Hosie~ One Shots

Unspoken Words

Hope Mikaelson and Josie Saltzman had been inseparable for years. Their relationship was one of deep love and mutual understanding, a bond forged through countless trials and triumphs. But even the strongest of relationships can face challenges, and theirs was no exception.

It started with small arguments, little misunderstandings that slowly grew into larger issues. Hope's tendency to bottle up her feelings and Josie's struggle to balance her own needs with those of others created a rift between them. Eventually, the tension became too much to bear, and they decided to take a break, hoping that some time apart would help them find clarity.

One sunny afternoon, a new girl arrived at the Salvatore School. Her name was Finch, and she immediately caught Josie's attention. Finch was confident, witty, and had an air of mystery that intrigued Josie. They quickly became friends, spending more and more time together.

Hope watched from a distance, her heart aching as she saw Josie laugh and smile with Finch. It hurt to see Josie so happy with someone else, and Hope couldn't shake the feeling of jealousy that gnawed at her. She tried to focus on her studies and training, but her mind kept drifting back to Josie and Finch.

One evening, unable to bear it any longer, Hope decided to confront Josie. She found her in the library, sitting with Finch, both of them engrossed in a conversation. Hope took a deep breath and walked over.

"Josie, can we talk?" Hope asked, her voice tense.

Josie looked up, surprised to see Hope. "Sure, Hope. What's up?" She glanced at Finch. "I'll be back in a minute."

Finch nodded, giving Hope a polite smile before turning back to her book.

Hope led Josie to a quiet corner of the library. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "I've been thinking a lot about us, Josie. About everything that's happened."

Josie nodded, her expression serious. "Me too, Hope. I know things have been tough, but I thought some time apart would help us figure things out."

Hope's eyes flashed with a mix of anger and sadness. "And what about Finch? You've been spending so much time with her. It's like you've forgotten all about us."

Josie frowned, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Finch is just a friend, Hope. She's new here and doesn't know anyone. I'm just trying to help her settle in."

Hope crossed her arms, struggling to keep her emotions in check. "It looks like more than that, Josie. I've seen the way you look at her, the way you laugh with her. It feels like you're replacing me."

Josie sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Hope, that's not fair. You were the one who wanted a break. I've been trying to give you space."

Hope's voice softened, the pain evident in her eyes. "I didn't want a break because I wanted to be apart from you, Josie. I wanted a break because I thought it would help us fix things. But seeing you with Finch... it hurts."

Josie's expression softened, and she took a step closer to Hope. "I'm sorry, Hope. I never meant to hurt you. Finch is just a friend, I swear. But maybe... maybe I've been using her as a distraction because it's too hard to face what's going on between us."

Hope's heart ached at Josie's words. "I miss you, Josie. I miss us. But I don't know how to fix what's broken."

Josie reached out, taking Hope's hand in hers. "Maybe we start by being honest with each other. No more hiding how we feel, no more running away from our problems. We need to face them together."

Hope squeezed Josie's hand, a glimmer of hope sparking in her chest. "I want that too, Josie. More than anything."

Later that evening, after their conversation, Hope found herself walking along the edge of the lake on the school grounds, the moon casting a silvery glow over the water. Josie had agreed to meet her there after saying goodbye to Finch.

Josie arrived, her face illuminated by the soft light. She looked nervous but determined. "Hope, I've been thinking a lot about what you said."

Hope turned to face her, her expression open and vulnerable. "And?"

Josie took a deep breath. "And I realized that I've been avoiding our issues because I'm scared. Scared of losing you, scared of what might happen if we can't fix things. But I don't want to lose you, Hope. Not now, not ever."

Hope felt a rush of emotion. "I'm scared too, Josie. But I think that means we still care. That there's still something worth fighting for."

Josie nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I agree. I love you, Hope. And I want to work through this together."

Hope stepped closer, cupping Josie's face in her hands. "I love you too, Josie. We'll get through this. One step at a time."

Josie leaned in, her lips meeting Hope's in a tender, heartfelt kiss. It felt like coming home, like finding a missing piece of her soul. As they pulled apart, they rested their foreheads together, their breaths mingling in the cool night air.

"Let's not waste any more time," Hope whispered. "Let's start over, right here, right now."

Josie smiled, a genuine, hopeful smile that made Hope's heart swell. "I'd like that."

Over the next few weeks, Hope and Josie worked hard to rebuild their relationship. They had long, honest conversations about their fears and insecurities, about the things that had driven them apart. They made an effort to spend quality time together, rekindling the spark that had drawn them to each other in the first place.

Finch remained a friend, understanding the dynamics and stepping back to give Hope and Josie the space they needed. She was supportive, encouraging Josie to follow her heart and work things out with Hope.

One evening, as they sat together on the porch of the Salvatore School, Hope took Josie's hand and looked into her eyes. "I'm so glad we found our way back to each other, Josie."

Josie smiled, her heart full of love. "Me too, Hope. I don't ever want to lose what we have."

"You won't," Hope promised. "We'll keep fighting for us, no matter what."

Josie leaned in, resting her head on Hope's shoulder. "Together."

"Together," Hope echoed, wrapping her arm around Josie and holding her close.