Chapter 7- Lizzie's in A Good Mood, Mostly.
For the past month Lizzie has dealt with a lot. She initially struggled with being away from Josie for so long, but soon she found herself settled. For the first week she was away Josie was constantly texting her, checking on her. Lizzie only replied a few times a day. She needed the space. Josie was asking her questions she wasn't ready to answer.
Her mom, Caroline, was concerned because she never left her room for the first 3 days. She spent most of her day crying, over nothing, she just needed a release. Something she couldn't do at home without everyone freaking out about it. But she just needed space and time. A lot had happened between her and Hope, and her and Josie. But the one of the main reasons why she was crying (not that she would admit it) was because of Hope. Hope hadn't done anything wrong per se. Hope had just made her confront herself and her sexuality.
Lizzie had always been private about her sexuality. She did it to allow Josie to have her own identity, because Josie had always lived in Lizzie's shadow. Josie was the younger twin, the normal co-dependant twin. She wanted Josie to have one thing that wasn't overcast by Lizzie and her mental health. So she let Josie and everyone else believe she was straight and Lizzie herself was falling for it as well, until Hope came along and fucked her, seemingly without caring what she was doing.
So for the first week, Lizzie hated Hope. Hope made her feel worse when she texted on Sunday morning to see what time she was coming back. She told Hope that she wasn't coming back yet. A part of her missed Hope, she thought she just missed the physical contact, but her heart hurt when she heard Hope's voice on the phone. When Hope asked her if she could call her again, she agreed.
She couldn't help but smile when she ended the call. Hope was going to call her next week and she couldn't wait. Caroline had come into her room near the end of the call and gave her a strange look.
"Hope, huh? I didn't realise the two of you were friends." Caroline smiled. "Sorry I didn't mean to come in. I just heard you talking, and I wanted to make sure you were okay."
"Yes mom. That was Hope. And we aren't friends. We aren't anything…" Lizzie's smile faltered slightly before she regained herself. "Yeah I'm fine mom. I'll be out for lunch soon."
"Okay sweetie." Caroline smiled before she turned and walked back out.
To Lizzie's surprise, that first phone call with Hope changed everything. She started coming out of her room more and spending time with Caroline when she wasn't working. She opened up some to her mom, only about things with Josie, she hadn't mentioned Hope's name since, and Caroline didn't either. She knew Lizzie would open up when she was ready.
Hope phoned her every Sunday like she said she would. They would talk for about an hour or sometimes longer. The first time Hope called her 'babe' it sounded so sweet and innocent, like the words were made for her and it made her smile so wide that her cheeks hurt.
After the third phone call they shared, Lizzie was happier than she had been in months. It was around 9pm when they ended their call and Lizzie came out of her room with a smile on her face. She walked over to Caroline and sat down on the sofa next to her, pulling her mom into a hug.
"Hi Lizzie… What's this for?" Caroline smiled, welcoming the hug from her daughter.
"I'm just happy and I wanted to share it with you." Lizzie smiled.
"Awe bless you. Do you want something to eat? I'm thinking of getting a pizza."
"Oo, yeah. Pizza sounds good."
"Okay, I'll order it. Can you pass me my phone?"
"Sure." Lizzie released herself from her mom's waist and picked up her phone, handing it to her. "Mom?"
"Yeah sweetie?"
"I think I'm gay or bi." Lizzie said.
"I know love." Caroline smiled as she lifted her head from her phone and looked at the young blonde.
"What do you mean you know?" Lizzie frowned, folding her arms across her chest like a little kid when they don't get what they want.
"I've known you all your life sweetie, you think I wouldn't know if my child was gay or not? Plus, every time you have a call from Hope you practically skip out of the room and come back smiling. So I'm guessing she's someone you like?" Caroline chuckled slightly. "Plus we're all a little gay."
"Well that's not fair. I thought I was better at hiding it." Lizzie deflated back against the sofa. "And what do you mean we're all a little gay?"
"That's a story for when you're older my love." Caroline laughed. "But let's just say Klaus wasn't the only Mikaelson I liked. He was the only one I loved, but not the only one I liked." Caroline stood up and walked over to the kitchen. "Do you want a drink?"
"Can I have a beer?" Lizzie perked up.
"You're 15! You shouldn't be drinking at your age."
"Oh and you never drank at my age? Plus you are forever stuck in your 17-year-old body!" Lizzie retorted.
"Fine. You can have one. And I mean one." Caroline replied.
"Okay. Can I have a glass of wine instead?" Lizzie smiled over the back of the sofa.
