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❁𝒥osie 𝒮altzman❁

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It was sad I had to leave so soon but I knew Lizzie would be suspcious if I said I was busy. Hope and Lizzie after the thosands of personal pokes and jabs and years of icy silence they never wanted a friendship. It was so hard when we were little when I made up that rumor it was like I ruined everything. And I had to take Lizzie's side and Hope knew that I would side with her because it's what she would have done. I confessed to Lizzie after the road trip that I lied, she was not happy. Word got around to Hope she wouldn't  look me in the eye for weeks and it often looked like she was crying. People blame Hope for being a loner but part of me wonders if the reason why she is so lonely, the reason why her best friend is my dad.....is me.

Did I destroy her life?

My eyes water at that thought. The older she got the harder it was to recognize her when she was little she stayed quiet and got her work done, and we teased her. She grew hardened by ten she had a permanent scowl, she was only out of her room to do school work and when she set the woods on fire. When she started selling her blood at school, then Henry died and she just kept quiet. Then her mom, dad, and uncle died and she was angry and sad all the time. She didn't talk to anyone she didn't have to, she wanted to be a blurry face in the background.  Amost like she didn't want to exist at all.......

"Josie what took you so long and why do you have a painting" Lizzie groans rolling over on her bed

"i just was meeting an old friend" I shrug laying on the end of her bed.

"That's not ominous," She rolls her eyes "Who was it"

"Hope" I state blankly watching the movie

"You really have the worst taste in women" She rolls her eyes

"It's not like that" I answer defensively

"I didn't say it was just that you usually make friends with evil hot women who you fall for" Lizzie takes a bite out of her sandwich.

I sink realizing  she is right

"Did we ruin her life" I look at Lizzie.

"You can't ruin someones life if they don't have one" Lizzie continues to eat he sandwich and lifts her hand up for a high five.

"Thats not funny Lizzie" I look over

"You want to hear what I think honestly" She looks over

"Yes" I answer hesitantly

"I think we had a hand in it, we didn't force her to alienate or go out of our way to make her feel like crap. But the past is the past" Lizzie sighs "We were kids and it felt like she was stealing our dad she was an easy target for hatred."

"But she was also just a kid" I look over holding back tears

Lizzie doesn't respond for a moment

"What would Hope think about you blaming yourself" Lizzie asks

"I don't know"I shrug

"Me neither but what would you do if this was you"

"I don't know" I eat some of her chips

"So what did you and the great evil do besides her professing her undying love for you with that painting."She asks glaring at me and finishing her chips.

"I brought her dinner after this morning, and her bedroom has so much personality and its her, you know?" I ask

"She has a personality" She fake gasps

"She paints these beautiful paintings and her room is just filled with them, and she has these tiny trinkets on her shelves and her shelves are filled with books and she has so many CDs and Records covering a corner in her room and plants lining one window and books covering the other. Her bed is covered in blankets and pillows, Like where the hell does she even sleep. She has a telescope that leans on her old armchair that sits by the window." I recall

"God, how long were you there" Lizzie looks shocked.

"It was odd at first because I just looked around while she sat on her bed, then we started talking about her paintings and I told her she would have to sign her masterpiece and she smiled and signed it then she thanked me for not laughing earlier, then I asked her about what music she listens to and she listens to bunch of random music but she does have a bunch of cavetown,cigarettes after sex, and girl in red hearted"I recall

"Oh my god I will start planing the wedding" Lizzie fake gasps again.

I roll my eyes "Doesn't mean she's gay"

"I always got vibes from hope like brooding bisexual vibes"  Lizzie explains "No way hope is not the tiniest bit gay she listens to girl in red,"

"Thats just a stereotype" I roll my eyes

"Ok but I could see it" She nods." I could also see her as a Demigirl" Lizzie thinks

"Moving on" J" I roll my eyes "Why did you laugh when landon said that" I look over confused

"I thought his desperation was hilarious, I didn't mean to piss your girlfriend off but Landon is so thirsty" She laughs.

"She isn't my girlfriend" I go to my bed.

"Are you sure about that" She powers off the TV  then turns of her lamp.

"Yes?!" I answer but Lizzie pretends to be asleep

"LIZZIE I KNOW YOU AREN'T ASLEEP" I whisper yell.

She doesn't respond for a couple of minutes

"Lizzie are you ok?" I whisper

"Of course I am you moron" She laughs

I turn over in my bed avoiding eye contact from across the room.

Was Hope Bi?

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