Hizzie Ever After

Chapter 5 (The letter)

Hope's POV
It's the middle of the night 1:42AM to be exact and I'm leaving, I have to go to protect my friends and family. Earlier today I got a letter, whoever sent it was threatening to torture and kill them if I don't. I know that I would normally fight, but this time is different, they have the upper hand I can feel it. I can't risk it....

~ ~ flashback ~ ~

~ ~ earlier today ~ ~

I was sitting on my bed with a sketchbook and a pencil ready to start drawing something when the piece of paper appears and lands next to me. I open it and start reading.......

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Dearest tribrid
That's right, I know about you. I don't expect you to know who I am from this letter, but I for certain know who you are. And I'm gonna make your life a living hell for it.

I have in my possession something that could kill you, your family, your friends oh and let's not forget your special little yes/no friend. Hmm, what's her name? Oh yeah Lizzie Jenna Saltzman.... They all will have a horrible death and I'll make sure that it's very very painful.

Now listen to me very carefully Mikaelson, you will Pack your bags, sneak out of the house, leave Hawaii, and do what I say when I say it. Leave tonight, I'll be in touch.

Sincerely,
Your worst enemy
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I fold up the letter before putting it in my pocket. I pause before quickly slamming a glass of juice to the floor furiously.....

~ ~ flashback over ~ ~

~ ~ Present time ~ ~

"Ok that's all of it..." I mumble to myself with a sigh before closing my last suitcase.

'I just need to be gone for enough time for me to research and defeat this new threat. Simple.' I think to myself, grab my suitcases and abandon my room in that vacation home one last time.

I quietly put one foot in front of the other, sneaking down the staircase in my black ripped skinny jeans, black tank top, black leather jacket, and my black combat boots. My black tank top has an M shape on it, (for Mikaelson) in silver rhinestones and my hair is straightened and in a ponytail.

I drop my luggage off at the front door before grabbing two empty duffel bags and vamp towards the kitchen.

Once reaching the kitchen I head straight for the refrigerator. I open it to find it for blood bags along with other food and drinks.

I stuff one duffel bag with blood bags before moving onto the next duffel bag. I feel the second duffel bag with snacks.

Such as, a bag of lays original potato chips, a bunch of mini bags of Cheez-Its, chocolate chip cookies, a box of chocolate chip peanut butter granola bars, 3 apples, 4 bananas, some mini oranges, a box of pop tarts, a tray of Oreos, milk chocolate covered pretzels, different candies, a few cans of Coca-Cola, and a few other snacks.

I zip up the two duffel bags and turn around only to be inches away from a certain blonde.

"What the hell do you think you're doing." Lizzie says a little too loudly

"Shh! Can you lower your voice!" I whisper shout. "It's bad enough that our moms have supernatural hearing with just footsteps...."

Lizzie just glares at the youngest Mikaelson waiting for an answer to her question.

'Fuck! I'm not getting out of this one, especially since it was obvious that I am leaving.' I sigh defeatedly. "What do you think Lizzie, I'm leaving."

Lizzie crosses her arms. "Obviously Mikaelson." She rolls her eyes. "But why?"

I sigh. "I can't tell you...."

"And why the hell not?" Lizzie says annoyed.

'Because I want you to be safe.... Oh my god what's happening to me.' I think to myself before answering. "Be-Because you'll just run to my mom and tell her."

Lizzie scoffs. "That's the best you've got?" Lizzie stares at the brunette for a few seconds before speaking once more. "I'm coming with you."

"Hell n-"

"I've made up my mind. If you're not going to tell me, then I'm just going to have to find out by myself."

I know that I have no fighting chance, but at least this way I can protect Lizzie myself, wait what?! "Ok."

"Ok?! Well that was easy." Lizzie takes the two duffel bags out of Hope's hands and vamps towards Hope's car.

I shake my head before grabbing my suitcases and quietly leaving the beach house.