𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 | Hosie ✔️

Chapter 4

The gravel crunched under Josie's sneakers and her breathing went shallow as she made the third lap around the lake. With all her strength she tried to concentrate on the nature around her and breathe in as much of the fresh air as she could. However, her mind was still on the things that had happened to me that day. As far as that was concerned, jogging had not helped me to clear my head.

So after a few minutes, she came to a halt, panting and resting her hands on her thighs. That did not help either. What should they do to clear her head? And this even though she needed it. Now I guess she had to find another way, one that wasn't magical if at all possible. After all, magic couldn't always be the solution if she had a problem that maybe had nothing to do with magic. All the normal solutions that Mom had taught Lizzie and that I had learned in the process had not been able to help me either.

If Mom's practices couldn't help her, maybe Dad could, but she couldn't ask him. Otherwise, he'd just go crazy again. So her only chance was to ask around back and not show it. But she didn't know how to do that.

Anyway, the jogging didn't help. So she slowly made her way back to school. After she had taken a few steps, however, she heard the ringing of her mobile phone in her jacket pocket.

With a wrinkled forehead, she pulled it out and looked at the number that was flashing on the display. Dad? Why was he calling her? After all, she hadn't even left the school grounds. Couldn't he just wait until she got back? But to find out what he wanted, she had to go ahead and ask him herself.

"Dad?", she asked, so as soon as she answered the call: "What's up?"
"Maybe you can go into my office?", her father's voice sounded at the other end.
"Why, Dad?", She kept going: "Aren't you at the office right now?"
"No, I'm in the city with Dorian", he told his daughter, and then returned to the subject of why he had called in the first place.

"All right", she sighed. She didn't have any other choice anyway, and helping her dad was never a bad idea: "What do you want me to get for you?"
"Rather less something for me and more something for Hope", he added, knowing full well that this was an issue Josie would not be happy about. After all, the twins didn't get along very well with the Mikaelson daughter, probably because for some reason she spent more time with her than with his daughters.

"Hope", Josie repeats, but to her surprise, she doesn't sound angry about it. Maybe because she knew it would just get another lecture from her dad. That they should start to get along with Hope and that she should be a little helpful.
"All right, I'll do it", she muttered, trying to hold back a sigh.

"Hope said she left a notebook in my office", he told her, and before she was supposed to say anything else, he had told her that he had to hang up now before he said goodbye and hung up. With this, he did not give her the chance to contradict and left her alone with the task.

Sighing she let the mobile phone disappear into her bag again and walked a little faster as the school was already in sight. Why couldn't her father just ask Lizzie? After all, as far as she knew, she was somewhere at school and therefore much closer than Josie. Maybe it was true what Lizzie said. Maybe her father trusted her more than her twin sister. But even so. Hope was the one he preferred to both of them. At least it always felt that way when he couldn't come to one of her football games because he did something with Hope that he didn't even tell them about.