Hannah
I saw Max get up and went to the nurse, desperate to know Sam’s condition.
“How is she?” he asked. I also did stand up and went and stood beside him. The nurse looked at the reports and sighed. “She is highly injured and her leg is fractured. Fortunately, there was no brain damage or it would have been irreversible. However she needs bed rest for almost two to three months and she need mental support because this may lead to a trauma if not handled carefully”I nodded but Max was blank for a few moments. Then he nodded thoughtfully.
The nurse went past us to some other ward. I thought Max was in a daze, so I called him.
“Max?”He looked at me and smiled lightly. “The thing is, she is fine”
I nodded and smiled back. “Yeah”
“And she needs mentaMaxI was inside with Samantha. She was unconscious and I was sitting beside her. It didn’t look like the best thing to be with her right now because maybe she doesn’t want me here but I was here anyway.The nurse entered and checked everything once more.“Hey, when will she wake up?” I asked her.“Soon. She should wake up soon. Please stay here”“Yeah yeah, I am not in a hurry”She nodded and went out. I knew that I was quite wrong to be here but I need to know what happened.After a few minutes, she opened her eyes. She looked at me and was shocked.“Huh? Who are you?”I couldn’t believe her. “Huh? Samantha, what are you--”“Samantha? Is that me?”I was completely blank at her words. Did her memo
HannahWhen I was with Ryan before Max called us, I was completely shocked by hearing what Ryan told me.“Pre-planned?” I asked.“Yes” he replied, void of any emotions.“Planned by who?” I didn’t wanna misunderstand him. Because if it was the way I was understanding it to be, this is… uh.He looked at me, his face cold. “You know it”“What the-- no. You can’t” It was not true. He can’t.“Well, it was-- I didn’t know it was her. I didn’t know it was Samantha--”“Doesn’t matter!” I finally got angry. “You planned someone’s accident? Woah!”He was quiet and I just scoffed. “You know, the world is really small!”“I--”“You know what
Hannah“Hey?” Ryan picked up the call and answered.“Hello. It is me”“I know your number” he sounded sad. “What’s wrong?”“You have to come to the hospital right now”“Okay”The call ended and I sighed. The way he is listening to me right now is really weird.I waited for him and finally he came inside.“What happened?”“You did this so now you have to do something”He looked at me with more attention. “Hm? What?”“Save her. Dove--she wants to hurt her. She wants to take revenge. Do you understand me?”He sighed in irritation. “Oh God, one problem doesn’t end and the second starts”“Doesn&
HannahI scoffed. “What the hell, Max?”“I am sorry” he took Dove’s hand. “You can take care of your friend”“What??” Before I could even react properly, he went from there with Dove.Turns out that Max is worse than Ryan?I couldn’t help but scoff again. I turned around and went inside, my heart burning in anger. So these were my friends, huh? One put her in danger, one faked his love and the third wants revenge?Dove is not my friend but still I thought we became friends the moment we met.I went inside the hospital and to her ward.“Max left,” I told him.“He already went? Okay”“He left. He said that I can take care of her alone”He looked at me. “What?
Hannah“Yes, tell me” I asked him to continue and he sighed. His eyes turned cold.“So… you remember my parents?”“Hm, vaguely”“They were-- they divorced” He looked down. “Two years back. I came to know via source. I don’t live with them. They don’t love me”I looked at him shocked. “Uh, what do you mean?”“They were with me because of the money I would gain when I turn 18”I sighed. I knew something was wrong when we were in highschool, but never acted on that. I got so caught up in this whole relationship thing that I just didn’t think about it.“Uh… okay”“So back to the important stuff” he sighed. “So they divorced and my dad, Matt Swift, he went out to another country&rdqu
Hannah“Yes, tell me” I asked him to continue and he sighed. His eyes turned cold.“So… you remember my parents?”“Hm, vaguely”“They were-- they divorced” He looked down. “Two years back. I came to know via source. I don’t live with them. They don’t love me”I looked at him shocked. “Uh, what do you mean?”“They were with me because of the money I would gain when I turn 18”I sighed. I knew something was wrong when we were in highschool, but never acted on that. I got so caught up in this whole relationship thing that I just didn’t think about it.“Uh… okay”“So back to the important stuff” he sighed. “So they divorced and my dad, Matt Swift, he went out to another country&rdqu
HannahAs soon as I saw Keith, I freaked out. He was here. He was fucking here. I thought we would never see each other again. Why the hell did I see him?I looked at Ryan consciously as he looked at me and at Keith simultaneously.“Do you know him?” He asked me.“I--I, well” I wasn’t sure if I should tell him. Or if he will even believe me.Before destroying everything for him, I should talk to Keith for a second.“Why are you here?” I asked him.Ryan scoffed because I didn’t reply to him, however Keith looked at me with a ray of hope. “I… my girlfriend is pregnant”I looked at him shocked and nodded. I shouldn't do anything. I am not heartless. I know Ryan will destroy his life if he comes to know that he is Keith.“Hannah,
HannahI turned around and saw some man. Because the room was dark, all I could see was some shadow of him, because of the light coming from the windows, making it all the more creepy.“Mr. Ryan?” He added to his words and I could sense a hint of ridicule in his voice.“Who are you?” Ryan asked, quietly and I could feel that he was getting angry.“Well, someone you might not wanna know about!”“What do you want?” He asked again.“I want something really simple” He neared us, making me afraid. I took two steps back and maybe Ryan sensed that, because he pulled me close.I gasped, but didn’t make a sound, His hands were now around my waist, wrapped ‘round protectively.“I want you and Hannah to follow me. Mr. Hudson must stay back, or go to his house