track four
PenelopePark PoV
I couldn't sleep that night, my head was ringing and ringing too loudly for such a small room. I couldn't get comfortable. I noticed that Taylor was sleeping soundly, like a sloth, so I got up without much noise, going to the common room. I took with me a small bewitched notebook, a pen, and my wand was enough.
"Mom, I know it's too late, you don't like me sending you letters and losing sleep, but something bothers me SO MUCH. I can't tell you what the hell it is. I didn't tell you, but Hope is calmer this year, I didn't hate it, maybe we can finally make it up, I know Klaus is a terrible wizard, but maybe she isn't. I'm still treating her the same, don't worry. Dad can agree with me. Maybe that's bothering me.
Penelope."
- It was on fire. - I pulled the page I wrote, placing it folded in the palm of my hand, using the wand to cast the spell, wondering exactly where the note should be.
I leaned against my back on the couch, having absolutely nothing to do, even though I had brought a cell phone back in the beginning of the year, just like everyone else, nothing about it was interesting, nothing could calm the mess in me.
I want to escape. I really want to get away now. Get in a getaway car, with stolen money and aimlessly.
When a teacher went to check if there were any students out of bed it was my cue to return, I would be very ugly with the dark circles that I was accumulating with the passing minutes.
I didn't get any sleep I needed, just a few minutes before Taylor woke me up by throwing his pillow in my face.
- Were you having a good dream, Penny? - Taylor asked. - You look almost dead. - Joked.
- Uh ... - I groaned my head on the pillow again.
- Come on, you're a witch, not a sleeping princess. Taylor continued to insist. My mind was still sleepy looking for a thousand reasons to lie down, and sleep again, until the letter came to my head. I opened the dumb boy's drawer by pulling out a note.
"Penelope, you can only be going crazy my daughter. The Mikaelson are treacherous people, think that I didn't think the same thing about Klaus over and over again, and about his brothers, they are all poisonous, even the youngest ones, you know so well Just wait for it to reveal itself. Your father agrees with you, says that everyone has a redemption, he had ... you need to listen to me. About this nuisance, there are changes, it will be okay, if you need, write again but earlier, you need to sleep well.
Katherine. "
My mom was right, Dad was an emotional roller. I would take proof of that, but not for now.
- Do you think I'm wrong about the Mikaelson? - I asked dropping the letter and closing the drawer tightly.
- What was in that letter? Poison? Do you feel fever? Penny, you don't question these things. Taylor asked suspiciously. - I know, you're a parasite on my friend's body, good choice.
I laughed at your little shock performance.
- Really. - Warned.
- I ... I don't know, maybe I am, we'll never know. - Taylor says shrugging, before taking my uniform and throwing it at me. I rolled my eyes at how much she looked like my mother.
The day was just sleepy for me, nothing got into my head, at least until the history of magic class, where I slept every fifty minutes while the mum who was teaching made the rest want to sleep too.
Literally nothing happened. I didn't talk or look at Mikaelson the entire time, except for one or two exceptions. Taylor and Jade commented on the damage the witch hid with the Slytherin scarf, I was quiet about it.
- You. - I pointed to Jade. - Go to your dorm. - I kicked out. - And you, go with her. - I put Taylor's uniform over your hands. - Don't show up here in the morning, just meet me at breakfast.
- Penelope Park, what are you thinking of doing? - Jade asked.
- Good thing isn't it, will you lose sleep over something dangerous again? Taylor was still a little confused.
- I just really want to be alone now. I need it. I will come up with some plan to ridicule Mikaelson. - I played in the last part. - I need you to do that.
- Okay, but you owe me one.
- Do I owe you? Shame on you Taylor, I'm the one who will share my bed with you. - Jade complained.
- Because I lost mine.
I pushed the two doors out. Stopping there to say one last thing.
- I owe both, now disappear. - I closed the door. Maybe Taylor and Jade had secrets as dark as mine, but I didn't find out, and they won't either.
I sat on my bed, writing a note with the magic paper, burning it for the recipient. I sighed for the bullshit I might be doing. But let's test it, Daddy is usually wrong about people's character, prin especially with your brother, Uncle Damon. Who knows, I would love to insist on mistakes.
I counted the minutes on the clock, nothing took me as much time, nervousness, and anger as this particular person, my last years were just about him. I went down to the common room.
- Does it have to be so ... illustrative? Hope asks when she hears me on the stairs.
- I don't know what you're talking about. - I pretended not to understand. The note said to meet me at the same time that day in the common room.
- The explosion of the note on my bed, you know it scared my roommate, don't you? Hope asked. I shrugged, not sure what I should do, stand up, sit down, how could I have known that I had no idea or why I was there. - What you want?
- The truth is ... - I did a little drama. - I dont know.
- Great reason. - Hope says harshly. - I'm going, have a bad night.
Hope got up, my brain went into that panic from the day before, I took it by the arm.
- I want to talk. - I explained.
- Like us or like Mikaelson and Park? - Hope asks. Finally I give the answer she wants.
The witch sits back on the couch, open to listening to me, and I had nothing to say. I could say what I was really thinking at that moment, I think that having sex with someone at the level we had gone to opened up a little bit of the intimacy that we cut through all those years, after all, we were children until the fourth school year.
- I hate your company. - I sat next to her, being the biggest hypocrite. - But for some reason I wanted her again, you know, the person inside that room.
- What called you a disgusting human being?
- Disgusting was the word you used. Yes and no. I dont know.
Hope looked at me sympathetically, as if she understood my demons at that time, the after that I could deal with.
- Show me that you are horrible, that you are a Mikaelson, I do not want to believe that you are not that. - I shivered. I wanted to say that I didn't want to admit that I could be wrong.
- I am exactly as you see. Hope shrugged. I threw myself back on the couch. The redhead kept looking at me, saying nothing this time.
- You can't be waiting for an apology, it won't happen, I don't like you. - I said ready to close myself in my hate bubble again, after having exposed what I felt. It didn't make sense why I was doing this, Hope made me want to be true.
- Says the witch who was moved after we stayed. - Hope says. Making fun makes me even more hesitant.
- I didn't stay. - I raised my voice a little, vehemently denying.
- Then why exalt yourself? Hope smiled. - It also touched me, I mean, you are Penelope, you are worthless ninety percent of the time. The other ten are the person in that room that I would love to meet.
Hope could be that getaway car, something about it made me so defenseless, at least in that respect. The redhead leaned against the couch like me, turning her head to me. We looked at each other.
- You got stirred. - I debauched. Damn Penelope, did you need to be you now?
- Saw? Negligible. Hope teased, making me smile back. - You want to kiss me now, don't you? You just need to say.
- Don't be so offered, I don't like girls ... - The hand on her face arrived, bringing along an already unbearable cold. Hope only put our lips together later, more carefully than in the past, in a peck. He walked away waiting for me to stop. But something about me didn't want to stop, not out of hatred or confusion, it was just that she was the only one who made me feel so strange. It was like I screamed in agony in the dark for how much I was ripping myself up, all that was learned, me ignoring myself for letting myself go for a moment that was so genuine.
I continued the kiss, asking for passage with my tongue instead of being aggressive, I put my hand over her pajamas, on her waist, arranging the positions to start laying her on the couch. Hope seemed to have as much attitude as she did the first time, running her hands over his body, exploring him further under his pajamas. Even though I was on top it was the witch who was kissing my neck, I hinder her to give one more kiss, forcing my thigh against her sex.
- My dorm is empty, do you want to go there? - I asked. Hope responds with a nod.
don't be fooled rs
heda Xxx