"Drop me back off at school" I snap.
"Hope can we just talk." Caroline heads towards the school.
"I just can't right now."
"Hope I'm worried you're going to hurt yourself if you are alone, is there more to last night that's you aren't saying?"
"No, I'm fine I'm good nothing happened." I yell frustratedly.
I run ahead out of the car and she walks out and goes to the office and I just go sit in my class.
I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to talk bad about her husband. Maybe she wouldn't even believe me if I told her. She'd probably think I was lying or maybe what he's doing just doesn't really count and I'm being dramatic. It doesn't feel like I'm being dramatic because it doesn't feel like nothing.
"Can I use the restroom Mr. Erick?" I raise my hand
"I don't know can you"he grins
I snatch a pass off of the wall and I run to the upstairs bathroom. Luckily I have the bathroom all to myself. I climb on the toilet seat and Sit on the toilet paper dispenser and but my feet up to the other wall so I don't fall.
When I was little I got in big trouble for hiding out in the bathroom instead of going to class. I've always liked learning things it's always been the other kids. I take a pen out of my pocket and start scratching into the side of the stall etching tiny little drawings of into the soft plastic.
"Hope Mikaelson to the office" the note flitters into my grasp.
"Screw this" I groan crumpling the note and throwing it into the waste-bin. I slide down from sitting on the wall and shove my hands into my pockets.
I march down to the office with annoyance in my step.
"What" I push open the double doors to Alaric's office. Emma and Caroline are huddled at Alaric's desk. "Son of a bitch" I mumble under my breath.
"Hope" Caroline scolds.
I zone out on my nightmare blunt rotation. I knew Alaric was going to be in here but its still unnerving to see him in person after what happened. He was a drunk sloppy man when he did it. It almost feels like he's a different person than the one who tried to hurt me.
The objects on his desk start trembling as I approach the desk.
"Hope take a deep breath" Caroline affirms believing I'm freaking out is about the cutting thing.
"Ok"I sharply breath feeling like every atom in me was electrocuted. The objects on the desk don't stop shaking so Caroline quickly takes my hand and wraps hers around mine.
The paper weights and the books sit still on his desk as she keeps her grasp firm but soft.
"Hope we know you've been cutting" Emma cuts to the point.
I tighten my hand against Carolines' and almost stand behind her to avoid Emma and Alarics soul searching eyes. Alaric's pen jar starts to shake enough where a couple pens jump around.
"We have support programs for what you're going through and we're all here to help." Emma looks at the pen cup and then back over at me.
I wrap my arm around Caroline's placing half of my body behind hers.
"Can we check you" Emma asks.
I'm in pure shock and push my body further behind Caroline's. I put an arm forward from behind Caroline's back. Caroline gingerly pulls down the sleeve to reveal a couple faint scars ( instead of instant mega heal scar process just sped up and scars can last at least a year for her that would be like a month meaning this was a huger one like think big knife untreated wound with) and then I slide the other arm out of its sleeve I know its clean aside from some nail marks I made on my arm out of anxiousness but they're fading right before their eyes.
"Hope I also heard about your late night escapades or what ever you were out doing last night. At nine you are to check in with me and I will check your room how many times I feel fit"
I feel a tightening in my stomach. My palms begin to sweat and I start to shake and so does the furniture in the room. I release my hand from Caroline's and I run to the trash bin but I trip over my own shoe and I almost face plant the ground in front of the bin and I just start vomiting.
"God" Alaric sighs and Emma winces at the vomiting.
Caroline sits on the floor next to me and rubs my back while I puke up my breakfast.
I clutch one of my clammy hands to Caroline's shirt collar.
"How about I take her to my house for the rest of the day to keep an eye on her then I can drop her off later." Caroline helps wipe the vomit from my face and looks over at both of them.
"That sounds fine" Alaric rubs his temples and calls the janitor.
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FanfictionAlarics treatment of hope this year is worse to the point where Hope just takes his constant abuse. She wants to tell Caroline,Josie, or someone but she feels like it's just punishment for her defiance and if she did tell it would tear Josie's life...