Legacies Imagines

"Come back, I need you"- Posie

Josie stumbles back in shock, tears falling freely down her cheeks and every noise she was hearing disappears. She can see her fathers mouth moving but she can't hear the words coming out of him. She can see Hope
moving forwards to comfort her but she doesn't accept it, she just pushes herself back even more. Her throat feels like it's closing up and she feels her heart break. Her father is crying and Hope seems to be to, it's all her fault.

She killed Lizzie.

Josie falls to the floor and screams painfully, sobs of horror wrack through her body. The scream of grief lets out a wave of magic which has her dad and friend flying back against the office walls. Josie cries and begs for this not to be real, she begs for her sister to walk through the doors and tell her it's a joke, that she's not really dead, but she doesn't. The door doesn't open. Lizzie doesn't walk in. Lizzie is dead and it's Josie's fault.

Josie doesn't register the arms that wrap around her, she doesn't hear the soothing of her Dads voice or the caress of Hope's hands. All she feels is pain, yet she feels numb at the same time. Lizzie, her twin sister who she's been attached to at the hip since birth, is just gone. Dead. If only Josie hadn't done black magic, Lizzie would still be around. They wouldn't of merged. Lizzie wouldn't of fallen asleep and never woken up again.

Josie wouldn't be feeling this excruciating pain. Josie wouldn't be without Lizzie, if only she had listened to her sister about not doing black magic. Lizzie would still be alive right now.

The first thing she wanted when she woke up was Lizzie, she understood why she thought Lizzie wasn't there. She thought maybe she'd been out for a while and they had to get on with their lives. She thought Lizzie would walk through the door and throw her arms around her before scolding the living hell out of Josie, warning her if she ever did black magic again she'd kill her, but she didn't. When Josie woke up, she was met with her Dad and Hope telling her what happened. That she went dark and she forced Lizzie to merge with her. They told her
Lizzie never woke up again, and that she never will.

Josie killed her sister.

Josie killed Lizzie.

Her sister.

Her twin.

Her Lizzie.

She killed her without hesitation.

What the hell does she do now?

Have they given her a funeral?

Did they cremate her like she wanted?

Did they throw her ashes into the ocean like she wanted, or did they keep them?

Has Lizzie found peace?

Did she die knowing how much Josie loved her?

Did she die with forgiveness in her heart?

Or did she die hating Josie?

She's never gonna know and it's, All. Her Fault.
Josie killed Lizzie, the only person who truly understood her and loved her despite her dark self. Who's going to love her now? Everyone is going to hate her.

"What can we get for you?" Hope's voice rings through her ears.

"Lizzie." Josie whispers before passing out.

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Josie has locked herself in Lizzie's room, she's spent days curled up in her sister bed surrounded by her clothes and pictures of her and them. She's spent days crying for her sister, she cries until there's nothing left to cry and
she eventually passes out. Her Dad has tried to talk to her and so has her Mom, but she refuses to talk to them, there's only two people she can think of that she wants right now, and she can't have either of them.