# Prologue

You were right here all along

It's like you're my mirror

My mirror staring back at me

It was quite 2:00 a.m. in a night unusually cold, if compared with the typical weather in California. The streets of the small city were almost empty, except for groups of guys on their way back from some pubs, some homeless people and stray animals. In a terraced house like many others, a boy was pressing the Stop key of his cassette player with a sigh. But not a sigh of relief.

At last, he did it. He managed to listen to every side of the tapes. To the 13 reasons of why Hannah Baker had decided to do what she had done. The why of her decision to commit suicide. Clay was breathless now, a great pain and a sense of disgust for himself burdened his chest. He had been a damned coward, fearing to tell her how much he loved her. But his cowardice had affected the girl he loved first, not him. If only he could go back in time...

'You cannot change what happened, Clay' said his conscience, with a voice similar to Tony. And it was right, though. No matter how much he wanted it, things couldn't change. Hannah would have never come back.

A sudden crackle mad him jump. He noticed that the Stop key had released by itself, making the tape continue. It was weird, he thought he had finished after mr. Porter's tape, that there wasn't nothing more to listen to. No one, neither Tony, had mentioned anything about another message recorded on the last tape.

His hearth wrung painfully, while he heard Hannah sobbing.

" I have a last message " murmured the girl with a trembling voice. Clay felt his beat run faster, there was something different in her voice now, but he wasn't able to to tell what that was.

" Hell...Please. Make him pay and unmask the wolf " There was a pause. " Farewell... "

The boy frowned. He was unable to understand that message. What did those words mean? And why Hannah had prayed to Hell? He didn't even know she was religious!
He knew he had to deliver the tapes to mr. Porter, the second rule was clear. But he was feeling stuck. He needed to understand what those words meant. He felt it was important.

A sound of footsteps came from the hallway. He managed to hide the tapes and pretend to be sleeping just in time , when the door opened. Stealing a glance thorugh his half-close eyelids, he glimpsed his father. His worried look made Clay feel guilty.

Sometimes he had the impulse to talk with him, tell him everything and leave that burden off of his shoulders. But he couldn't. Those weren't the rules and, by the way, he wasn't sure that his father would have understood all that situation.

When his father went away, he sighed again. He hid better the tapes and then curled under the blankets. He was exausted, those tapes were like a burden that weighted more every new day. But he didn't want to give up, no. He wouldn't have stopped looking for the truth or to want justice for Hannah. Because it would have been worse than being one of the reasons of why she killed herself.

Three days passed before Clay could find a moment to talk with Tony. Teachers had given too many homework, it seemed they wanted to distract all the students with that. But at the end of the third day, he managed to stop his friend after the last class.

" Tony! " exclaimed Clay, trying to be noticed, even if the hallway was crowded and noisy.

" Hey, Clay. Are you okay? "

" Erm... Yes, sort of. But I really need to talk with you about... that thing "

Tony became immediately alert. " Is it about what I think that it is...? "

" Yeah, and it's urgent " Clay's voice sounded upset now, so many students began to stare curiously at them.

" Okay, then " answered Tony. " But let's talk in a more... private place. Come "

While the two boys reached Tony's car, a girl with her sunglasses on was getting off of a taxi not much far away. She was tired, the trip had been hard and exausting, but that wasn't anything, if compared to what she had to face with, and she knew she couldn't let herself to break down. Although, once she reached a door, she hesitated.

'Come on, don't be coward' she said to herself. Before she could even think again about it, she rang the bell. Some minutes passed, but finally the door was opened, letting see the figure of a woman.

" Hi, mum... " murmured the girl. She expected a cold welcome, but she was surprised when her mum held her tight, quite desperately. And, in that moment, her heart had a tremble.

Author's note:

Heeeey, guys! This is the first chapter of this new story I wrote some time ago and I really hope you'll like it. I love 13 Reasons Why, so I thought to write a story about it , wondering what would have happened adding a character in particular (I created it and its story by myself, you'll find more details in the next chapter!). I put a lot of effords on writing it, creating all the background and so on, so I hope you'll enjoy this story as well as me. English is not my mother tongue, so there could be some mistakes, but please don't be too hard on me ^^" (If you find any mistakes, please let me know and I'll correct them as soon as I can)

I don't want to annoy you all any longer, soooo if you liked this prologue, leave a review to let me know what you think about it(I'll greatly appreciate *-*) and keep following Mirrors too, of course C:

See you in the next chapter!