Song of this chapter: Like this- Shawn Mendes
"I can try to stop it all I like hands down I've lost this fight."
Hopes P.O.V:
"Sir, your son is alive. However, circumstances are very difficult." Says the doctor to my dad.
"What are the circumstances?" My dad says back to the man, that is just staring at his clipboard .
"When your son as hit by the car. The car hit his head, which gave him a severe damage to his head. You should be happy he's alive right now, it's a pure miracle.
This is all my fault. Why did I have to nudge him? If he dies......that is it for me. Dad will never look me in the same way, and I have to grow up knowing I killed my brother.
"How long does he have? I say, barging into there conversation.
"Ma'am he's in critical sta-
I cut him off. "How long does he have?" I growl.
"My estimation would be maybe 3 days maybe even 4." He sighs.
I start to walk out the hospital. My dad then shouts "where are you going?"
"To make things right." I shout back.
I grab stiles' keys, out of my pocket. I open the door to his jeep, and get in. I put the key in, and drive home. I barge open the door, and run upstairs. I open the door to my bedroom, and there sitting there looks a very concerned Derek.
"What's wrong I smell fear all over you?" He says.
"Stiles got into an accident and he might die." I say
"Are you okay?" He says, standing up.
"Why do you care?" I say.
"Look you said we need to start trusting eachother, that means we need to learn to be friends. Now are you okay?" He says through his teeth.
I shake my head, and tears roll down my face.
"How could I? I could be the person that kills my brother." I Say dropping the floor.
"Could?" He replies.
"Look, i haven't done this in 4 years, but I'm going to make a potion. This will make sure Stiles doesn't die, but if I don't get the ingredients in time, and don't do the spell right. This could be the end for him." I say.
"Why haven't you done a spell in 4 years?" He says.
"Because the last time I cast a spell I nearly killed Stiles, and nearly doomed him to a painful death." I mutter.
"What happened?" He says, getting down to his knees, so he would be on my level.
I explain the story to him. 4 years ago when I was 13 turning 14, Stiles and me got into a heated arguement. I can't remember exactly why we were fighting. However, I remember Stiles saying something along the lines of:
"No one likes you, maybe that's why your parents left you at birth."
He then turned around, and since I didn't know how to control my anger. My anger did the spell for me. It happens to witches, if someone upsets them or angers them, it tortures the one that has upset them. His nose started bleeding, then his ears, and then his eyes. He would of died in minutes, if I didn't convince myself he said sorry, and from that day I promised myself I would never cast a spell again. Especially, to Stiles.
"Wow, but that was an assholey thing to say." Derek says. "Wait so your adopted?" He replies. I nod.
"My parents abandoned me at birth, or that's what I've been told." I say. Derek moves closer to me.
"I'm sure that's not true." He says leaning in, so he's close to my face.
"Well what if it is?" I say. He leans in, so his face and my face are staring right at eachother.
"Well their loss." He replies, I can feel his breath in my face.
I move back, and distract myself from what just happened.
"Anyways I need these ingredients." I say to Derek handing him the list, so he can see it.
"Oh I know where to get these. I can go get them if you want?" He says, I nod. He then jumps out of the window.
The potion basically included:
Mountain ash
Phanopia (very rare supernatural plant)
Blood from the one casting the spell
Petals from an orchid
Derek returns back a few hours later.
"Here but I only found mountain ash and the petals from an orchid." He pants, handing me the two things.
"There's only one place I'm going to find the flower phanopia." I sigh.
"Wherever it is I'm coming with you." He says.
"No your not, Derek go home I don't need your help now." I say.
"Hope.." He begins to say.
I raise my hand to stop him.
"Please." I say.
He nods and jumps outs the window once again. I close it behind him. All I know is I've got a place to get to, and real soon. New Orleans here I come.
SO hope is going New Orleans. Hmmmm fun. Guys question of the day. What do you think will happen in New Orleans? Once again this chapter was really bad
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Hope Mikaelson
Misteri / ThrillerHope Mikaelson, or more commonly known as Hope Stillinski now was sent away from New Orleans when she was a baby. A decision her birth parents were forced to do, because of a threat that could of changed her life forever. 17 years later, when the th...
