Legacies Imagines

Accident- Hizzie (daughter)

"Shit." You mumble, collapsing onto your bed, the sticks in your hand.

You knew that asshole had weak pull out game.
How the fuck are you supposed to have a baby at 15 years old? Your Moms are gonna kill you!
It's not like you meant for it to happen. There was a party and this junior was hitting on you, you had a few drinks and the next thing you know you were in a bed with him. Naked.

Tears dribble out of your eyes when you realise that you are in fact pregnant from a guy you don't even know and you're only 15.

Your Mama is literally gonna skin you alive, she's probably the most strict parent in the world, and if she finds out you're pregnant, you'll never see the light of day again.

Your Mom will probably be mad at first but then she's be really excited and start crying whilst rambling about all the amazing things she could do for the baby. But you know she'll still be disappointed, and you hate disappointing your Mom more than anything in the world.

You shoot up when someone knocks on your door. "Are you okay, Angel, I thought I heard you crying." Lizzie says softly through the door.

You quickly throw the pregnancy sticks under your bed and open your laptop, thanking the lord that you fell asleep watching 'five feet apart' last night because it makes you cry. You put it to the sad part and pause it before opening your door.

"What's wrong?" Your Mom asks and cups your cheek, wiping away your tears.

"Just watching a sad movie." You tell her but Lizzie can instantly tell you're lying. She gives you a look which makes you sigh and look down.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" She asks softly, stroking your hair.

You shake your head no which makes Lizzie sigh. She leans down and kisses your head.

"If you ever need to talk about anything, or if you need to tell me something, I'll be here for you. Whatever it is that's bothering you, or what you've done but you don't want to tell me, I won't hide your for it at all. You're my little girl, you could never disappoint me." Lizzie tells you and tilts your head up so you can meet her eyes.

Your chin trembles as you try to keep your tears at bay. Lizzie pulls you in for a hug, letting you whimper against her collarbone, not once letting any tears fall.

"I love you so much, Angel. I'll be here when you want to talk." Your Mom whispers and runs her fingers through your hair.

"I love you too." You reply, sniffling.

Lizzie holds you for another couple of minutes.

"Do you want to come watch a movie with your Mama and I, or do you wanna stay up here?" She asks. You tighten your arms around her when she starts to pull away, a whine falling from your lips. "It's okay, I've got you." Lizzie reassures when you start to panic.

"Up." You mumble which makes her laugh and shake her head fondly.

"You're making me carry you?" She asks which makes you nod wordlessly. "Alright." She sighs and picks you up, your legs lazily dangling around her waist and you bury your face into her neck.

Lizzie carries you down the stairs to join her wife in the living room. Hope looks up and frowns in question when she sees Lizzie carrying you, Lizzie shakes her head and lets her know she'll explain later. The blonde girl sits down and sets you in between her and Hope.

"Hi, little wolf." Hope greets and wraps her arm around you.

You're a tribrid like Hope, but you're part of the Gemini coven as well, so you're a wolf-Gemini witch hybrid. Confusing, I know.