Chapter 14: I Honestly Don't Know (Ep. 8)

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Josie's POV

After my call with Hope ended, I had the biggest smile on my face. I said I love her and she said it back. I'm in love with Hope Mikaelson. I know we only just started hanging out, but there's something about her that just pulls me in. Like there's a little voice in my head telling me to be with her. Telling me that I love her. She gets me. She hears me. She sees me for who I am, as Josie, not Lizzie's twin or the Headmaster's daughter. She sees me as myself. As Josie. And we've only been hanging out for a week, at most, and she already knows me better than anyone. I love her. It's way too fast. It just feels right. But she only loves me in a platonic way. That's fine with me. It's enough to put a smile on my face.

But what if I tell Hope I like her? Will it ruin our friendship? Will she feel the same way? I can't find my feelings forever. What if --- My thoughts are immediately interrupted when Lizzie's voice is heard, from outside. "Jo, it's time for breakfast" "I'll be right out." I reply. I place my phone on the bedside table and head out to the dining room.
"What's got you all smiley at 5 in the morning?" Lizzie asks. I feel my face blush so I try to change the subject.
"Where's mom?" I ask.
"She just went out for groceries." she replies. As I take a seat in front of her.

"Don't think for a second that I was fooled by your change in subject. Now what's got you so happy this early in the morning?" she asks. "Can't a person be happy in the morning?" I deflect. Eating the pancakes on my plate. I then remember when Hope brought me pancakes for lunch when I stayed over with her for one night.
"No there's something... You only get like this when you like someone... Oh my god, you like someone!" she exclaims.
"No. I don't" I say getting extremely red.
"Your face doesn't help your case, Josette." she states.

I then take a big bite out of my pancake. "I was just talking to a friend." I say.
"A friend you like" she adds.
"No. We're just friends." I state.
"Whatever you say, Jo. Who is it?"
I don't answer her but just continue eating. After a while of silence Lizzie speaks."Were you talking Hope?" she asks, saying Hope's name with disgust.
I almost choked on my food when she came to that conclusion.
"Well, that answers my question. Why are you still hanging out with that father-stealing-tribrid? I thought I told you to stop." she says.
"And I told you. I won't stop hanging out with her." I remind Lizzie.

"Why are you hanging out with her Jo?" she asks raising her voice.
"Because I want to. She's a good person, Lizzie" I reply calmly.
"Good person my ass. She's been mean to me for as long as I can remember. Good person. Yeah right." she scoffs.
"She is once you get to know her. You can't convince or force me to stop being friends with her so just stop, please, she's my best friend Lizzie. You won't lose me to her. Okay. I promise." I state.

Lizzie thinks it over for a while before finally speaking.
"Ugh fine. Only because she saved your life, and because I don't want any negativity throughout this trip. But don't expect me to be all buddy-buddy with her when we get back. I still hate her." she states. "Thank you, Liz." I say as I put my plate on the sink.
"By the way. It's your turn to wash the dishes." I remind her and head for my room. As I enter I hear Lizzie groan. After breakfast Lizzie went out with mom to go shopping, I, on the other hand, chose to stay and read a book.

It's been an hour since Hope called and she still hasn't texted me. So I decided to text her.

Me: Hey Hope. Is Raf okay?
She didn't respond. Two hours have passed and Hope still hasn't replied. She's probably asleep. She had a rough day, and It's probably like 1 or 2 am there. But I still text her nonetheless.

Me: Hey Hope. You didn't text me. So you're probably asleep. Call me when you wake up okay.
This time she replies.

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