Chapter 13

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Hope's POV:

I toss my dirty clothes in the hamper before stepping into my shower. I tilt my head up a bit to let the warm water fall on my face for a bit to calm down.

"Why won't you just talk to me? You've been avoiding me since you got back," Josie exclaims as she follows me.

   "Apparently not good enough it seems," I mumble and push up my Nike duffle containing my gear for lacrosse on my shoulder as I continue making my way inside the school.

  She ambushed me after practice demanding to talk but I don't feel up to it. Josie grabs ahold of my arm and stops me by moving in front of me.

I sigh roughly and push her hand off of me. She gives me a hurt expression. "I'm sorry okay? It just happened. You were hurt and I needed comfort but it shouldn't have gone that far. Whatever Quinn and Santana told you wasn't true. There was no text between me and Alyssa. Do you know how bad I'm hurting because you're ignoring me?" she tells me and I give her 'are you serious' look.

   "Are you-," I chuckle in disbelief, "are you seriously trying to gaslight me? Josie, I saw you with my own eyes that you were getting fucked by Finch. Being with Quinn has opened my eyes and I saw how toxic we were. Our relationship was a one sided love. I loved you and showed you it every single day but you didn't love me back. It was all for a fucking bet. A bet that was so stupid of you guys to think of. You were not my first and you're sure as hell not gonna be my last."

She flinches before she takes on an angered expression. "You already fucked Quinn?! How could you move on so quickly? Was I really that bad of a girlfriend for you to fuck her?" She angrily spits out.

My jaw clenches as my hand closes into a fist. "I didn't sleep with her! Not yet at least," I say out of spite and my head jerks to the side as I feel the sting on my cheek. From the corner of my eye I see Santana holding Quinn back with Brittany.

I face her again, "you have no say in who I date or sleep with. And for the record you made it easy to move on so quickly because you were the worst girlfriend I've ever had."

She scoffs in my face and poked my chest with her finger. "Oh yeah? What about Romana, huh? The one who killed your mom," Josie tells me still poking me.

"You bitch! How dare you say that to her?" Quinn quickly slid next to me and set her hand on my back.

"This has nothing to do with you, slut. Why don't you go spread your legs for someone who isn't taken," Josie retorts while rolling her eyes.

Quinn hisses at her angrily, "she's not yours!" I drop my bag and spin around to hold her back.

Instantly her vampire eyes connect with mine. "Don't let her get you riled up," I softly tell her and cup her face gently, "I am not her's and you know that. I am yours. You're my mate. No one can compare to you."

   I rub my thumb softly on her cheek and her eyes go back to normal. I smile down at her gently, "beautiful." I pull away as she starts smiling and I face Josie who looks livid.

   "Don't. You. Ever. Call. Her. A. Slut. She is far from that. She's the most genuine person I've had the pleasure of getting to know. Quinn's not the one who cheated while in a relationship. You're the only one I see with that title, cheater," I grit out feeling myself start to get extremely angry at the fact she insulted my mate.

   Josie eyes get dark in anger. "She'll gladly spread her legs for you. Like. A. Desperate. Slut," she slowly words the last sentence with a smirk.

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