even he was struggling to retain his calm persona. He felt as if he was going mad. He needed her. It was killing him to stay away.
Hayley had become a part of him. His love for her was constant; he honoured it and felt each emotion so deeply that her absence would surely make him combust.
The withdrawal symptoms flittering inside him, tittering constantly refused to cease and his heart pattered continuously remembering her limp form in arms.
Elijah loosened his tie, closed his eyes and exhaled deeply. His hands gripped the desk which he felt like flipping with all his strength.
His eyes flashed with a fury as he recalled his brother's treatment of the girl he loved.
In that moment he knew that if Klaus had been in the same room as him, nothing would have stopped him from tearing him apart.
He then recalled Hayley, their most recent kiss and his feelings evolved into adoration, desire...
His heart yearned. She was his and he was hers. Nothing could change that.
Elijah stood up his face as stern as can be. He ran his fingers through his hair trying to not think of how Hayley had done the very same.
He lifted yet another glass of alcohol and drank it whole slamming it onto the desk.
He took a deep breath for he knew things were only about to get worse.
Still in the bayou, Hayley shuddered in her sleep, her palms were sweaty her temperature slightly raised. Her arms twitched and her heart raced forwards. She mumbled slightly, her voice was coarse and croaky.
"Elijah." She spoke again; this time a bit clearer, her fingers curled as if in the searching for something, for someone and her entire body trembled once again.
Suddenly she shook and shuffled as a blast of coolness washed over her and her eyes finally opened.
She was greeted by Eve staring over her. She held a damp cloth and smiled at her painfully. She had heard her calls and felt slightly sorry for the girl despite the advice she had given earlier.
Hayley's eyes gazed at her questioningly as she attempted to get up.
"Stay still." Eve told her pushing her back down and re-dampening the cloth.
"You have a fever." She explained placing it on her forehead.
Hayley closed her eyes to relish this comfort. Her hand traced her stomach.
"Don't worry." Eve reassured her. "You'll be okay in no time."
"The fever, yes." Hayley thought but what about the pain inside her which she felt would never leave?
Eve watched her face grow sombre and looked at her sympathetically.
Hayley's eyes grew a little angry; she didn't like people looking at her like that.
She got up removing the cloth from her forehead.
"Thanks." She replied and stepped of the bed where Elijah had previous suffered, also from a fever.
"But I'm fine." She spoke confidently and walked over to the other side pouring herself a glass of water.
It was clear she was trying to convince herself it was all okay, that she didn't need anyone, that she was absolutely fine.
Eve watched her worriedly.
"Anything else about the witches?" Hayley asked wanting to get to work immediately. If she was going to do something about this curse on her pack, she had to begin searching. Oddly enough she felt this thing with the witches was about to open a new door.
Eve remained silent for a few seconds but then spoke.
"Klaus is holding some sort of meeting, they still haven't found her."
Hayley paced. "Something's not right." She murmured.
Suddenly both found themselves staring at the phone on a shelf.
It was Hayley's. She walked up to it afraid of seeing the caller ID.
It read Sophie Deveraux.
Hayley's eyes narrowed and Eve walked up to her also confused.
Hayley answered the call putting it on speaker phone.
"What the hell do you want?" She spoke angrily.
"I know you don't trust me." Sophie replied. "But you need to listen, everything is about to change. Davina's on the loose..."
"Yeah I know that. " Hayley muttered. "Remind me again why I should give a damn."
"I need something from you." Sophie answered. "So that the witches can complete the harvest."
"On what planet would I help you witches get more power, all you've done is hex me left and right!" Hayley's voice rose.
"Maybe because if we don't complete the harvest our access to magic will fade for good, which doesn't bode well for your family." Sophie explained.
Hayley paused looking at Eve.
"What do you know about my family?" she then asked.
"You're from the crescent wolf bloodline; Marcel forced a witch to curse them so that they'd be trapped in their wolf form." Sophie continued.
"And I should keep listening to you because..?" Hayley paused waiting for an answer.
"Because my bloodline executed that curse." Sophie revealed.
Hayley's eyes lowered in thought.
"Help me complete the harvest and I'll undo the curse for you." Sophie bargained.
"But what can I do?" Hayley asked now interested. She felt so much better engrossed in her search.
"I need to consecrate the remains of a powerful witch, so I can absorb their magic. I know of one whose body was never found. Her name is Celeste..." Sophie spoke.
Hayley's heart thudded and her eyes closed.
"I believe you and she have a friend in common." Sophie added.
"Elijah." Hayley breathed.
"The story goes that when she died, he buried her in a secret spot at her request. All you need to do is find out where."
Hayley disconnected the phone, her breathing wavering.
Eve looked at her waiting for her to speak.
"I already know." She whispered.
Eve looked at her questioningly.
"I've already been through his journals before; it gets boring during vampire lockdown." She whispered.
"I know where she's buried." Hayley confessed.