Chapter 37: One mistake after another

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Song of this chapter: Issues- Julia Michales
"Cuz I got issues."
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Klaus' P.O.V:

"I was given a necklace with the letter M on it." She says as she shows me. I had to tell her the truth or she would find it out on her own anyways.

"Ask the next question Hope." I say, already knowing what it was.

"What was her name." As she says this I can hear her heartbeat rise, she already knew the answer.

"Hope. Hope Mikaelson." And there it was. The name I never thought I'd never say again was just said.

"No that can't be." She says, I can hear the panic in her voice. She begins to walk off, quicker than I can grab her. Oh no I wasn't gonna lose her again.

I zoom in front of her, and hold her in place.
"Hope your my daughter, and after 17 years I've found you."

She's silent for a few seconds, until she speaks up. "I don't even know what to say."

I chuckle. "It's ok."

"Why?"

"Why what? Why it's ok?" I ask.

"No after 17 years why are you looking for me now?" She says staring into my eyes.

"I can't tell you why exactly after 17 years, all I know is I think it's time you come back home."

She looks some what offended and shocked by what I just said.

"You mean go back to New Orleans?" She says.

I nod. "That is home."

Hopes P.O.V:

"You're crazy." I laugh.

"I've been called crazy all my life."

"New Orleans isn't my home, beacon hills is."

"You were born in New Orleans Hope."

"Look Klaus I've only know you for like a month, and I don't think I even trust you. What's if your lying and your not even my birth father."

"First of all it's dad. Second of all you might only know me for a month, but I basically have known you for all your life." He says proudly.

"You haven't earned the right for me to call you dad, and if there's no proof you are my father there's no way I'm trusting you."

He looks hurt. "You will leave with me to go to New Orleans Hope. No daughter of mine will stay in a place like this."

I roll my eyes. "No way in hell. Anyways I've got somewhere to be. Nice to have a family reunion."

He moves out the way. "Maybe you should go see your friend Deaton maybe he can tell you about our family history." He smirks, and like a click of my fingers he's gone.

...

I sit inside my car, and try to process just happened. Did I really just find my birth parents or? I can worry about that tomorrow right now I had to deliver this cake, that kinda looked messed up.

All throughout the drive there my mind keep thinking about the scenarios that could happen when I handed Alisson the cake or even revealed I came. However, that wasn't the biggest thing on my mind, it would have to be kla- I meant dad? I guess I was gonna have to call him dad from now on.

...

I knocked on the front door, my heart going to burst any moment now. I waited a few seconds until mr argent opened the door.

"Hope! Come in come in." He said cheerfully. Too cheerfully.

"Thankyou do you know where Alisson is?" I say.

"Upstairs, but me and my men want to talk to you first." He says.

"Ok??" I say nervously.

I enter a room that must have at least 20 men.

"Now me and my men are in a very special team." He says.

I nod.

"We are amazing!" A guy wearing shades says.

"Shut up Johnson." Argent says.

"Now we need your help."

"With?" I say.

"We want you to join." He says.

I could feel my fangs grow inside my mouth. I guess I couldn't control them as good as I thought I could.

I shake my head. "Sorry not interested." I say.

"Think about it Hope. You could be the leader of a whole team." I guess that was his trap.

"Sorry mr argent still not interested."

I nod. "Can I go now?"

He nods, and I walk upstairs with the cake in my hand. My hands were trembling, were they seriously just going to recruit me to be a werewolf hunter? I guess I'm better at hiding it then Deaton says.

I'm a few steps from knocking on Alissons door and I have no idea what I'm about to say. Was I going to say "sorry for almost kissing your boyfriend made you a cake to make up for it hope we can still be friends love ya."

No that was stupid. I must of been thinking about it for a good few minutes until her bedroom door swung open. I stood there frozen, thank the Lord it was only Lydia.

She pulled me to the side, and shut Alissons door before she could see me.

She whacked me by my side. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I don't know I'm sorry, I'm here to apologise to her." I say showing her the cake.

She puts her hands on her hips, and raises her eyebrows. "And what If she doesn't forgive you?"

"Let's hope it doesn't get to that." I say.

She shakes her head. "You are a dumb ass." She then walks off, and leaves me alone to face Alisson.

I knock on the door, and all I can hear is Alisson whisper "come in."

I walk through the door, and as she sees me she freezes. "What are you doing here?"

"I-uh I'm sorry."

She stands up. "For what? For kissing my boyfriend or was it the fact that you promised me nothing was going on between you two?"

"Nothing is going on between us!" I say.

"Yeah that's why I just almost caught you guys kissing." She raises her voice.

And it's at this moment I feel something grow inside of me. "You know maybe if you weren't a total bitch about it you would have your boyfriend back."

"Excuse you?" She says.

"You heard me. And to be honest he kissed me."

I did not mean to say that. What the fuck is going on with me.

"Why are you even here?" She says.

"To bring you this sympathy cake. Which you don't even deserve to be honest." I say.

Hope shut the fuck up.

"You want a taste?" She says, then slams the cake into my face.

I guess this creates me to fall back in reality, and all I can say is: "I am so sorry." I say.

That's the end of this chapter. How do you feel? Tell in the comments down below. Why is Hope being such a bitch? Remember the account go follow it Ana_and_Kate till next time byeeeeeee.

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