paintings in the wind

"well this is unexpected."

hope's POV
everywhere i turned i saw davina. i was being haunted. or maybe i was just at the guilty stage of killing someone. it's not my first time taking a life. i took another life when i was 14. i triggered my werewolf curse then. josie hasn't spoken to me since the funeral and now i regret asking a sweet soul like hers to help me dispose of my aunt davina's body.

i hate lying to everyone, because now, there's a search party. my dad believes that davina left to go do all the things uncle kol wanted to do with her. i suppose that's a better alternative than the reality. but davina's body is still in tact. if only josie wasn't avoiding me, i could ask her to help me make it look like aunt davina took her life. let's just hope josie answers the door and not lizzie.

josie's POV
"homework sucks." lizzie pouts. i giggle. "haha." i click my pen. i closed my eyes and the visions came flooding in. seeing that side of hope is something that won't leave my head. "so, josie, i was wondering if you could come dress shopping with me. you know, for aunt nora and mary lousie's wedding?" lizzie grew a big smile on her face. i looked up, and gave her a grin. "of course!" i muttered. "speaking of dresses, i seriously need to change out of this funeral dress." lizzie got up. "i'm also hungry, want anything?" she questioned before opening our door. "hm, no thanks." i look back down. i hear the door slam then i jump off my bed.

as i head over to our grimwar book shelf, there's a sudden knock at the door.

"back so soon?" i vamp to the door. i open it too see the auburn hair of hope mikealson.

"hope!" i yell, surprised to see her so soon after the funeral. "well this is unexpected." hope bursts through the door. i quickly shut it and lock it. "you better have a good reason to be here." i mutter.

"listen, i need you help." hope mumbles. "with what? getting rid of your aunt's dead body?!" i shout. i quickly put my hand over my mouth. hope looks away for a short second then licks her lips and looks back at me. "i'm so sorry, that was really insensitive of me." i whisper. "it's okay, i shouldn't have made you do that, however, no one has to know she even died." hope smirks thankfully. "a resurrection spell. with the help of you, aunt davina A won't remember a thing an hour prior to her death, and B, no one knows i killed her." hope says seemingly excited.

"i don't know hope, that's a big spell." i look away for a short minute.

the next thing i know hope is about 2 feet from me. i begin slowly moving backwards until i'm up against my wall.

hope's POV
when it comes to convincing people, i can be very persuasive, especially around josie.

i was near inches away from josie's face. a flush of red showed on josie's face. she turned her head, avoiding eye contact. i placed my cold finger on her collarbone. she quickly turned her head before i grabbed her cheek and and dived in for a kiss.

as i said, i can be very persuasive.

- sorry i've been inactive, however thsi story is no long on HOLD!!! so prepare for more chapters ig:)))