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At least two weeks have passed since Rebekah has spoken to Elijah, a longer time than she has gone in this place before. In fact, she has never withdrawn from him like this before, her family always the most important thing to her. He had left them, left Niklaus he claimed, but she has never turned her back on him. Not until now.
What has changed? She's mulled it over, tried to think on why being human and having her own life is so important to her. Knowing the betrayal they face at the hands of their own mother, a lifetime of running from their father, being staked at Niklaus' whim, these things have all made a difference to who she is. All Rebekah wants is for him to understand, and that he doesn't -- can't -- confuses and hurts her.
But enough iss enough. He was her brother, she loves him and frankly she does need him. After what happened with Damon (something she was trying to forget as quickly with possible) she's realised that she is again on the verge of being very alone.
Rebekah isn't good at being lonely.
Breaking into his apartment isn't a problem. He's not there, so she relocks the door and waits, curling up on his couch. He's long enough that she falls asleep with the dawn, in sleep finally relaxing, finally losing some of the hurt she carries with her each day.
What has changed? She's mulled it over, tried to think on why being human and having her own life is so important to her. Knowing the betrayal they face at the hands of their own mother, a lifetime of running from their father, being staked at Niklaus' whim, these things have all made a difference to who she is. All Rebekah wants is for him to understand, and that he doesn't -- can't -- confuses and hurts her.
But enough iss enough. He was her brother, she loves him and frankly she does need him. After what happened with Damon (something she was trying to forget as quickly with possible) she's realised that she is again on the verge of being very alone.
Rebekah isn't good at being lonely.
Breaking into his apartment isn't a problem. He's not there, so she relocks the door and waits, curling up on his couch. He's long enough that she falls asleep with the dawn, in sleep finally relaxing, finally losing some of the hurt she carries with her each day.
