Not right now

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Hope POV

My eyes flutter open, due to the brightness of the sun. I slowly sit up, both my neck and back are aching. Horribly, at that. I notice that sometime in the night, my shirt came off. I grabbed it and I was about to put it on, but I heard Josie groan "Fuck". With my shirt in hand, I make my way upstairs. She's sitting on the edge of the bed, with her head in her hands. "Are you ok?" I ask her. She lifts her head and looks at me, then asks "Do I look ok to you, Hope?".

I furrow my eyebrows then say "What the hell did I do to you?". She stands up and grabs her clothes, ignoring my question. I noticed neither the water or bottle of advil have been touched. "I left some pills for you" I tell her. She walks into the bathroom, and changes her clothes. When she comes out, I give her a confused and questioning look. She looks at me and calmly, yet rudely says "I don't want your damn pills. Leave me alone". "I'm just trying to help you" I tell her, truthfully.

"I don't want, nor need your help" she says, grabbing her keys and walking out of the room. Sick of her bullshit, I say "I'm sorry, sweetheart, but if I recall, you were the one wasted on my doorstep. You're a horny drunk, by the way". She walks out of the room, and makes her way downstairs.

Maya POV

I'm sitting at the kitchen counter, listening to Hope and Josie argue. They make their way downstairs, and Josie says "Surprised you didn't fuck me when you had the chance". Hope stops in her tracks, and has a hurt look on her face. "You don't seriously think I'd do that, do you?" she asks, in a hurt tone. I don't wanna say I'm surprised, but Hope doesn't give many of those. She's more of a "suffer in silence type" of person. It's very rare for her to show emotions to anyone other than family, and me, of course.

Josie works on getting her shoes on, while saying "Yep", popping the "p". Hope stands there with a "wow" face, for a minute before she walks up behind Josie. She grabs her arm, then says something too low for me to hear. From the looks of it, whatever Hope said hit Josie hard. All of a sudden, Josie's face inherit a sad expression. It doesn't last long, because It turns to anger. Josie turns around, and slaps Hope across the face, hard. Hope clenches her jaw, but all she does is let Josie's arm go. "How's that for abusive?" Josie says, before walking out of the house, with a slam of the door. I watch Hope, curiously, before she turns around. Her face has a mixture of anger and guilt. We lock eyes for a second. "What?" she asks me, in a loud and pissed tone. I shake my head and quietly say "nothing", then look away. She angrily walks upstairs. Once she gets to her room, I hear the door slam. It's better if I let her cool down before checking on her, so I stay in my spot, thinking about everything that just happened.

Josie POV

I get in my car, and start driving. I went in the direction of my house, but I realized that I really don't want to go home. Well, I don't want to deal with Finch. On one hand she'll be pissed that I didn't come home last night, on the other she'll keep apologizing for what happened, and try to make up for it. My day has already turned to shit, and I've been up for half an hour. No need to fuel the fire. I figured the best place for my to go would be Lizzie's house, so that's where I go.

~Time Skip~

I knock on the door a few times. It's Saturday, so I know she's home. After like two minutes, the door opens. I'm welcomed by a smiling MG. He tells me to come in. "So, what're you doing here so early in the morning?" he asks. "I guess I just wanted to get out of the house for a little bit" I tell him. I mean, it's not entirely a lie. He nods, then says "I get it. Well, Lizzie is in the shower, but I'll tell her you're here when she gets out. You're welcome to sit and wait, if you'd like". I smile, take a seat on the couch, then say "Thanks, MG". He walks upstairs after saying "No problem, Jo".

It doesn't take her long to come down, maybe 20 minutes. She has a towel in her hand, "patting" her damp hair. I was thinking about telling her about what Finch did yesterday, listing my pros and cons. The biggest pro would be that she'd comfort me, which is exactly what I need as of now, and the biggest con being she's very protective of me. She'd probably try to kill her, and I really don't want to deal with the drama today. She noticed something was wrong. She asked if I was ok, and if I wanted to talk about it.

We used to do this thing called "twin cuddles" when we were kids, and that's what we're doing now. Lizzie kicked MG out of the room, so we could talk. "So, what's going on in that head of yours?" she asks me. It takes a while, but I tell her everything that happened in the last day...leaving out some things. I looks up at her face, to see her reaction. She looks like she's about to release all hellfire. I swear I seen flames in her eyes. I give her a minute to process what I've just told her. "I know it's a lot, but-" I start, but she cuts me off with "I'm so gonna kill her". She said it way too calm, which is never good. I know I'm never gonna be able to convince her other wise. I sigh, then say "Not right now". She holds me a little tighter, then asks "You said she slapped you after you told her something?". I respond with a hum. "What'd you tell her?" she follows. I take a deep breath, then say "Promise me that you won't freak out or get mad at me, and don't speak until I finish". She promises, so I begin telling her what I told Finch.

By the time I'm done, her jaw was dropped and she wasn't making any noise. after like 10 minutes she says "No. Fucking. Way...Are you serious?". I nod slowly. I can't read her expression well, but she is definitely taken aback. "I thought you said you were..." she trails off, but I know what she's talking about. "I am" I told her.

Hope POV

"Come on, Hope. You've been up here all day" Maya says to me. She's been trying to get me to go out, to a club, with her for maybe an hour. "Just go, Maya" I tell her. She frowns, then asks "Then who's gonna beat the shit out of the weird guys that mess with me?". "You know you're more than able to defend yourself. Dad didn't make us take those self defense classes for nothing" I tell her. With a smirk she says "Speaking of self defense...you could've easily blocked her hit". I know what she's doing, and I hate her for it. I sigh, then look up at her and say "Fuck it, come on". She excitedly jumps up and down, like a child. I chuckle at her childlike antics, before getting up to change my clothes.








Sorry, I know this chapter is boring, but I swear all the drama is coming up. Anyways, how's school going for you all?

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