Legacies Imagines

Selfless and stupid- Hizzie

Lizzie Saltzman had always wanted to be Hope Mikaelson's friend.

She had tried when she was 5, with butterfly stickers and glitter.

She had tried when she was 9, with offers to play outside with her and Josie.

She had tried again when she was 13, with invites to sit with her at lunch.

By 14, she regretted every single attempt to get through to Hope Mikaelson.

It had started with the fire.

And ended with Josie telling her what Hope had done, and what Hope had said about her.

Maybe that was her first heartbreak.

Lizzie decided she never wanted to feel like that again.

So from that point on, she hated Hope Mikaelson. Loathed how she was always so closed off, how she thought she was better than everyone, how she had nothing more to her layers than a go-to sympathy card. Lizzie
imbedded every single thought into her mind like second nature, of how her father seemed to gravitate more to her than to his own daughters.

So when Josie finally admitted that the rumours Hope had spread about her had never left the girl's lips, Lizzie felt her Hope repellent walls begin to shatter.

She couldn't look at her sister, didn't want to, for a moment. She was too busy dealing with her internal crisis.

Hope had never said those things about her.
Lizzie had said so many things about Hope.

Everything she thought she knew about the girl was just a figmentation of what she wanted to believe about the girl. Needed to believe about the girl.

So she did what she did best; and ran away from whatever she was feeling.

Regardless of what Josie had done, she was right. Lizzie did often tend to go after people Josie had shown interest in, and she couldn't blame her sister from trying to keep Hope to herself.

She couldn't blame her for wanting to keep Hope to herself.

She couldn't blame her for wanting Hope.

But what she could do, was blame herself for thinking that maybe she and Hope could be friends now.

Because they were friends now. They baked a pie together. Or more, Hope baked and Lizzie watched.

The problem was that she didn't know how long they would stay friends.

Because Josie was right, who wouldn't fall for Hope Mikaelson.

And given Penelope Park's recent departure and Josie's recurring heartbreak, the last thing Josie needed was for her twin to go after her crush.

No matter how much Lizzie wanted to.

No matter how much it hurt her to see the smile plastered across Hope's face when Josie admitted the truth. How the two of them managed to have a silent conversation with their eyes, isolating Lizzie.

But that didn't matter.

Because Josie wanted Hope. As soon as she was done grieving about Penelope, she'd run to Hope, and she would be there with open arms and an open heart.

Lizzie felt a tug in her chest.

It's a month after Miss Mystic Falls when Lizzie hears a knock on the door to the twins room.

"Come in," she said, as she flipped through the pages of one of Josie's books. This one was titled Heartburn.
The universe had funny ways of catching you right handed.