Hopeless

The Breakup

Josie's POV

I pick at my food, void of any appetite I had when agreeing to come to dinner with Lizzie. The reason for this change in both my hunger and my mood is sitting two tables away: Hope and Landon. They are engaged in a hushed conversation, but whatever it is, it looks serious. Everything with them always does.

"Jo, you're barely eating," my sister points out, stating the obvious.

I sigh and push my tray away from me. "I'm not hungry," I tell her, my eyes never leaving the couple at the other table.

Hope looks mad, I observe. My curiosity peaks at this fact, but I'm not close enough to eavesdrop.

I don't know what it is about the auburn-haired tribrid, but she makes my heart beat faster and my adrenaline spike whenever she's near. Maybe that's why I never defend her when her and my sister fight, even if I don't agree with my twin; maybe I'm afraid of what taking her side over Lizzie's would mean, for both me and my sister and for me and the Mikaelson. I mean, there was that day we did community service, but that was different... right?

I've never felt this way before, but I know that I'm feeling something different than when I had a crush on her. The question is, do I hate her now, like Lizzie? Does Lizzie anticipate every conversation she has with the other girl? Is she hyperaware of all of her actions, her senses buzzing whenever she's around? Does she-

"Earth to Josie," the blonde in question says in an amused tone as she waves her hand in front of my face. When my eyes focus on her, she chuckles, asking, "Where'd you go?"

"Nowhere," I lie before faking a smile. Lizzie doesn't buy it, but she doesn't question me any further, either, so I mentally sigh a breath of relief.

"Anyway," Lizzie continues on about what she was talking about before I zoned out, but I tune her out once more, deciding to watch the now-heated argument going down between Hope and Landon. They're now loud enough for me to actually hear a few of their words and phrases, too, and I latch onto every syllable. Why? I don't know... Must be something to do with Hope Mikaelson. Again. I really should ask Lizzie how the tribrid makes her feel...

"I'm tired!" I hear Hope shout before lowering her voice once more to mumble a few more words. And I imagine her boyfriend asked "Of what?" seeing as she continues a moment later with, "Of everything, Landon! Of the lies and the deceit and always being second choice to literally anyone else. I'm just so tired of it. This isn't what a relationship is supposed to be like."

A beat passes, silence filling the cafeteria; everyone is listening now. Hope's eyes flicker around the room. Do they linger on mine for a moment longer than necessary, or is that my mind playing tricks on me?

Finally, the blue-eyed girl speaks again, her voice echoing throughout the room despite it being soft and weak. Defeated. "I'm done."

And with that, Hope Mikaelson stands up from her seat across from Landon, delicately picks up her tray, and exits the cafeteria. And everyone's eyes watch her as she does.

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Like the description says, this was supposed to be a one-shot, but it ended up getting way too long so I decided to just make it a chapter story, lmao. This chapter is kinda short because I was still in the one-shot mindset while writing it, but they gradually get longer.

Also, side note, seeing as this story is actually finished despite me only posting one chapter a day, I've decided to start a Harry Potter/Legacies crossover inspired by another one I read but can't remember the name. I feel like it'd be easy to incorporate the characters into the Harry Potter world, like Lizzie and Josie at Hogwarts and Rafael in the Dark Forest (because that's where the werewolves are). Yes? I would probaby only include Legacies characters, though, and just put them in the Harry Potter world, but not have Harry or Hermione or Ron or anything. I don't know yet. Thoughts??