Does promising - mean forever?
From an early age, Hope Mikaelson dreamed of the care and love that she could receive from her parents. The girl always wanted her mother to be there for her when she missed it so much. However, fortunately, little Hope had her aunts, father and grandmother who were always there for her.
When her grandmother fell ill and died soon after, Hope cried every day." But every time she tried to express her feelings, her mother told her that crying wouldn't bring her grandmother back. Ever since her grandmother died, Hope Mikaelson has always wanted to leave this house.
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Two girls were leaving Mystic Falls, and one of them was very sleepy. Hope drove, watching her companion snore softly beside her.
"Good morning, doll," Hope said with a gentle smile.
"Good morning, how long did I sleep?" The brunette asked, waking up early.
"Five o'clock, you were snuffling like a cute puppy," the red-haired girl replied lovingly.
"You didn't sleep?" the brunette asked in surprise.
Hope just shook her head.
"Hope," the girl scolded her for driving all night long.
"There's a motel on the way, let's stop there, are you hungry?" The girl behind the wheel asked, but the brunette made it clear that she wasn't averse to a bite to eat. "Good".
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Then they arrive at the motel.
"Hello, we need a number," Hope said to the receptionist. The receptionist nodded and asked them to wait a moment.
"Here you go, 325th is waiting for you," the receptionist said, handing the keys to the blue-eyed girl. Hope thanked her and followed the brunette to the elevator.
When they arrived at the room, the older girl put her card to the door and it opened. When Hope walked into the room, she couldn't believe her eyes — they'd done it!
"We did it, we did it," the red — haired girl hugged the brunette, and she moaned.
"Yes," Josie Saltzman said, kissing Hope on the lips.
"Jo, I..." The older girl didn't have time to finish the sentence before Josie started taking off her leather jacket, kissing her passionately.
"What is it, I'm not a good kisser?" Josie purred, moving to the red-haired girl's neck.
"Joe, promise me you'll be there for me," the short girl demanded.
"I promise," the brown-eyed girl promised, knowing that she would be there no matter what.
They made love until it came to more intimate places.
"If you don't want to, we can just watch a movie or something," Hope whispered, covering her mouth with a kiss.
Passion and heat engulfed each of them.
They really wanted each other.
Hope really wanted Josie Saltzman.
But, unfortunately, this moment was ruined by a call on the phone of the brunette.
"Hello? Lizzie, stop yelling, yes, I'm with Hope, please don't tell the Mikaelsons, yes, I love you too, bye sis " - Josie disconnected the call, but unfortunately, the older girl just wanted to hug the brunette and be a puppy.
"Baby, hey, don't cry, I'm with you, baby" - the brunette couldn't stand it when her loved one shed tears.
"Do you think my mother will find me and kill me or something?" Hope asked tearfully to the brunette, who was comforting her with her hand on her back and gently tracing soothing circles.
"Not at all, Hope, we're going to Maya's place, remember, your best friend, and she's waiting for us."
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"Klaus, son of a bitch, pick up the phone" — Hope's mother, Hayley, immediately called her husband to find her missing daughter, but he was out of range.
"Damn you, damn your daughter, too," Hayley snapped at the phone screen.
That's such Hope's mother is like.
A real bitch, or whatever you prefer to call her?
Hope's phone was bursting with missed calls from her spiteful mother.
Josie picked up Hope's phone and turned it off.