Caroline rolled her eyes as she pulled a bottle of wine from the stand and collected two glasses from the cupboard. She poured the liquid into the glasses and brought them over to the sofa, handing a glass to Lizzie as she sat down. "Thank you, momma." Lizzie grinned as she took a sip of the wine.
"Do you want to pick the movie tonight?" Caroline smiled.
"Can we watch Spy?" Lizzie asked.
"Sure. You find it whilst I get the pizza." Caroline replied as she stood up and walked over to the door. There was a knock just as she reached it. She opened the door and collected the pizza from the delivery driver. "Thank you." She said before she closed the door again and walked back over to her daughter.
"Curse you and your vamp hearing." Lizzie frowned; Caroline laughed.
They sat and enjoyed their pizza, wine and the movie. Caroline had allowed Lizzie to have another glass of wine and it was almost midnight by the time the film finished. Lizzie was slightly giddy from the wine and swayed enough to need her mom's help to get to her bedroom. "Thanks for tonight mom." Lizzie smiled as she sat on the bed.
"You don't need to thank me. And you'll probably hate me in the morning for giving you a hangover." Caroline laughed as she kissed her daughter's forehead. "Get some sleep okay?" The older blonde switched on the bedside lamp before she turned and walked out of her room.
"Okay mom. Goodnight." Lizzie replied as she watched her mom walk away, closing the door behind her. Lizzie sighed as she fell back on the mattress. She lay there for a few minutes before she got undressed. In her slightly inebriated state she decided to send a picture to Hope. She was happy and wasn't exactly caring much about the consequences of her actions. In her newly undressed state, just wearing her underwear, a matching red-lacy set, she picked up her phone and took a few photos before she unclasped her bra and threw it on the floor. She flicked through the photos she just took, deciding on her favourite before she sent it to Hope.
She wasn't expecting to receive a message back, she thought Hope would be asleep by now, so she was surprised when Hope sent her a photo back a few minutes later. In the photo Hope was lying on her own bed, her auburn hair messy around her face and she was smiling, her ocean blue eyes staring at the camera. Her dark blue- lacy underwear set hugging her features perfectly and her abs on display. God, I wanna lick those abs. Lizzie thought, shocking herself slightly, even more so when she found herself getting wet at the thought of Hope's body under her fingers.
Lizzie lay there for a few more minutes, thinking about Hope and all the good things Hope had done to her, before the fingers of her right hand slipped under her thong and through her folds. This was the first time in over a month that someone was touching her, since she touched herself. She dragged her fingers from her entrance, up to her clit, circling it before she dropped them back down to her entrance. She did this a couple of times before she pushed two fingers inside herself, causing her to moan. She rocked her hips towards her hand as she thrusted her fingers, repeatedly, inside herself. She thought of Hope the whole time. It didn't take long for her hips to buck and her back to arch as she came. She collapsed back onto the bed, smiling. I want Hope. I need her.
The week following, Lizzie was in a good place. Her head was clear, and she knew what she wanted. She knew that she wanted Hope. Caroline and Lizzie did some shopping on the Wednesday and Lizzie slipped away from her mom for about an hour before they met up again at a café. When Lizzie slipped away, she headed for the Adult Shop she had spotted when she walked around the town. She looked in both directions before she pushed the door open and walked inside. She walked around the shop for a few minutes before she stopped in front of the strap-on display. She was shocked at the variety of different shapes, colours, sizes, realistic and unrealistic and if they vibrated or not.
Lizzie frowned as she browsed the selection. She finally settled on a bright purple 8inch vibrating strap-on with a harness. She shook her head as she picked up the box and took it to the counter. God, I hope I know what I'm doing. When she placed it on the counter, she got a funny look from the young female cashier.
"Can I see your ID please?" The cashier asked. Lizzie handed her ID over; she had syphoned some magic from Caroline earlier and changed her birthdate on her ID. The cashier frowned as she handed Lizzie her ID back. "That'll be $80."
Lizzie choked when she heard the price. "Sorry, I'll pay by card. Does the shop name come up on a bank statement?" Lizzie asked.
"No, it will come up as a proxy company. We trade as A.S.S Ltd." The cashier said.
"ASS Limited?! I can't have that on my statement." Lizzie fretted, looking between the box and the counter. Fuck. Hope better enjoy this or I will kill her.
"I'm just fucking with you." The cashier laughed. "You looked nervous, so I thought I'd have a bit of fun. But in all fairness, we do use a proxy company. We use AST Ltd. See?" The cashier handed Lizzie a freshly printed receipt.
"You know it's not nice to do that to people." Lizzie frowned as she handed her card over.
