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CHAPTER TWO: ❝Hostage❞︎
MONTHS. She had been there for months. Seven to be exact. She was still a shy girl when it came to someone she truly didn't know, she was still soft spoken and acted out under pressure or when she was feeling uncomfortable. She found herself gaining control of her magic, and the shifting became easier. Hope had been helpful, slowly teaching the girl how to turn at her own free will with the help of her witch side. She wasn't fully there yet, but she was getting closer and closer.
She sat there on her bed, her pen in her hand as she curled the letters on the pages, a gentle smile on her lips. She liked to keep a diary. Writing all the good, even some of the bad. It made the events of the day remove itself from her shoulders and transfer onto the lined paper. A knock came at her bedroom door, forcing Harper to close her diary and furrow her eyebrows. She stood up from her bed and walked over to the door, pulling it open and smiling when she saw it was Josie. Butterflies immediately filled her stomach at the girls presence.
"Josie!" Harper smiled. "What's up?" She stepped aside, letting the girl pass and enter her room. Josie glanced around, always admiring the aesthetic of Harper's room whenever she entered. It always seemed to change somehow wit every visit.
"I just wanted to check in on you."
"Oh. Well, I'm fine." She nodded. "How about you?" She watched as Josie sat on her bed, a gentle frown on the girl's face. Immediately Harper sat down beside of the girl. "Hey, talk to me. What's wrong."
"It's nothing." Josie shook her head.
"Is that devil doing something to you again?" Harper immediately asked. She didn't like Penelope. She didn't like the way she and Josie had ended things, and the witch just made her angry. Josie deserved so much better than that devil.
Josie immediately shook her head. "No, she's decided to lay off today, I guess."
"Then what's wrong?"
"I'm just. . . worried about you." Josie frowned. "It's a full moon tonight, and I know Hope isn't going to be there because she's helping my dad with something and I just. . . I don't want you to be alone."
Harper's lip twitched upwards slightly before she placed a hand over Josie's, grabbing the girl's attention. "Don't worry about me, Josie. At this point, it's practically painless. I'm getting better at controlling it thanks to Hope. Being a hybrid is kinda cool in the sense that I can control whether or not I shift. Though. . . I haven't fully gotten there yet. Slowly but surely though, right?"
"Right." Josie nodded, a small smile on her face.
"Seriously, Jo, don't worry about me." Harper told the girl, meeting her eyes. She knew Josie was always worried about her when she shifted. The simple thought of Harper being in pain made Josie want to curl into a ball, knowing there wasn't really anything she could do about it. Josie softly sighed before nodding her head.
