Find Hope | The Originals

Chapter 4

"I didn't want you to worry about it I wanted to solve this problem without you ever knowing"

"And how's that working out?!" I yell before storming out.

"Hope get back here!" he yells expecting me to obey him.

I hear him chasing behind me and start to sprint until I run straight into somebody on my way out.

"Mom" I squeak looking up at her with tears in my eyes, "is it true?"

"I'm so sorry baby girl"

"You should have told me" I snap pushing past her but she stops me and pulls me into a tight hug.

"I'm so sorry I didn't" she whispers as my father approaches us.

"Hope please let me apologise" he looks at me with regret as I stand beside my mom.

"I want my memories back" I request.

"I can't do that for you" he sighs.

"What do you mean? Just compel them back"

"Your dad didn't take them, we can't compel you" my mom reminds me.

"Then how?" I ask confused.

"Freya took them" my dad tells me.

"How do I get them back?"

"I'm not sure if you can" he says looking at the floor.

"Then why would you take them from me?"

"Hope you are making a big deal out of nothing, we erased a day from your memories and you are acting as if we've erased half of your life" he snaps.

"I'm sorry you're right, I shouldn't be mad that I am going to die in 3 three months and you've known for months now" I retort sarcastically.

"You wouldn't want to remember that day anyways it was torture, I done you a bloody favour!" he loses his temper but I'm not phased by it.

"Klaus!" my mom scolds.

My dads phone rings and he takes it out of his pocket.

"Your'e not seriously going to answer that are you?" my mom rolls her eyes at him, but my dad ignores her and walks off to answer his phone.

"I'm sorry he's acting like this, we'll talk about it when we're home" she apologises for my dad's behaviour as usual.

"Elijah and Rebekah have killed all of Marcels men and his witch that put the hex on Hope" my dad tells us while coming back into the bar.

"Does that mean that the spell has lost its magic?" my mom asks.

"No, that's not how magic works" I answer for him.

"Kol and Freya are looking for a way to stop it right now" my dad tells me.

"Kol's not even a witch" I scoff.

"He's studied every witch craft that has ever existed, he knows what he's doing" he states bluntly.

"Let's go home then" my mom tries to dissolve the tension between my dad and I.