"Cheer up love. It's been a long day here. Not many customers. I need to get my kicks somehow." The cashier smiled as she handed Lizzie her card back. Lizzie slid the box into her bag.
"Well it's still not nice."
"Yeah, yeah. Have a good day my love." The cashier called after Lizzie as she walked away.
"Fuck off." Lizzie stated as she walked out the door, closing it behind her as she heard the cashier laughing.
When Lizzie woke up on Sunday morning, she was excited to talk to Hope. She kept her phone within arm's reach all day, even though she knew Hope didn't call until the evening. It was around 5pm when she received a text from Hope.
Hope: Can't call you tonight babe. Your dad needs me on a mission. New werewolf in town x
Lizzie was disappointed to say the least, her thoughts went to the worst place possible. She thought that Hope was sleeping with someone else and she was just using her dad as an excuse. She shook the thoughts away and sent a text back.
Lizzie: That's fine. Take care of yourself out there. You will call me tomorrow instead.
Hope: I always do ;) Just wish you were here for after… And I will, will I?
Lizzie: No you don't. If you did then we wouldn't be in this current… situation. And you will ring me tomorrow.
Hope: Oo, demanding. I like it ;) x
Lizzie: Fuck off.
Lizzie sighed as she dropped her phone on the sofa. She sat there for a few minutes before she picked up her phone again and sent a text to Josie.
Lizzie: Hey Josie. What's going off at the school? x
Josie replied almost immediately, which she usually does when Lizzie texts her. One of the benefits of having a co-dependant twin.
Josie: Dad says there's a new werewolf in town. And Hope's going with him. She argued with him about it, she said she didn't want to go because she has a date? I don't know. Seems weird to me x
Lizzie: So Hope's actually going then? x
Josie: Yeah, she is. Why do you ask? x
Lizzie: No reason. Let me know when they're back x
Josie: Will do. Do you know when you're coming home yet? X
Lizzie: Not sure. Don't think It'll be too much longer. Got a few more things to sort out before I can come home x
Josie: Oh, okay. Well I miss you x
Lizzie: Miss you too Josie x
Lizzie dropped her phone back to the sofa, slightly more reassured that Hope wasn't sleeping with someone else. Okay, so maybe Hope isn't sleeping with anyone else. It's not my business if she is or not, because we aren't together. But like, I want to be with her. So I should care? Lizzie groaned.
"What's wrong honey?" Caroline asked as she walked back from the kitchen.
"Hope's not calling tonight. Apparently, she has to go on a mission with Dad." Lizzie said.
"And you don't believe her?" Caroline asked, raising her eyebrow.
"I didn't, not at first. But Josie just confirmed it."
"So, what's wrong?"
"I wanted to talk to Hope tonight. I needed to talk to her."
"And it can't wait? When will you speak to her again?"
"I guess it can, but I didn't want to wait. She's gunna call tomorrow." Lizzie frowned.
"Okay, so you will talk to her tomorrow. Don't worry about it." Caroline said as she kissed the top of Lizzie's head. "Come on, dinner's ready." Lizzie stood up and followed her mom into the kitchen.
Lizzie woke up around 6am Monday morning and showered, she didn't know when Hope was going to call so she kept her phone close by. She received a text from Josie around 8am.
Josie: Dad & Hope are back. Raf is hot, Landon is kinda geeky x
Lizzie: Okay, thanks for telling me x
Okay, so Hope's back. So she should be ringing me soon. Maybe? God, I don't know. Lizzie groaned. She hated feeling like this. She hated the uncertainty. Lizzie kept checking her phone every ten minutes throughout the day, much to Caroline's annoyance. Lizzie lost count the amount of times her mom said "She'll call you when she calls you. You don't need to check your phone constantly." Lizzie got more annoyed as the hours dragged on. She finally gave up around 10pm and went to bed and she cried herself to sleep. Why would she do this to me?
Lizzie's phone rang around midnight and she sleepily answered it.
(Copied from the previous chapter, as a reminder for both of us, but mainly me, some bits have changed to accommodate Lizzie's side of the call.)
"Hey sexy, how are you?" Lizzie asked, her voice was soft and full of sleep.
"Hey babe, sorry, did I wake you?"
"Yes. I waited for hours for you to call. I'm very disappointed."
"Disappointed in what?"
"In you… And me…" Lizzie replied. "I'm disappointed in you for not calling when you said you would. And I'm disappointed in myself for actually thinking you would call."
"I'm sorry that I disappoint… Oh, shit." Hope laughed.
