A dreaded choice Hosie and Hizzie

Remember me

I walk back to my dorm, dashed in blood like it was a uniform.

I don't care if i was outed as a tribrid, all my fathers enemies would also have to come through him to get to me, i say let them come.

I fly open my dorm door and swiftly rush to the bathroom... I didn't want Lizzie to see me like this, The only person.

I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, as my anger levels come down i start to see clearly again... making it almost scary for me to see myself covered in someone elses blood, with my eyes still stuck as there gold.

"Hope" I hear Lizzie speak.

"Yeah" I reply back.

I hear her walk towards the door of the bathroom but i can't let her see me like this.

"Don't... don't come in.. I'm just, i'm just uh, i'm just washing my hands" I try lie.

"Liar" Lizzie throws open the door, she must've thought i was joking... Her smile instantly disappeared from her precious face as she saw me stood over a sink, desperately trying to wash off the blood that stained me.

She doesn't say a word... she just stands there.

"Hope" Lizzie gasps.

"Its... its not what-" I once again try let out a lie.

"Are you okay" Lizzie cuts me off as she rushes towards me, checking my hands and face for any scarrs and cuts.

"Its... its not my blood" I tell her.

"I can tell that" Lizzie laughs, which confused me a little bit... she wasn't scared or even fazed at the fact i had someone elses blood drenched on me.

Lizzie stands behind me, wrapping her arms around my stomach and staring at the mirror.

"You're gorgeous, you know that right" Lizzie whispers into my ear, it was shocking as my eyes still hadn't switched back... 

I don't say anything but the feeling of her holding me tight and close... made me blink back into my usual blue.

"There you are" Lizzie once again whispers softly.

Resting her head in the crevice of my neck, as i just break down... i begin to sob as tears stream from my eyes, holding desperately onto the sink for support.

"Do you want to tell me who's blood this is" Lizzie replies softly.

I stutter out.

"Parks" I let out.

"Oh then she definitely deserved it... what she do this time" Lizzie jokes... she must've forgotton... Lizzie was acting her usual, normal self.

"She did this to you Lizzie" I choke on my words, Lizzie steps back from me slowly.

"is she dead" Lizzie coldly snaps.

"She'll wish she was" I respond back.

Lizzie just ends up leaving the bathroom, letting me wash the blood off alone as she regathers her thoughts.

I finally finish and come to join her in the room once more, seeing her sat on her bed on her phone, watching something on it.

"What are you watching" I break the silence.

Lizzie doesn't reply.

I start to worry as i lean closer, taking in what she was also watching... one of the students must've recorded it... she was watching what i just did.

"I don't think... Lizzie that wasn't me... i'm sorr-" I try to explain but the sudden motion of Lizzie lunging towards me and wrapping me in to a hug took me by surprise.

I smile as i wrap my stern arms around her, the simple fact was... she wasn't scared of me.

"You really did this for me" Lizzie begins to sob.

"And i'd do it again and again and again..." I tell her.

"Because i know for a damn fact you'd do the same for me" I add.

"What did i do to deserve you" Lizzie cries into my shoulder.

Truthfully i know that if it was the other way round... she'd have done the exact same thing.

"Besides... i didn't think someone could look that good when borderline killing someone" Lizzie breaks the tears as she disconnects the hug.

We both laugh it off.

"Anyway... enough about me, how are you feeling" I ask the newly transitioning heretic.

"You know what... i don't feel compelled to drink it like i did earlier... When looking at someone i don't feel like i want to rip their head off" lizzie was surprisingly calm about this.

"Well... thats a good sign... have you got your magic back?" I ask the girl.

She doesn't say a word yet whisper 'incendia' before lighting a candle on the opposite side of the room.

"I'll take that as a yes" I joke at the girl.

"I feel stronger... i feel happy Hope" Lizzie enthusiastically tells me.

"I'm happy if you're happy... we just need to watch you with the blood, I'm sure you'll be great with it all" I reassure her.

"I'll have a great teacher" lizzie flirts.

"You sure do... every step of the way" I grasp her hand in mine.

Lizzie leans in to kiss me as i reciprocate the kiss.. just a small gratitudinal kiss that was never deepened... yet meant so much.