Night Time Creatures [Klaus Mikaelson]

64 • Don't Call Me

Aliona's P.O.V

"What did I say about calling me, Elijah?" I groaned as I answered my ringing phone.

"I know, but I was getting worried about you." Elijah admitted openly as I frowned, he was rarely ever this open with me. However I shook it off and remained head strong.

"Well I'm fine, thanks for the concern." I spoke bluntly and kept my voice low, just in case Klaus was anywhere close. "I'm still in Chicago."

"How's your hunger holding up?" He questioned and I cringed at his question.

"Not any better, I'm a mess Elijah." I admitted, although I wasn't sure why I was admitting it to him.

"You just have to remember the discipline that I taught you in the 30's. It will honestly help, I promise." He encouraged but I shook my head and sighed.

"No Elijah, I'm more scared than worried. I'm scared of what I can do, because I haven't flicked the switch yet and I've done some horrendous things." I could feel the hand that was holding my phone to my ear beginning to tremble.

"Aliona listen to me, you can get through this, but I need you to be on the lookout for any opportunity to escape him." He added which shocked me slightly.

"Elijah I can't! You know that he'll only hunt me down and probably kill at least one of my brothers as a lesson." I spoke, a constant feeling of hopelessness seemed to be settling over my gut.

"He wouldn't, Damon's nowhere near him anymore and he definitely wouldn't kill Stefan." Elijah seemed almost as if he was defending his murderous brother, angering me slightly.

"Elijah, you must know by now that running isn't an option." I stated bluntly, rubbing my eyes with my other hand as I leant against the nearest wall.

"Aliona there aren't many other options." He pressed but I shook my head, Klaus' words flitted into my mind again, why wouldn't I want to leave? What did he have on me that could possibly convince me to stay.

"Do you know what Klaus is talking about when he says 'but if only you could remember.' He's said it a few times and I'm beginning to think that he's got something on me." I spoke honestly, just wishing for some sort of answer or clue. There was a long hesitation on the other end of the phone, he didn't speak for a while. "Elijah?"

"No, I don't know what he's talking about when he says that. Probably something to do with the years the two of you spent together; I wasn't always there to observe so it could be anything." The tone of Elijah's voice was monotonous, as though he was forcing himself to give such a robotic answer.

"Okay, please don't ring anymore. Klaus is certain to find out if you keep doing this." I sighed, glancing around and scanning the bustling Chicago street in front of me.

"I can't make any promises Aliona, you being with him again after all of these years has me very worried." He admitted, something was tugging at my heart as I closed my eyes for a moment.

"Elijah don't say things like that." I began. "I'm not as innocent as I was the first time around; I won't just run off with him again."

"I hope you keep reminding yourself about that." Elijah spoke, causing me to roll my eyes.

"Whatever, bye Elijah." I hung up the phone and began to walk, I wasn't heading anywhere in particular.

I walked on for a while until I realised that I'd been wondering down the wrong kind of streets, they weren't the main roads, or even the scenic streets that you see in the travel adverts. This was the rough side, the area that was synonymous with trouble.