It was a normal day in the murky town of Forks. Well, it was as normal as it could get. One girl who had woke up on the day, of today, February tenth two-thousand and thirteen, was surprised. It was Sunday morning. She had woken up at five A.M. She rolled over to her side, her elbow accidently jabbing herself in the side. She groaned and finally rolled over again to sit up on the bed. She sighed, and looked into her mirror she was pale, not as pale as the Cullens though, she had pitch black eyes, and black hair that when the light hit it right, it seemed blue. She had a birthmark under her eye in the shape of a small heart. She pushed herself off the bed and looked in her closet, running a hand through her bed-head hair. She picked out a dark green tank top, a gray light jacket, some jeans and her gray converse. She dressed herself quickly, and casted a look out the window. The sun was just now rising, meaning the convient store was opening. She went down the stairs as quietly as she could, not dare disturbing her brother or her parents. They was still fast asleep. They always slept in late, so she normally made them breakfast. She grabbed her keys to her Ford truck. She slipped them in her pocket as she walked out the door. She opened the door to her truck. She started the engine, half-surprised it was deciding it would work for her this morning. She drove to the convient store, grabbing things for breakfast, lunch, her brother's paper, and some cokes. She got to the counter. The store clerk rung her up. "So, are you going to get a Valentine from Izaya?" The store clerk, and her best friend, Izzy, asked. She shrugged.
"I dunno, Izzy, he hasn't been coming to school lately." She said, simply.
"C'mon, Hannah, it's obvious he likes you..." Izzy, said, smiling at her friend, who was blushing. "Well, speak of the devil." She said, whispering to Hannah. Hannah turned around, seeing her crush, and best guy friend, Izaya. He had choclate brown hair, with honey eyes. He had a good tan, and muscles. He was wearing a v-neck tee, showing skin. He was also wearing some skinny jeans, with gray converse. The heart she drew was still on it, in pink sharpie. At that moment, her eyes went to her left foot. On the top of her converse was a blue heart he had put on there. She looked up, and casted him a smile, simply causing them both to blush a little. They both liked each other, but wasn't sure how to tell the other person. He walked his way over towards Hannah, ignoring the gawking, drooling girls, purposely throwing themselves in his way so he wouldn't reach his destination, but he managed to steer through the girls, casting I'm-Going-To-Kill-You looks at Hannah, but Hannah didn't care. At that moment Izaya had reached her and pulled her into a hug. When they where done hugging each other they held each other out at arms length. In all honesty, Hannah really hadn't seen Izaya in a month and three weeks, due to his mom forcing him to go on vacation.
But she didn't care, what she did care about, however was the fact that Izaya was here, and that's all that mattered. "Hey," She said, blushing a little.
"Hey." Izaya said. They looked into each others eyes. Finally, catching Hannah off guard, Izaya kissed her. His lips felt warm and tasted of honey and sugar. She slowly wrapped her arms around his neck and he, just as slow as her, scared she might throw him off, wrapped his arms around her waist. They finally pulled away when they heard Izzy squealing in glee.
"About time you two kissed!" She said, happily. At that moment Hannah's phone rang. She didn't want to pull away from Izaya, who was holding her, she fumbled in her pocket and got her cell phone out.
"Hello?" She mumbled.
"Where are you, the rents are about to wake up, and they'll wanna know where you're at." Her brother hissed into her ear.
"Calm down, Josh, I'm at the store, you know where I get the stuff to make you food, and you know I don't have to make those tripple stacked walnut, and peanut butter pancakes, with a strawberry on top for you, ya know?" She said, smiling a little at this, Izzy and Izaya was snickering in the background. It was true, Hannah did most of the cooking at her house. Her parents had third shift jobs, and her brother almost burned down the house one time, so at age thirteen, she got tired of having to eat Ramen Noodles every night, picked up a couple of pots and pans and made a feast for her and her family.
"Oh, us take all the time you need, sis." He said worriedly, he liked the way she made his pancakes, she always got the walnuts and peanut butter just perfect, and she most always made good food. She smiled, and her dimples showed. "Bye, sis, see ya when you get back." He said.
"Bye, Josh, and I'll try to hurry up." She said. She looked at Izaya, "Wanna come over for breakfast?" She asked. He nodded. She didn't know it, but whenever she invited someone over they always hoped she would be the one cooking, since she made good food, and whenever she invites anyone over for a meal, or a snack no one says no. Hannah got in her truck, and Izaya got in his Jeep. They went down the road to her house, where she immediately began making breakfast as soon as she stepped foot in the kitchen. She made her brother his tripple stacked walnut pancakes, mom her favorite, strawberry pancakes with chocolate chips lining around the edge of the bottom pancake, dad, his usual since he always had to go to work as soon as he woke up. Hash brown, with eggs, biscuit and gravy, and bacon. She made Izaya waffles with some orange juice and put a strawberry on the waffles since he liked simple-ness. She made herself some chocolate chip pancakes. She ate next to Izaya, slowly her parents got up and began eating, her dad basically slept in his uniform, since she never saw him get out of it, except on the weekends. He nodded his thanks and left. Izaya had to head to work. He thanked Hannah for the meal, gave her a kiss on the cheek and left. Her mom left a couple minutes after that with her thirteen year-old brother who had practice. And on a Sunday of all days. She never went to church or anything, but she had a bible, she followed God's path, but she never went to church. She was baptized when she was little, and that's all she remembers from being in church at a little kid.
