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AFTER HAVING A slumber party with Lizzie, Malia, and Josie, the tribrid felt a little better, but she still had a gaping hole in her chest.
Making her way downstairs to get some breakfast before school starts, she held her head high, especially when people started turning to her and watching her with close eyes. She was wearing a jean skirt that went mid-thigh, a v-neck, and her signature black high-heeled boots that made her three inches taller than she really is. Her hair was in soft curls, reaching below her breasts, and her makeup was natural with black winged eyeliner. Overall, she looked fucking hot.
Flipping her over her shoulder as she turned the corner, she paused, her eyes widening at the site in front of her, and then she smiled widely.
"Hope Andrea Mikaelson!"
"Kol!" Hope called out, tears pooling in her eyes before she darted towards favorite uncle. "I can't believe you guys are here!"
"I can't believe that we even forgot about you, you little rascal," Kol commented as he ruffled her hair which made her slap his hand away with a glare.
"Are you going to give your aunty Bex a hug?" Rebekah asked as she held out her arms, tilting her head at the tribrid. Hope smiled and ran into the blonde's awaiting arms. "We missed you so much, sweetie."
Hope looked up at her aunt with big eyes. "I missed you guys, too."
"Hey, Hope, can I borrow th—" Lizzie stopped mid-sentence as she walked down the stairs, Josie and Malia right behind her. The blonde was holding up a cute jean jacket. "Oh, sorry for interrupting."
"And who are you?" Kol asked as he looked the three girls up and down, his arm wrapped around his wives — Davina's — shoulder.
Lizzie brushed her wavy hair behind her shoulder and smirked, her head held high. "I'm Lizzie."
"And I'm Josie," the brunette added, "twins."
"Fraternal, obvs," Lizzie finished and hooked her left arm with Josie's, and her right with Malia's.
The werecoyote simply rolled her eyes. "And I'm Malia."
Rebekah looked over at Lizzie with a tilted head. "Are you Caroline's daughter?"
"Yes, we are," Josie stated, glancing worriedly over at Lizzie. Their mother was a sensitive subject, even if they know she's trying to stop the merge from happening.
Rebekah nodded slowly as she looked between them. "I can totally see it."
"Liz," Hope said, drawing the blonde's attention to her. "You can have it if you want, I don't wear it anymore."
Lizzie smiled, her eyes lighting up. "Thanks!" She then skipped away, dragging Malia and Josie with her.
Hope turned to her aunts and uncles with a big smile on her face. "I am so happy that you guys are here now. I just feel like I have nothing left to remember my mother and father." She wiped away a stray tear, sucking in a breathing. "I love you guys so much."
