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closed starter ⊹₊ ⋆ @tribidscrsed muse ⊹₊ ⋆ josie saltzman location ⊹₊ ⋆ french quarter (klaus and caroline's home)

it was impossible for josie to not find out, that hope was back in the city. the two ended on not so great terms a few months ago, causing their european adventure to be cut short. both of them held too much grief and shared the inability to cope, a recipe for disaster when it came to any relationship. once finding out about the murders, she realized that delaying their meeting was not going to work out. knowing that if anyone was going to join the crusade to figure out who was behind this, it would be the trusy tribrid, someone josie loved dearly.

taking a deep breath as if to gather courage, the siphoner knocked on the door of hope's old room. a place that would never change thanks to caroline. after a rthymic few knocks, josie placed her hands behind her back, gripping her wrists tightly as some way to hold back all her feelings. if hope does open the door, what the hell was meant to be said? i love you? i'm sorry? can we just go back to before? the endless questions began to give josie a headache. regretting the idea of doing this in the first place.

"hope, please open the door. i just need to know you are okay."

Thanks, but I’m more of a make-everything-worse kind of gal.

with her head in her hands, she let her shoulders shrug slowly. because it was true, seeing a demon cry or feel any type of emotion was off. that was the whole issue they faced, they felt the things demons shouldn't. it felt like a terrible curse, something rebekah knew about all too well. sighing softly, gabriela wiped her eyes and lifted her head. "i'll get there, i just need to cry about it for a moment. it's a nightmare being a demon with a soul. raymis doesn't get it and now he's taunting me saying he owns me. no one fucking owns me but me."

there was nothing the demon hated more was an entitled person, it made her blood boil. "honestly, i wouldn't be crying if my family wasn't involved. he tortured my child bex. they will pay for what they have done."

"Well, isn't this a sight," she said dryly, crossing her arms as she looked down at Gabriela. "The mighty demon, sitting on a rock, looking like a tragic painting. If only I had a camera."

She let out a sigh, softening slightly as she continued. "I suppose I should offer some sage advice, but truly, it's a first."

Rebekah took a seat next to Gabriela, her tone still laced with sarcasm but with a hint of empathy. "Look, wallowing isn't going to fix anything. figure out your next move, one sarcastic remark at a time."

No longer a danger to herself or others She made up her mind and laced up her shoes Yelled down the hall, but nobody answered So she walked outside without an excuse She can do anything she wants to She can do whatever she wants to do She could go home, but she's not going to

eleanor was still getting used to being alive, so even though she felt beautiful in the dress, she was also filled with nervousness. the only people she'd been around were her family and fiancee. people who looked at her like a fragile doll. so maybe this party was a good thing, she could wear a mask and pretend to not be some dead girl. yet when walking into the room, she felt instantly embarrassed, a feeling that hasn't left since crawling out of her grave. even when nikolas would shower her with kind words, it felt as if they just passed through her body. lost in worrying thoughts, she didn't even notice that someone stepped on her toe. "oh gosh! no don't worry! i wasn't even aware i was standing near someone, this place is beautiful but terrifying."

open to all.

she felt awkward, social interaction was something she didn’t like, but forced social interaction in a dress, that was making blossom feel more uncomfortable than anything. the voices in her head telling her that something was going to happen and maybe that made the unknown banshee even more uncomfortable. she stepped back from where she was standing, instantly regretting it as she could feel herself tread on the other persons toe. “oh..shit..”she murmured, more to herself. turning she look at the other, stupid masks, made it impossible to know fully who the other person was. “really sorry for treading on your toes..really need to think where I step.”

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TOP 15 THE ORIGINALS RELATIONSHIPS (as voted by my followers) ↳ 14. Hayley x Rebekah

Rebekah kept Hope safe for months. She’s my friend, and she’s Hope’s family. I’m not gonna look my daughter in the eye one day and explain to her that I sat back and did nothing while those people just kidnapped her aunt.

her eyes watched as kaya quickly shut the notebook, taking note to mention it later once getting a better understanding of what was going on in her daughters head. gabriela also knew that when their daughter wasn't facing them, it was easier to minimize the problems that plagued her mind. placing a soft kiss on kaya's head, gabi then rested her cheek in the same spot. "yeah, i get that. sometimes it's too much at once, but you'll make sense of it at some point. just takes time." a crowded brain was something the demon knew all too well, giving up your soul meant there was always something else lurking. something evil, wanting to only cause harm and she'd do everything in her power to never let it shine through.

"you know what helps me when i have a crowded mind?" she smiled, before quirking an eyebrow.

She closed her sketchbook abruptly and tossed it to the side as soon as saw her mom. Kaya had shown her mother quite a few of her works over the years, but never anything from the rough sketch stage, and definitely never anything that looked like a crime scene. In past years, her art had always been peaceful and calm, rolling waves and women looking over the coast line. Now they were tainted and wrong. When her mom hopped up on the ledge next to her, Kaya reflexively rested her head on their shoulder. "It's nothing, really," she said. It was so easy to hide her feelings, so easy to tuck them away. "Just struggling to get the right compensation. My head is... it's crowded."

once he gripped her tight, it felt as if she could breath. burying her head into his chest, eleanor took in his embrace. tears flooded her eyelids but she was too tired to make a noise, but for the first time she felt less anxious. shaking her head softly, her voice was muffled from how close she was to him. "don't, it's okay you don't need to be sorry." it was a mistake and she knew that. after taking some time to take him in, she pulled back and looked him in the eyes. "you don't need to be sorry, i could see it in your eyes. can you just stay with me? i need a bath and a cheeseburger." she admitted, feeling as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. "i missed you so much..."

nikolas was taken aback to say the least . when eleanor grabbed his hand something shifted inside him . it was like he felt himself come alive again , but how was this possible . it was a feeling of relief that rushed over him when he realized he wasn't going insane . " don't be sorry . " the realization that she was real changed something in the tribrid . and her confession about crawling out of a grave and being such a mess made him instantly wrap his arms around her . regardless of his fear of hurting her he couldn't bear being separated from her anymore . large arms held her tight . " god i missed you elle . . i'm so sorry . " he breathed . " i'm so . . so sorry . i should have been more careful i shouldn't have lost control . " he began to confessed .