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Y E A R S
A G OThey were shouting about God knows what. I was on my way to bring Hope some donuts. The seven year old had taken a liking to me. I never meant to get close to the Mikaelson family, but there was something that was way too captivating about them. I couldn't keep away, I couldn't keep my distance.
"This is why your beloved Lorelle left you," I heard Klaus spat at Elijah.
It was dead silent, and then crashing could be heard. I flinched, scared for the brothers. Klaus went too far this time.
The crashing halted, and Elijah spoke with a certain calmness that sent shivers down my entire body.
"You will not utter her name," he told his brother. "It has been a thousand years, and no amount of time will ever, and I mean ever, brother, make it easier for me to hear about her."
Lorelle, he's never forgotten about you. Even after all this time.
E I G H T
Y E A R S
A G OI moved into the Mikaelson compound. It was Elijah's idea. Something about me having to compel a landlord to let me have an apartment in the French Quarter unnecessary when they had an abundance of rooms.
I had half-expected Klaus to throw a fit about it. Instead, he said it was good for me to be around. He thought it was best for his daughter, who rarely made friends outside of their family, but had taking a liking to me.
"You play piano?" Elijah asked me, watching me as I sat on a stool in front of the one we had in the complex.
"No," I shook my head. "I never learned, never had anyone to teach me."
"All this time on this earth, and you never learned to play the piano?" he asked, before tsking. "That won't do, that won't do."
He took a seat next to me, and for the next few hours, patiently tried to teach me how to play. Those few hours became weeks, and soon, we had lessons every week when it wasn't hectic.
S E V E N
Y E A R S
A G OWhen Elijah left, I filled the void of not having him around with his journals. I was close with him, closer with him than the other Mikaelsons. We had a bond. I had taken up journaling because of him, and found myself lost reading about his past.
I kept rereading the love story between him and Lorelle. He had met her when he was still human. Their love story was an epic one, meant for the books. She was a fair woman with olive skin and long dark hair. She was of witch descent, but didn't get into the craft. She and Elijah enjoyed the village festivities together, often found dancing the night away in front of the bonfire.
The entire family was fond of her. Even Mikael. Her and Klaus were quick friends, and Rebekah treated her like a sister. Finn and her talked every now and then, and Kol loved how she turned a blind eye to his pranks, never spoiling them for him when she caught him in the middle of a scheme. Henrik, the youngest Mikaelson who sparked the need for Ester's dark magic, always claimed one day he'd steal Lorelle away from Elijah and make her his own wife. She had been friends with Tatia.
Lorelle left the Mikaelsons, and Elijah, behind before Henrik was ever attacked by a werewolf. She never learned about the vampire curse, she never knew about Elijah's later feelings for Tatia.
Lorelle was always labeled the one that got away, the one that would always haunt Elijah. The one who left him a mere note saying, "Goodbye, E. Love, L." Nothing else was there, and it enraged Elijah that she had someone else write the letter. It wasn't her handwriting. He had become convinced someone had taken her, and tried to have Ester find her with her dark magic. Even after becoming a vampire, he searched for her for a millennia before ultimately understanding that a human could not have stayed alive that long, and even if she hadn't left him by choice, she was long gone, and there was nothing he could do.
The Mikaelson siblings knew not to bring her up. Even Finn, despite his later growth to resent his siblings. Lorelle was a subject no one dared to talk about. Ever.
Until Klaus, of course, that day I heard them arguing. The day Elijah went so calm I was more scared then than I had ever been when he was enraged.
In a journal I had found, there was an entry that Elijah had written about Hayley. That after all this time, he truly believed she could be the one to fix him after Lorelle, if she hadn't already.
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