"Hope Andrea Mikealson! What the fuck did you do to my sister?"
Hope realizes she should really start checking her caller ID.
"I don't know what you're talking about Lizzie." Hope tries and fails at sounding clueless.
"Don't give me that, she called me crying and drunk saying nobody loves her enough to stay. Now tell me what you did. And don't think i didn't see you sneak out of my mom's house before you left town at the crack-ass of dawn with sex hair."
Hopes knows she's not getting out of this one but she's got to try. "Lizzie, listen, I was just comforting your sister. She asked me to stay with her. So I slept in her room. That's it."
"Yeah comforting her, right. Did you have to comfort her with your tongue? You really think I'm an idiot don't you." Lizzie huffs out. "I don't wanna know the details just fix it or I will bury you I swear to god."
"What if I can't fix this? I fucked up Lizzie."
"Uh, You think? Understatement of the year!"
"Lizzie will you just listen..." Hope is cut off.
"Hope don't play games with my sister, She is better than all of us. She didn't deserve for you to fall off the face of the planet two years ago and she certainly doesn't deserve whatever fucked up thing you're doing to her now...."
"I'm in love with her." Hope blurts out effectively cutting Lizzie off.
The silence is deafening.
"No shit Hope! Was that supposed to be a secret?"
"Lizzie please, I have to fix this, I will fix this."
"Fine, but do it soon or I will fly out there and drag your ass back here myself.."
"I will. I promise."
"And Hope? I really missed you, asshole."
