𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒

she kind, beautiful, and will be mine

bitch!" Lizzie shouted once she was hit in the head with a pillow harshly.

Hope laughed loudly and smirked once the blonde turned to her with a scowl. "What?" She questioned, blinking her eyes innocently.

"You better not have thrown that pillow at me." Lizzie narrowed her eyes, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief.

Hope smiled and leaned back slightly. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Josie looked to Clary, grimacing, waiting for a fight to break out. They both knew it was a long time coming. "Do you think they'll kill eachother?"

Clary turned to the brunette and tilted her head. ". . .no," she hesitantly answered.

Josie placed a hand over her face and looked back to Hope and her sister. She loved both girls very much, she didn't want to see them fight. "Guys. . ."

Lizzie stood up, not sparing her sister even a glance before she gripped a pillow and hit Hope upside the head harshly, making Hope fall onto the bed.

"Oh, god." Both Josie and Clary grimaced when they saw Hopes eyes glow their golden color.

Hope turned her head to the blonde and growled, her eyes narrowing.

Before Hope could pounce on Lizzie, Josie stood up from her spot, muttered a spell under her breath, and a pillow flung towards Hope, hitting her on the back of her head.

Josie sent a smile to Hope once the hybrid turned to her, but it looked more like a grimace. "Sorry..?" The young witch muttered, her eyes wide.

"Apology not accepted," Hope said before flinging a pillow at Josie who got hit in the stomach. Hope shrugged, smirking. "Sorry?" She repeated Josie who narrowed her brown eyes at the hybrid.

"I think someone is about to get killed," Clary muttered under her breath as Josie ran towards her bed, picked up a pillow and threw it at Hope.

And that is what started the pillow fight.

Lizzie flung a pillow at Clary who quickly held out her hand, stopping the pillow from hitting her, it was inches from her face.

Clary smiled and the pillow flung back to Lizzie who got knocked back by the force of the pillow hitting her. She huffed, her blonde hair blowing out of her face, and she glared at the red head.

"I hate you," Lizzie spat, holding the pillow in her hand tightly.

Clary walked over to the blonde. "No you don't." Quickly, before anyone could see or say anything, Clary grabbed the pillow from the blonde siphoner and flung it at the Josie who screamed in surprise.

Lizzie turned to Clary and smiled. "Okay, that's true. I could never hate you. You're my best friend."

Clary smirked but it soon got wiped off of her face once a pillow was thrown at the side of her face, sending her reeling back a couple of steps. "Damn you, Hope," she muttered and turned to the hybrid who had high-fived Josie. "You both are going down." She turned to Lizzie and they both quickly grabbed pillow's and flung themselves at Josie and Hope who screeched and jumped over the bed and onto the other side, away from the redhead and blonde.

"Come back here!" Lizzie shouted, giggling as she pounced onto the bed, swatting Hope on the rear-end with the pillow she had in her hand.

Hope let out a squeal and she ended up tripping over a fallen pillow, landing roughly on the floor.

The others laughed loudly at that, stumbling into one another in laughter.

The girls were home alone today. Charlie had let Clary stay home with her friends while Bella had to go to school, something Clary laughed about.

"Lizzie and I are gonna go grab some snacks," Clary announced after they calmed down from their laughing fit. "How about you guys pick out a couple of movies that we can watch on the tv, yeah?"

Hope was the one who nodded and quickly began to go through the dvd's that Clary had in a box under her bed.

Lizzie and Clary then ventured out of the room and downstairs, into the kitchen. When they knew they were clear, they both began to giggle.

"That was hilarious. I never thought I would see Hope Mikaelson fall on her face in the middle of a pillow fight," Lizzie was smiling widely, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Hope is actually pretty clumsy when she forgets that's she's a friggin tribrid," Clary chuckled.

"I can't believe that I hated her at one point," Lizzie stated, "reaching up, grabbing a thing of Peanut Butter while Clary grabbed Oreos. "Talking about miss savior complex, that girl — Leah — imprinted on her, didn't she?"

Clary turned to her in surprise, raising a brow.

Lizzie mock-glared at her. "I'm not as oblivious as everyone thinks I am."

The redhead smiled. "I know, Liz. You're one of the smartest people I know." She grabbed a couple Dr. Peppers from the fridge. "And yes, Leah did. But, it's complicated. She's been hurt badly, almost as badly as Hope was with he-who-shall-not-be-named."

Lizzie lowly whistled. "Damn."

Clary slowly nodded. "They both deserve happiness and they're both badass females. They would be perfect for one another. And clearly the universe thought so, too."

And it was like the universe answered them when someone knocked on the front door.

Clary and Lizzie shared a look before the redhead ventured toward the door, and only relaxed when she smelt a familiar scent. She smiled lightly, but was mostly confused as she opened the door. "What are you doing here?"

Leah stood there, bouncing on her feet, looking like she had just ran a marathon. Her hair was sticking her to sweaty face, and she was breathing heavily. "I don't..." she took in a deep breath, only freezing when she smelt the scent that led her to the Swan residence. "She's here?"

Lizzie smirked, understanding what is happening. "Of course she is." Her smirk only widened and she opened her mouth and shouted, "Hope, get your ass down here!"

Leah completely froze, not knowing what to do.

Hope ran down the stairs, her auburn hair flying over her shoulder. She came to a screeching halt, looking ready to fight. "What happened? Are you alright? What—" She stopped and stared at Leah and they just stood there, but blinking, just keeping eye contact.

"I, uh, I—" Leah stuttered, and then furrowed her brows and growled at herself. "I don't even know what the hell I'm doing. This is stupid and pointless. It will just end up like it did before." She shook her head and went to walk away, but Lizzie was quick.

The blonde grabbed Clary's arm, began siphoning after she held out her free hand and pulled Leah into the house with the magic, simultaneously closing the door behind the shifter, and locking it.

Leah's heart was pounding as she turned to stare at the blonde, in amazement and surprise. "What the—"

"I'm a witch, Clary's a hybrid, Hope's a mystical and badass tribrid. She has lost a lot in her life, so treat her right or else." Lizzie grabbed Clary's hand, dragged her up the stairs, and grabbed her sister who was just standing in the middle of the stairs in surprise, and pulled both into the hybrids room.

Leah and Hope was left in the living room, just staring at the staircase in surprise.

"I never thought I would hear those words come out of Lizzie's mouth," Hope breathed out before turning to Leah who sucked in a breath at the sight of her bright blue eyes. The tribrid studied her for a second before it finally clicked in her brain on what was happening. "Oh..." she trailed off, her eyes widening.

Leah let out the breath she was holding, "oh..."