KLAYLEY SHORT STORIES.

KLAYOPE RESET

@lovelyxoxo idea and plot.

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WARNING, DEPRESSION, SUICIDE, DEATH.

Hope is 18 and, depressed and misses her Mom and Dad and decides to kill herself, instead she ends up in 2009 and it is a REPEAT.

CHAPTER 1.

Hope couldn't drag herself out of bed, she could hear the footsteps outside her bedroom door of the Salvatore School for magic and the chatter in the hall and all she wanted to do was die. She missed her Mom and Dad so much, she ached from the loss every moment of the day and the feeling had gotten worse over time, people said grief and loss lessened, bullshit. Hope called bullshit, she felt their loss as intensely today as she did 3 years ago, 18 and she still missed them like it were yesterday,

The guilt at getting her Mom kidnapped and tortured, her Mom dying to save her, her Dad taking the Hollow so she could live, she would rather taken half the Hollow herself and her and her Dad die together, at least then she would be in the afterlife with them both.

She hated this School, she tolerated the kids here, becoming more and more aloof as time went on and she had lost Rafael, she had felt a kinship with Raf, Loner Wolves together, gentle funny kind thoughtful Raf. The other kids here so caught up in the drama of being supernatural and the petty interactions of being teenagers and the bloody never ending parade of Monster's. Alaric attracted them, Hope was certain of it, Caroline flitting off all over the globe on finding a cure for the merge.

Pfft, just make them vampires already, at least Lizzie, that's how little Caroline and Ric knew their Daughter's, Lizzie would jump at the chance to be a Heretic, problem solved, merge averted, but no Caroline went off on fruitless searches and Ric drank himself to death. And Hope fought Monsters for the School, protecting, that's all she was good for, she just wanted her Mom and Dad back, she wanted a life with them, she wanted to be looked after and babied for awhile, she was sick of being strong.

"Hope, you have to get up you have been in this bed for a week now, have you even showered?" Caroline came bursting into her room, pulling open the curtains and letting the sunlight flood in.

"Get out." Hope said her voice flat and cold.

"Hope you have to get up and back to lessons." Caroline demanded, standing there looking down on Hope, one hand on her hip, her blonde hair shiny her clothes matching perfectly her makeup flawless. Hope wanted to throw up on her, all she wanted to see was shiny brunette hair, a wide smile and those almond shaped hazel eyes, her Mom's casual dark elegance, which was thrown on with no thought, but then, she always had looked like a fashion model.

"Go away Caroline." Hope said in a monotone.

"Hope you need to get up, shower and rejoin the school populace, right now."