Hello! So, I think I've gotten over my writers block, but I'm not really sure... So I'm going to give this a try, and hopefully it's out before Thanksgiving because the 20th chapter is coming up, and I'm making the 20th chapter the Thanksgiving Chapter too, and if it's like Halloween and 3 days late, it'll be anticlimactic. Anyways, here you go, :D
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Daughter Mikalson
Chapter 19: Cheerleading and Family Dinners
Part 2/2:
"Believe what you would like, Hope. But the point us, we want you to be part of the family. We never anticipated you hating us, or any of this happening." Elijah explained calmly. I groaned and stood up from the table quickly.
"I don't hate you!" I screamed. I got confused looks from all of them, "Then what's the problem?" Hayley whispered, confused. "Don't you get it?" I snapped, "That's the problem!" I screamed. "I should hate you. All of you. You lied to me, and left me in the dark for years!" I whispered, tears burning my eyes.
"You all could have been killed, and I was here, being homeschooled with Rebekah." I snapped.
"You tortured most of my friends. All they see when they look at me is Klaus' daughter. The naive, girl, with the father that made their lives a living hell. And that's your fault. I can't even be with Tyler in fear of your retaliation." I shot at Klaus.
The tears were long gone, anger replacing my sadness.
"Your controlling my life when you have no right to!" I yelled at them all.
They all had controlled faces, not one of them showing emotion, not even Hayley.
"You are not my family." I growled at them. "So if you all could just forget about me, that'd be great." I snapped, and ran out the door.
"Where are you going?" Rebekah called after me. "Away from you." I spit over my shoulder, disappearing. Tears stung behind my eyes as I ran, the wind not making it better.
I stopped in the woods, out of breath, panting, I doubled over, and the first of the tears began to fall.
This was so stupid.
I was being a coward.
Stupid.
I felt... conflicted. I didn't hate Klaus, or any of them. So why is it that any time they attempted to get close I shut down? I should hate them. I should want them all dead. But I just couldn't bring myself to hate them.
For some reason, I thought they could all be telling the truth. They could all care about me, and I was the naive girl who believed she could play house with a bunch of Originals.
But then I remembered, they were keeping me away from Tyler, away from happiness.
Hell, Klaus was trying to kill Elena, my friend. They didn't care, but somehow my mental image of them remained the people that risked their lives for me.
Time and time again.
It was ridiculous, and stupid, and naive.
I sat up quickly, wiping under my eyes quickly, drying them of tears.
I knew what I had to do. I had to stop Klaus from controlling my life, and the only way to do that was to take it back.
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Daughter Mikalson ∆ ( Hope Mikalson )
Fanfiction√ ((INCOMPLETE)) √ "forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and winds long to play with your hair -Kahlil Gibran" ∆∆∆ hope was born in tragedy. a drunken mistake that no one ever expected to happen. some may even go as far to say h...