Trust Issues

Chapter 1

Before Hope could start reading suddenly a door that had been messed in with a wall opened and in came a startled Rafael. 

"Raf?" Hope asked, surprised. 

"Hope?!" He asked, just as shocked. 

"Oh my God." She said, smiling as she got up and quickly walked over to hug him. He was the first person (other than Landon and Alaric) that ever got her to trust them after everything that had happened in her life. He was what most would call "the one who got away" but she called him her best friend. Other than Lizzie of course. 

"What are you doing here?" He asked as they pulled away. 

"Me? What are you doing here? When you didn't show up in the room I thought that whoever brought us here didn't want you here." Hope said, confused. 

"What are you talking about? Hope, haven't you seen outside of the room?" He asked, frowning. 

"What are you talking about?" She asked, pushing past him and out the door, everyone else following, only for her gasp in shock, now knowing where they were. "We're in the Prison World." She turned to Rafael who nodded. 

"The what?" Johanna Mason asked, confused. 

"It's a long story, I'll tell you all about it later. But, um, guys this is Rafael. We were... friends, when I was younger. About 400 years younger to be exact." She said and Rafael snorted. 

"If by "friends" you mean, I was in love with you, and you loved my brother, then killed said brother to save the world, all the while we stayed pretty close... Yeah, sure, friends." He said before both of them gave a small laugh and a couple of soft smiles. 

It was hard for both of them when Hope had first killed Landon. She shut off her humanity and Rafael went on a werewolf sized rampage before breaking down and crying in his mother's arms. They both knew it was for the best, but that didn't make it any easier. After all, he told her to do it. And she did. 

"You- What?" Everyone asked, baffled. 

"It's a really long story." Hope sighed, shaking her head. "One I don't like talking about to be honest. One of the worst moments of my life, so please forgive me if I'm not very eager in speaking about it." She told them all before something registered in her head and she turned to Rafael. "Why are you in New Orleans? This is my childhood home, why are you- why are we, here of all places?" She questioned. 

"I have no idea on why you're here." He told her honestly. "But I'm here because I was visiting your family with the others before they all disappeared about twenty minutes ago and I came looking for you all. And I found you." 

"Yeah you did." Finnick said, moving past him and looking around the Abattoir, or Compound as they call it most of the time. "You grew up here, Hope?" 

"Yeah." She nodded. 

"So you have money." Gale said, eyeing her as if she just said she wanted to eat his family and pick her teeth with their bones. 

"Had. I had money." She corrected. "Then the world ended. The stock market ended, banks closed and then opened with Capotel money, which did transfer my money, but then stopped working after I left the Capotel to start joining in on the games." She told him, shrugging to herself. 

"Let me guess, long story?" Finnick asked, amused. 

"You know me so well." She said with a bitchy smile on her face before going over to the sitting part of the Compound, as the others followed, and they all found seats as Hope quickly explained everything to Rafael before she started reading.