A dreaded choice Hosie and Hizzie

I hate you, I know

I spent my time by napping, Having the occasional blood bag, watching TV and finally managing to get ready, just dreading the party i was bound to see Lizzie at.

I checked my phone once more to see it was 6.27, meaning Josie was supposed to be here anytime now.

I just waited idly, for the knock... and just as i went to stand up... there it was.

I run over to my door, carefully re-adjusting my clothes in the process to look atleast half presentable.

"Hey" Josie gulped while checking me up and down.

"Yo-... You look stunning" Josie stutters out, smile plastered on her face as she leans over and plants a chaste kiss on my lips.

"You look amazing" I tell her, as she stands there in a short black skirt, a white cropped t-shirt and a denim jacket.

We begin to walk down the halls of the school, as she slides her arm into mine, while interlocking our hands.

"You know whats funny" Josie begins to speak.

"What" I ask back.

"We haven't been on a real date yet... as you know... well together" Josie giggles.

"Well... if you want, we can ditch the party a little early, go back to your dorm kind of thing..." I hint to Josie.

"You mean... i like where this is going" Josie smirks while nudging me.

In that moment i realise how lucky i am as i look over and see her smiling, she's perfect... so why the fuck was i thinking of her sister.

We soon enough reached the loud noises and drunk teenagers at the party, And my eyes instantly clocked a tipsy blonde dancing on a pool table, vodka in hand.

She must've caught me looking seen as next time i looked, she wasn't there.

"I'll go grab us some drinks" Josie taps my arm as she runs off to the drink station to get us some alcohol.

Out of no where a voice enters the scene.

"You're Hope right?" Was an unfamiliar one.

I turn to see a shorter, black haired witch.

"I'm Penelope" The girl reaches out to shake my hand, to which i do.

"Hope" i repeat my name.

"You know... i think a certain Saltzman has a thing for you" Penelope goes to take a swig of her drink.

"Yeah, i hope so... she's my girlfriend after all" I joke, of course she did.

"Wrong one" Penelope nudges my arm while guiding my eyes to a crowd, to which Lizzie Saltzman was in the middle of.

"You're joking right? Lizzie has made it very clear on how much she dislikes me" I laugh back in an attempt to mask my now red face.

"I don't know if this is too much information or whatever, i'm drunk i don't really care and i'm still pissed off about it... She pretty much moaned your name when we were having sex... if thats not a clear hint then i don't know what i-" Penelope is cut off by a now familiar voice.

"What are you doing satan, haven't you got anyone else to traumatise" Josie steps in, handing me a red cup filled with god knows what.

Penelope swiftly exits as soon as quickly as she entered... She was definitely lying, although her heartbeat stayed the same..

"You okay... just ignore anything she says" Josie reassures me while taking a huge swig of her drink before throwing it down and dragging me into the crowd of people dancing to the music.

She slung her arms over my shoulders as we jumped up and down to the music, At one point our faces were pressed up against one another and we practically screamed the song lyrics at one another.... I felt so alive... especially for a dead girl.

I was slightly tipsy, which was unlike me as alcohol didn't really affect me.

"Did i ever tell you you're beautiful" I whisper into her ear as i feel a huge smile appear on her face from ear to ear.

I gasp as i see Lizzie in the place of Josie, i quickly blink to realise it must be the alcohol.

"You okay?" Josie asks me.

"Yeah i just need some fresh air thats all" I rush out the crowd, leaving Josie alone... but i had just hallucinated her sister, that made me so fucking guilty.

Just as i'm about to reach the door i feel an arm grab mine as i'm dragged a couple metres into a room as i hear the door lock behind me.

It was a blank room with pretty much just one window.

I turn back around to see Lizzie... or was it? Was i hallucinating.

I blink really hard to hopefully see the real thing... which in turn was real... she was really there.

"Lizzie?" I yell... i was still pissed at her.

Lizzie grasps my hands and looks suprisingly sincere.

"Listen, you're right...." Lizzie starts to speak.

"I don't want to hear it Lizzie" I cut her off.

"Just hear me out, one minute is all... i've been thinking... you're right... i've been so selfish with you and i've treated you like shit ever since you got here and i just want to say that i'm not actually like that" Lizzie apologises.

I didn't buy it, she would go straight back to how she was.

"Don't feed me this bullshit Lizzie, i know exactly what your motive is" I say confidently, seeing the blondes face fall.

"So i'm here fucking apologising and you make this about you?"Lizzie yells 

"I even heard from a certain someone, you'd said my name or something in sex-" My words are cut off.

"What" Lizzie's eyes regain eye contact in a matter of seconds sharply.

"You heard me, all it is with you is sex sex sex thats it... you don't have any feelings for other people and i hate it. I hate you" Those words escape my mouth and i instantly regret them.

Lizzie steps forward in an intimidating manner.

"You don't mean that" Lizzie ordered so confidently while taking another step forward.

"I do... i hate you... and i hate the way you make me feel so guilty for feelings things towards you all the time... And i fucking hate myself for it but truthfully no matter how hard i  try i can't get you out of my head and it's so annoying... so yes i do i really fucking hate you Saltzman" I let out as start to think what i just said.

"I'm sor-" Lizzie goes to apologise but gets cut off by my hands grasping her face and pulling it towards mine as i crash my lips against hers.

I don't stop... if i was to feel guilty about something it was going to be about this.

I don't want to, I feel Lizzie's hands trace my legs just as i always wanted her to... she made me feel things i shouldn't.

Lizzie kisses back with passion, it felt so different... Almost like this meant something, i doubt it thought.

We eventually part as in an attempt to breathe.

"If thats what hate is... I fucking hate you to" Lizzie smirks before leaning back down to reconnect our lips once more, eventually her tongue begging for entrance.

We break away once more... this time with every ounce of energy i had i told myself i wouldn't kiss her again... She was like a drug and i needed more.

My conscience re-enters my mind as i realise what i've just done... i needed to get out of here.

I sprint out the room... fearing what i'd done... i hated myself for it even more... but i didn't regret it.