Chapter 7
Hope P.O.V
After my outburst I decided the best thing to do was work all my anger off with a good run. I headed into my room and changed into my tight black running pants, black sports bra and my black Nikes. Not removing my pony but adding some mascara, I never needed any makeup as my skin is flawless but it's nice to feel a bit girly. I grabbed my phone and headphones again and headed for the door, hearing somebody behind me on my way.
"Hope, what are you wearing? Where are you going?" Klaus frowned.
"I'm going for a run. Want to come?" I asked trying to be nice but I don't think her believed my tone.
"I have learnt that running away from your problems never helps." He added.
"I not running away from them, I'm simply coming to terms with them." I smiled convincingly.
"Be careful. Do you know where you're going?" Klaus said worried.
"I'll be gone an hour, and I'll be on the main streets. Kind of want to explore the town. You could always call me if you were worried, instead of throwing me over your shoulder again." I joked.
"I don't have your number." He sighed. "We haven't really spoken much."
"Here…" I held my hand out for his phone and put my number in it. As I handed it back, he texted me and I showed him the text on my phone.
"Here, not a bogus number." I smiled as I secretly hid the fact I saved him as Dad in my phone. I had always dreamed of being able to do that; and now I can, but I don't think I'm at the stage of calling him dad to his face.
"Thanks. Have a nice time and be careful, call me if you need anything. Umm, Rebekah told me about your fits. Scream if its going to happen, I can hear you if you're on the main streets." He replied apologetically.
"Thanks, I appreciate it." I felt oddly secure knowing I was safe near him. I could feel myself start to warm to him, we were so alike maybe we could have a proper father/daughter relationship. I could only hope.
As I started to run the song "little monster" started to play. "Hey little monster, I got my eye on you. Where are you going? Where are you running to? Hey little monster, you know it's all ok. I'm gonna love ya, no matter what you say…" The song started to hit way too close to home, so I decided to change to Lana Del Rey but that also had way to many songs that applied to my state as well. I decided to go back to Royal Blood and skip Little Monster. A hot guy in his late twenties with dark skin and shaven hair approached me, as I stopped to take a break.
"Its not very often you see hot girls running around here with abs." He smiled. "Marcel. Nice to meet you." He said in a hot friendly manor.
"Do you often flirt with passing girls?" Hope joked.
"No, you're special; I can sense it. You new here?" he replied.
"I wouldn't say new, I'm pretty old news I should think."
"Sorry, I didn't catch your name?" he smiled, looking at her closely.
"Hope."
"Hope…?"
"Mikaelson." I smiled. His face looked like her had just seen a ghost.
"No. You're dead!" He growled.
"Urghh… I don't think so." I laughed nervously.
"We all thought you died, Hayley was beside herself." Marcel questioned.
"Mom… I mean Rebekah. She told me she had to take me away and hide me, because I wasn't safe with my parents. She brought me back a few days ago because apparently it's safe now. They haven't told me what we were hiding from." Hope explained. "How do you know me?"
"I…I'm your…Brother." Marcel stuttered.
