Always There For Me// a Hosie Fanfiction (ON HOLD)

Chapter 15 - I Still Have Faith

A/N: Probably the longest chapter I've written. enjoy and please read the note at the bottom.

Hope's POV

That son of a bitch snapped my neck!

Is he this stupid??? He's probably dead by now unless they are waiting for me to make my dramatic comeback to the land of the living, so I can do it myself.

You are probably wondering where am I now right?
well, somewhere between the land of the living and the afterlife, starting to come back.
I feel this itching feeling in my throat, yep, you guessed it, I'm craving blood. I think it's time for me to go back, right?

I feel a hand holding mine, pressing it hard, causing me to wake up gasping for air. Before anyone can say anything, I spot a blood bag and immediately drink all of it.

But it's not enough. I need more, I see another bag in Josie's hand, I can't control myself, I jump on the bag and drink it as well.

Much better now. I feel the veins under my eyes and my fangs go back to normal and my eyes turning blue again. I take a deep breath, gaining control back, and look around to see my family.

Anger.

All I can feel is just how angry I am.

Angry because he took my choice to his hands.

Angry because he thought that he can take over the Bayou just because I wasn't there.

Angry because my best friend, my girlfriend, and my mom had to watch me die.

Just angry.

"Where is he?" my eyes are glowing again

"Baby calm dow-"

"WHERE IS HE?! TELL ME!"

"HOPE ANDREA MIKAELSON! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" mom yells at me and I snap out of it.

What have I done? I yelled at Josie, my girlfriend, my whole world! No, I can't be here. I run upstairs to my room and lock the door with a spell.

"AAAHHHH YOU BLOODY IDIOT!!" I yell at myself. how can I be so stupid to do something like that? I start to breathe heavily but I feel like I can't get enough air. I start to cry while falling to the ground. I grab the bottom of my bed, trying to keep myself grounded but it doesn't work. I feel like the world is falling and it is my fault these feelings are growing more and more by the second and I hear someone calling me to open the door, but I can't, I can't get up.

Josie's POV

I'm sitting downstairs, processing what just happened when I hear Hope screaming in her room "YOU BLOODY IDIOT" and I know that it's not going to end well.

I speed upstairs to find her aunts calling her to open the door, but I know she won't do it.

"She is having an anxiety attack I need to get in!"

"What do you mean anxiety attack?" Freya asked

"Hope is suffering from anxiety and panic attacks ever since her parents died. Every time she thinks that something bad happened and it's her fault it's like a trigger for her. Please move so I can get in. don't follow me." they were shocked about this new information but still let me pass. I siphon the spell that Hope cast on the door and got into the room. Thankfully her aunts stayed outside.

"Hey hey Hope look at me" surprisingly she does, but it seems to make things worse. Her eyes are a weird yet beautiful combo of blue yellow and red like she is fighting to stay in control.

I go and sit behind her, put one arm on her stomach, and the other on her chest "Hope I need you to breathe and make my hand on your stomach go forward not upward. Can you do that for me? I know you can come on do it with me" I start to take deep breaths and she catches the rhythm and does it with me