"Hope?! Are you okay?!" Lizzie asked, slightly startled when she heard a thud on the other end of the line, it was loud enough to wake her from her sleep daze.
"Yep. I'm fine. I just fell over trying to put my trousers on." Hope laughed.
"What?! Why aren't you wearing any trousers?" Lizzie frowned, some annoyance in her tone.
"Oh you know, I just finished having sex and I ran out of the room without getting dressed." Hope laughed.
"Are you fucking serious?! You're seriously calling me after you've just had sex with someone? What am I? Some fucking afterthought?!" Lizzie spat.
"Jeez! Calm down woman! I've been for a run in my wolf. I'm just getting dressed before I head back to the school." Hope laughed.
"Somehow I don't believe you." Lizzie replied.
"Okay, hang on… I'll switch to video chat." Hope said. Lizzie could hear her fumbling around with the phone for a few seconds before she pulled the phone away from her face. "Damn, I've missed that face." Hope laughed when she saw Lizzie frowning at her through the screen.
"Fuck off." Lizzie replied. "Why are you still naked?"
"Well someone didn't believe that I was in the woods. So I didn't have chance to put my top on yet. Well technically I'm down at the dock. See?" Hope moved her camera around in a circle to show Lizzie before she turned it back to herself.
"Well you just told me that you were having sex with someone! What do you expect me to believe?"
"You're right. I'm sorry. I won't tell you when I'm having sex in future." Hope laughed.
"I swear to God Hope. You're so lucky I'm not there right now." Lizzie seethed.
"Why? What would you do to me?" Hope flirted. Lizzie was about to respond when she heard an unfamiliar voice.
"Hey Hope!" Landon called as he walked closer to her. "Ah shit, you're still not dressed."
"Shit." Hope muttered. FUCKING LANDON!
"HOPE ANDREA FUCKING MIKAELSON!" Lizzie shouted. Hope quickly muted Lizzie's voice before she shoved her phone into her back pocket.
*" I swear to God I'm going to kill this woman." Lizzie said to herself, she couldn't see what was happening, but she could still hear the conversation Hope was having. *
"Landon! What do you want now?" Hope spat.
"I came to get my jacket back. It's the only one I have and I'm cold." Landon stated.
"Here. Now fuck off." Hope replied as she through his jacket at him.
"Who were you talking to?" Landon asked.
"None of your fucking business."
"Fine, I just wanted to check on you. You seemed annoyed by my presence. I just wanted to make sure we're all good." Landon shrugged.
"Landon seriously. Fuck off. We slept together once! Months ago! I don't care about you, we aren't together. Now fuck off before I make you." Hope hissed.
"Okay, fine. I'll see you later." Landon said as he held his hands up before he turned and walked away.
Hope groaned before she pulled her phone out of her pocket and unmuted Lizzie. "Hey…"
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME HOPE?! YOU TELL ME YOU'RE HAVING SEX WITH SOMEONE, THEN YOU SAID YOU WEREN'T, THEN SOME FUCKING RANDO STARTS TALKING TO YOU AND YOU SHOVE ME IN YOUR POCKET! AND YOU HAD SEX WITH HIM?! WHO THE FUCK IS HE?!" Lizzie ranted, cutting Hope off.
"First of all. I haven't had sex with anyone for a month. You were the last person I fucked. Secondly, his name is Landon, I had sex with him months ago, it was after my dad and my uncle died and I was in a bad place. We had sex once and I didn't expect to see him again. He was at the church yesterday when me and your dad went to get the new student. And thirdly, why do you care who I've slept with? Or sleeping with? Hope returned.
"I don't care who you're sleeping with or slept with." Lizzie replied unconvincingly. "Right. I'm going to try to sleep again, seeing as you've disturbed me."
"Sure you don't." Hope deadpanned. "Fine, Lizzie whatever. I'll talk to you on Sunday. It'll give you a chance to come up with a better answer."
"Whatever. Goodbye Hope." Lizzie ended the call soon after. She sat up in her bed for a few minutes, trying to calm her anger. Lizzie didn't know why she reacted that way, well she did. She was jealous. Jealous that Hope was back in Virginia and she wasn't. Jealous that Hope was naked, and she wasn't there. Jealous that someone else had slept with Hope. Soon after her mom knocked on the door.
"Hey sweetie. Is everything okay?" Caroline asked, opening the door and peeking her head round.
"Yeah, everything is fine mom. I think it's time I went home." Lizzie stated.
"Are you sure? I don't want you to make any rash decisions. Why don't you sleep on it and we'll talk about it in the morning?" Caroline tried to reassure her daughter.
