"I'm just scared of everthing including her"

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Josie's POV
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I woke up spooning Hope in her other bed. To day was Saturday and it was like 3 A.M and I was hungry. I was just sitting there when Hopes body tensed up and she started shaking. I slowing started siphoned from her waiting to wake her up from her nightmare. I siphoned enough and I gently spoke to her. "Hope it's ok." And slowly woke her up making sure not to spook her. She woke up and looked at me and then put her head down and muttered "sorry."

I used my hand to carresss  her cheek and said "Nightmares, something created from trama or a fear, the person cannot control to have a nightmare or not, you have nothing to be sorry for." She smiles at me and said "You hungry." "Yeah let's get something to eat then head back to bed." "Ok."

We headed down to kitchen and we both ate silent and I held her hand unconsciously when she asked me "I I've talked about my problems all week I wanna hear about yours." I said "You really want to hear how everyone loves my sister and doesn't even notice me, the only person who ever even looks at me is Penelope." "Well I see you." I smiled at her and said "Yeah and you kiss me too." I saw her whole face turn like red.

She looked at me her face getting redder. Then I lean in and kiss her. One hand on her waist above her shirt and one under shirt on her stomach. I was about to straddle her when we heard footsteps and stopped. Out came some random wolf and I whispered "Wanna head back to bed?" "Sure." She whispered back. We went back to her room and laid down. We sat on her bed in silence. Then she finally broke the silence by saying "Sooo."

Hopes POV

After I broke the silence she said "Sooo." Then she grabbed my hand again and looked at me. The last time someone held my hand and looked me in the eyes is when Freya told me my mom died. I got a worried face because I was scarred. I think Josie realized because she moved closer almost on top of me and kissed me, passionately may I add.

She backed away and said "I don't want to be just your friend but I can't be your girlfriend and I DENY being friend with benefits." I looked at her loss of words I felt like crying but I HATE crying in front of people it makes me look...... weak and I know Josie has seen me cry before but not now.

Dang it a tear slipped! Nooooooo!! I quickly wiped it hoping she didn't  notice but of course she does because of my fricken mascara. She looked at me and said "Hope plz don't cry you cry when your said and I don't want to make you sad!" She said partly yelling.

I just looked at her with tears in my eyes "I'm afraid." She yelled back "Of what what possibly can the Hope Mikealson be possibly afraid of." I let FOUR more tears slip before voice broke and I finally let out "Of myself." Josie's look softened and I broke crying like a little baby into her arms.

Josie's POV
*few minutes before*

Hope mikaelson just told me she is afraid of what exactly so I yelled. "Of what what possibly can Hope Mikaelson possibly be afraid of!" My face getting angrier.

She cried some more stupid tears and then her voice broke and then she finally spit out...... "Of myself." Then I finally realized anyone hope has gotten close to dies and she blames herself! So i took her in my arms and soothes her till the room stopped its little shake and she stopped her tears.

I looked her in the eyes. "I do need to know what we are." She curled her self in to my lap. "The only other thing I really know how to do is push you away." She looked at me and mouthed the words sorry. Got off the bed to leave when I grabbed her hand. "Why don't I show you how to not push me away."

I pulled her into the bed and I kissed her and put my hand one back under her shirt and one above on her waist. I straddled her and we stopped kissing and stayed in that position for a few seconds before we sat apart and she laid back in my arms "I don't get straight A's in the feelings class." She said jokingly a tear running down her face.

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