My True Love

Chapter 9

Hope's POV:

    I fixed my hair before heading out of my room meeting up with Quinn who came out of hers at the same time. "Hey," she says with a smile making me nod.

  "Hi," I softly say with a small smile as we begin walking down the hall to the stairs. This is probably kinda awkward but evert time we wake up in the same bed I always leave in an awkward state.

"Uh so what are your plans for today?" Quinn spoke up breaking the awkward silence that's so thick you could probably cut it with a knife.

"Well, since it's Saturday I'm thinking of continuing my paintings like Emma suggested. Im almost done with them. What about you?" I softly inform her with a small smile as we reach the bottom of the stairs. 

   "I'm not a very good painter so I'm just gonna stick to writing but today I was thinking of going out just to look around. I don't know just to have a fun day I guess. You should come with. You've been locked in here just as long as I have," she informs me with a small chuckle.

I chuckle quietly and shrug. "Maybe I will. Sounds like fun," I respond shoving my hands into my joggers pockets.

She gives me a bright smile and we head towards the kitchen seeing a little set up with fruit, scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, and sausage.

   Marcel looks up from the stove where he's making more scrambled eggs. "Hey, kiddos. Get whatever you feel like," he announces gesturing to the island full of food.

   We grab a plate each and began filling up our plates with food. I seem to have more than Quinn. Oh well.

   We head over to the dining table where some of my family is eating with Santana and Brittany. "Hey, Mikaelson, Quinn," Santana says and bit into her bacon.

  I chuckle slightly and sit down. "Why do you always call me that instead of my name?" I question raising my eyebrow at her as I pick up my fork.

  She shrugs with a grin, "I call you by your name sometimes but it's just whenever I feel like it." I scoff out a laugh and shake my head.

  "You're just like Lizzie, I swear," I remark stabbing a piece of egg and put it in my mouth. The others chuckle at me.

   "Hey, sweethearts. How'd you girls sleep?" Aunt Freya questions as walks over with her plate of food and sat down next to Keelin who kissed her cheek gently.

   "I slept ok after Hope came into my room. That particular nightmare won't leave me alone although someone else doesn't seem to want to leave me alone either," Quinn admits nudging me slightly making me chuckle nervously with a small blush.

"I'm sorry for that. I don't know why I keep doing that," I respond as I poke at my food with my fork. She giggles quietly and set her hand on my arm then softly squeezed it.

  "I told you it's ok, Hope. Really," she softly reassures me giving me a smile before pulling her hand away. I give her a smile before looking at Aunt Freya who's smiling at us.

"God, just bo-," Brittany quickly covered Santana's mouth with her hand and shakes her head while raising an eyebrow at her making Santana grunt and nod.

I stare at them confused before turning back to my aunt. "I slept fine, Aunt Freya. Uh sorry for keeping you up so late last night," I tell her with a frown and Aunt Freya waves me off with a loving smile.

"Don't worry about that, sweetheart. I'll gladly do it again just for you," she announces in a loving tone making me look down shyly and scoop some eggs into my mouth.