"I don't need to sleep on it. Just book my flight. Please? I know what I need to do."
"And what do you need to do?" Caroline asked hesitantly, not really wanting to hear the answer, just in case her daughter was planning on killing the other girl.
"I need to go home and tell Hope that I want her. That I want to be with her. That she is mine and no-one else can have her." Lizzie smiled, which caused Caroline to shift slightly.
"Oh, okay then sweetie… I'll go and book the flight now." Caroline replied as she turned and walked away. Lizzie jumped off the bed and started packing her bags. She left out some clean clothes for the morning. She settled on a Red t-shirt, some plaid trousers and a pair of Doc Martins.
Caroline came back in the room about twenty minutes later. "Hey, your flight is at 7am. I've sent the ticket to your phone. Why don't you try and get a few hours of sleep okay?" She walked over to her daughter and pulled her into a hug. "Look it's almost 12:30. I'll wake you up at 5am. Okay?"
Lizzie huffed but nodded. She did need sleep. She had been awake since 6am. She pulled away from her mom and moved the clothes from the bed over to the chair. Then settled back into bed. "Thanks mom." She said as her mom walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind her. Even though Lizzie's thoughts were racing, she still managed to get a few hours of sleep and her mom woke her up at 5am.
Caroline drove her to the airport. She parked the car in the long stay carpark and Lizzie pulled her bags out of the boot of the car and placed them on the trolley before she turned back to her mom. "Thanks for putting up with me these past five weeks."
"Ah, you're not getting rid of me that easily. I'm coming with you." Caroline smiled.
"What? Why? I can look after myself." Lizzie frowned.
"I know you can. But that's not why I'm coming along. I'm coming to spend some time with Josie. It's only fair since I've had you all to myself for five weeks." Caroline smiled. "Come on. We need to check in." Caroline grabbed the trolley and pushed it towards the airport.
The mother-daughter duo landed in Virginia just after 9am. Caroline hired a car and drove them to the school. They pulled up around 10:30am. Lizzie rushed out of the car and pulled her bags out the back and ran up to her room. She wasn't surprised that Josie wasn't there given it was a school day. She opened her bags and started rummaging through them until she found the strap-on she brought.
She took the toy and the harness out of the box. She got undressed and slipped the harness over her legs and tightened it around her waist. She enchanted the toy to herself, so she could feel everything like a normal penis would. She wasn't sure what to do with the actual shaft itself and she didn't really want to walk through the corridor with a massive 'package' sticking up between her legs, so she tried her best to angle it downwards, trying to get it to rest along her thigh. It didn't want to stay in place, the only thing that kept it there was her trousers.
She had planned everything out in her head. She was going to wait in Hope's room until she came back on her lunch break. She was going to tell her that she wanted Hope to only be with her, then hopefully fuck her with the toy. She sighed in contentment as she walked out of her bedroom and down to Hope's, having to stop a few times to make some adjustments.
When she reached Hope's room, she wasn't surprised to find the door locked with a spell. She syphoned it away and opened the door. She walked in and found Hope sat up on bed, in her underwear, using her laptop. There was someone lying next to her.
"Shit. Lizzie! What are you doing here?!" Hope asked startled. Hope looked from Lizzie to Landon and back to Lizzie. Landon lifted his head up from Hope's pillow and saw Lizzie standing there.
"Get the fuck out of here, you fucking hobbit." Lizzie spat at Landon. Landon panicked, he jumped off the bed and ran out of the room in just his boxers, leaving his trousers and t-shirt behind, slamming the door shut behind him. "What the fuck is he doing here?!" Lizzie turned her attention back to Hope.
"Lizzie, what are you doing back? When did you get back?" Hope asked, moving her laptop from her knees to the bedside table.
"I just got back. And don't change the fucking subject Hope! What was he doing here?!"
"What do you think he was doing here?" Hope deadpanned.
"You fucked him, didn't you?!"
"What do you think Lizzie?" Hope stood up from the bed.
"Well it ends now." Lizzie moved closer to the shorter girl.
"Or what? What are you going to do about it, Lizzie?"
"It. Ends. Now." Lizzie's right hand gripped itself around Hope's throat. "You are not going to have sex with anyone other than me. You got that?"
Hope looked into Lizzie's eyes; they were dark. Fuck, she's so hot when she's pissed off.Hope took a deep breath, bit her lip, closed her eyes and nodded.
"Use your words Hope."
"Fuck, yes. I understand." Hope husked, she opened her eyes just in time to see Lizzie's lips hurdling towards her own.
