It was now the last day of their trip, they were going back to the Salvatore school today. For the past week Lizzie and Hope didn't say a word to each other, neither one of them knew what to say. Hope spoke to Josie and Dr. Saltzman only and so did Lizzie.
Dr. Saltzman was loading up the car while the girls sat inside together, in silence.
"If you didn't set that fire to keep us from going then why were you so mean to me after?" Lizzie asked quietly finally getting the courage to bring it up again, wanting to know the truth
"Was it because you felt guilty?" Lizzie asked, already assuming it was true
"I wasn't mean to you. You were mean to me." Hope replied
Lizzie rolled her eyes, "Because you were telling people about my episode."
"Your what?" Hope whisper yelled confused
Lizzie turned, fully facing Hope from beside her, "My episode. The one I had when our trip got cancelled. You told everyone that I was witch bipolar." she replied finally getting to the root of their long standing 'hatred' for one another
Hope was taken aback that Lizzie would ever accuse her of such a thing, and to be frank she was a little offended, "I would never do that." she responded shocked
"Guys, seriously what is the point of even talkin-" Josie began, before Lizzie rudely cut her off
"Just drop the act, Hope. I had my first.. occurrence, my mom took me away to get help, and you decided to use it against me." Lizzie said bluntly trying to hide the pain in her voice, that Hope had caused her to feel all these years
"I didn't even know. I swear, I would never do that." Hope said seriously, looking in Lizzie striking bright blue eyes, hoping that she would see the honesty behind her own dark blue eyes
"Alright." Alaric said interrupting the girls as he sat down in the driver's seat and closing his door.
"Now let's go home." He said smiling at the three through the mirror, he then started up the car and began to head back to Mystic Falls
The girls sat in silence for an hour. All Hope could do was replay the hurt in Lizzie's voice when she accused her of doing all these things that she was sure Hope had done.
Why would Lizzie ever even think that I would do something like that?
Hope finally had enough of the overthinking that was happening inside her mind. She wanted to know the truth and so she finally decided to break the silence, "If you really thought that I said all those things about you, then you hating me all these years makes perfect sense." Lizzie, turned and looked at him
"But with a father and a grandfather like mine, I'm probably not immune to those issues myself. I don't take it lightly and I would never make fun of you for it. " Hope finished quietly looking at Lizzie, hoping, praying in whatever god was out there that she would believe her
"I believe you." Lizzie whispered into the silence, looking directly in Hope's beautiful blue eyes that she had fallen in love with
Wait..
I'm in love with her.
I'm in love.. with Hope Andrea Mikaelson
And I am utterly screwed.
It was as if a bomb of realization had hit Lizzie, the reason why she had been hurt so badly by what she thought Hope had done all those years ago was because she was in love with her. She was in love with Hope this whole time and didn't even realize it.
But Lizzie could finally see clearly now, her mind was no longer disguising it as deep rooted hatred, she now knew what her heart and soul had been silently screaming at her.
And the way Lizzie saw it, she had three options, confess and possibly haveeverything, or confess and loseeverything, including herself, or she could run and hide, again.
Was it worth the risk of possibly losing any chances of having Hope in her life? Even if it's only as friends.
Hope interrupted Lizzie's mind scrabble,"What I don't get is why anyone would accuse me of that. Who did you hear it from?" Hope asked as Lizzie looked away from Hope and at Josie, who was listening to their entire conversation
Hope followed Lizzie's gaze to Josie, who looked back at Hope guiltily. And suddenly all Hope could feel was betrayal and all she could think about was all those wasted years she could've had with Lizzie if it hadn't been for Josie.
I guess this is what happens when you open up to people, they stab you in the back
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