So, instead of moping around the house with nothing to do, she decided to go visit Izzy, who was probably off work. She grabbed her keys and locked the house, going to her truck. She scratched her head when she was in her truck, feeling like she was being watched.
She made it to Izzy's okay, but every now and then she would look around expecting to see someone. Instead while she was driving, and she stopped at a red light, these four people in cloaks were talking in hushed voices. The clouds where hiding the sun, so their hoods were down. Their backs were to Hannah, but she couldn't help but feel they were whispering about her. She shook the feeling off. She went up to Izzy's and Izaya's house (twins!) and knocked on the door their was some shuffling, a muffled, "I'm comingggg..." The door swung open and Hannah was thrown back a little. A girl, possibly age eighteen was standing in the door way. "What do you waaant?" She whined like a little kid, she had blond hair, and perfectly tan skin. She had pretty white teeth, and blue eyes. She was wearing a tube top, and short-short skirt. Hannah felt disgusted to call that girl a girl.
"Uh, is Iz-" She was cut off by the girl shouting.
"Izzy it's one of your frrriiienndds!" She said. Hannah seriously wanted to punch the girl.
"Thanks, uh..." Izzy said, coming through the hallway.
"Brittany." The girl said, her eyelids slanting. She sauntered, or well more like, twitched, away. Hannah raised an eyebrow.
"Dad's still cheating on mom with college students." Izzy whispered. Hannah nodded, feeling sympathy. Izzy's dad, Harold, had been cheating on Izzy'z mom since they were five. He was a college professor in Biology, and usually the failing girl students he let them get "extra credit". It was really disgusting. They heard giggling and a low moan in the upstairs room when they climbed upstairs to go to Izzy's room. Hannah shivered. Honestly, she didn't like Izzy's dad. He used to abuse Izzy in certain ways, until he thought that college students where prettier than his daughter, and started bringing them in when their mom left for work. Izzy said she still had nightmares of it. Hannah's head turned toward Izzy's parents room which was now filled with groans and moans of what seemed like pleasure. The door closed to Izzy's room, so the sound was muffled a little bit.
"Are you okay?" Hannah asked, trying to change the subject off of Izzy's dad. Izzy nodded. "Well, what do you want to do, I came over here to hang with my best friend." Hannah said, smiling. Izzy raised an eyebrow.
"What about Izaya?" She asked.
"He had work." Hannah said, a sinking feeling in her stomach. Izzy raised both of her eyebrows.
"Dude, he doesn't have work on Sundays." She said. Hannah looked out the window. He couldn't be cheating on her could her? No, they just got together, so that would mean he's cheating on another girl with Hannah. Hannah still felt like she might throw up. "Dude, he went over to his friends Mike house." She said, seeing her friends worried expression.
"Oh...Kay..." Hannah said. At that moment there was a banging on Izzy's parents door. Did they have to be so loud? Hannah thought to herself, but the banging continued until the door sounded like it was thrusted open. They heard two screams. One: Possibly Brittany's. Two: Possibly Harold's.
"What are you doing?" Hannah heard Izaya shout.
"Son, it what happens when the woman you married-" He was cut off by a ringing shot echoing through the house. Hannah's eyes widen. No, no, nonononononononono NO! Izaya did not just murder his father. There was crying, and Izzy and Hannah jumped up, running to his parents room, Hannah's eyes took in the room, tears threatening to spill. Izaya laid on the floor, Brittany was holding up a gun, she only had her bra on, a towel around her waist. Harold had a towel around his waist as well. Hannah sunk to her knees, wanting to touch Izaya, wanting to hold him. What had happened? She finally managed to touch his hair. His eyes were blinking rapidly, his face scrutinizing in pain.
"Shh..." Hannah said when it looked like he was going to say something. "Keep your strength together, so you can pull through." She whispered. He blinked again, and she was thrown back form a gurney. A police officer arrested Brittany, and escorted her out of the room, but not before throwing down the weapon and checking to see if she had any weapons under her towel or bra, taking his time. Hannah looked at Izzy, who was still standing in the door way, looking at the blood stain.
What Hannah would give to choke that bitch Brittany right now.