Hanna sat in the living room, staring at the wall, to say she was bored was an understatement. She had counted exactly 1,763 bricks cemented into foundations of the house. Hanna tapped the table next to her with her long nails tacking at the table with so much force that it created a small dent in the wood. Her stomach did uncomfortable lurches as she could hear grunky liquid swittling around in her, she hadn't felt any better since she puked. Her forehead creased as another pinch of pain hit her, she tried to distract herself but there was nothing to distract herself with. She had done this for about an 3 hours, she had gotten so bored that she began counting the seconds.

Sighing in pure frustration she pressed her hands against the couch and leapt up grabbing her still damp jacket and sticky bag. Slipping her shoes back on with her index finger she opened the rich brown coloured door and walked out, silently closing it so Mike wont wake up. The door whispered shut and her feet clunked against the marble porch in front of her.

Hanna rubbed her hands together trying to conceal the warmth she had felt whilst inside. The cold had instantly clung to her body, suffocating the heat till it turned blue. Tucking her pale hands into her pocket she took little steps, her toes curling in an attempt to deflect the rain.

Hanna opened the door of her house and entered her foyer, feeling her chest give a sigh of relief as she felt a sense of familiarity. Making her way to her room she quickly peeled her clothes off her body. Slipping her furry white bath gown on, she tip-toed into her bathroom turning the bath on and putting her hands under the warm sink tap which released purple foam liquid to lather over hands. She closed her eyes as she inhaled the wild leaf bath and body works hand wash and removed her bath gown. Dipping her feet in her bath, she sucked in a breath through her teeth and lay against the back of her tub.

After an hour of sitting there Hanna eventually decided to get out. Wrapping her silk nightgown over her she lay in bed with her laptop, scrolling through her email.

About 80% were from online stores but their were a couple from Grandma and 1 from...Caleb?

Hanna was surprised to say the least, Caleb had been the one that left her. Opening up the email she was met by a 3 blocked paragraph, Hanna grabbed her glasses off the corner of her make up table and began reading.

Dear Hanna

Warning this will be cheesy

I love you, I always have, I always will till the day I die. You might be angry and annoyed at me, but I don't care as long as you know I love you. I know I have already made this way to sappy, but I know you like it that way. I can't tell you why I left, but I needed to, as much as I want to tell you, things are too damn complicated right now. Before you think Miranda and I are a couple, or shit like that, we're not. Miranda and I have some sort of familial connection I can't explain, so she is only like a sister to me. I want you to move on and find some other guy, as much as it hurts for me to write this, you can't keep waiting for me, because I am not coming as much as I wished I was. You most likely wont see me again, so I feel like the only thing I can do is write this to you, tell the others I said hi. Report A to the police, I wish I could click my hands and for your problems to go away but I can't. One day you will get married and have beautiful kids and remember me like the boy you dated once in junior year, the boy who always loved you.

You are my only love,

Goodbye,

Caleb

By the time she had finished the letter she had large droplets cascading down her face and her body was in a wreck with sobs.. She just wanted to cry, he was right, she was angry at him, but in the back of her mind she knew he wouldn't have left if he didn't absolutely need to. Her chest heaved up and down as she struggled for her breath through her tears.

Next day

"Mike, get up, Mike seriously I will pour a bucket of water on you if you don't get up!" Aria exclaimed as she attempted to wake her brother. Mike gave a groan as his sister continued to wake him with her annoying voice which got higher and higher as she shook him.

"FINE!" Mike screamed in frustration. Aria flinched from his voice, and Mike instantly felt guilty.

"You need to get ready quickly, we are going to the fair, remember mom signed us up to help at the fair, come on," Her voice held annoyance, but when Mike finally looked into her eyes he saw they were pink and swollen with patches of red inking areas around her eyes.

"You alright?" he asked with concern.

Aria's eyes wandered before they landed back to Mike's, "Yeah yeah," but she had quickly looked down again, he knew she wasn't.

"What time did you get home last night?"

"I don't know four-ish."

"What happened?"

"Nothing nothing."

"Clearly something, was it Fitz?" eyes shaking with anger.

Aria felt rage boil in her head as he said that surname. She hated him with a burning passion. Her knuckles clenched tightly till they turned white, this didn't get unnoticed by Mike.

"Where is he? I swear I will kill him!"

"Just get ready," Aria snapped exiting the room as fast as she could.

Mike sighed, he always had a bad feeling about Fitz. Grabbing a shirt and some shorts he put them on, brushing his teeth and combing his hair. As he did his hair in the mirror his eyes went wide. Where's Hanna? Running down stairs he looked around, where did she go? The sun hadn't even risen yet, it was that early. His head went into panic mode. As casually as he could he went up to Aria who was standing in the kitchen eating a banana and asked, "Have you talked to your friends today?"

"Uh I haven't, they wont reply to any of my texts, why?" she asked him ,curious as to why he would care.

"Oh I was just wondering who was coming to the fair."

"Okay, I think Emily and Hanna are, but I am not too sure about Spencer, she has been acting a little weird lately,"

Mike just nodded and slipped his air maxes on, he was sure she was fine. "Grab a coat it might be cold," Aria told him looking increasingly more like their mom as she slipped on her black blazer. They both made their way to the car, sitting in the brand new grey seats of Arias car. Turning the radio on, whistle by flo rida blasted out. The two siblings instantly looked at each other and grinned as they screamed each lyric.

Once they finally arrived the fair only had a few people sprinkled around, setting up stalls whilst wisps of sun hit everyone's faces. Mike went and helped around, lifting anything heavy as half the people here were frail old ladies.

About 2 hours passed and people were filing in from each passage, all in couples and he couldn't help but feel jealous.

"Mike."

Startled he turned around to see Aria and Emily standing there, he quickly shot an apologetic smile at the 2 kids waiting to throw the hoops. "What?"

"I need you to go pick up Hanna or check up on her, she isn't answering any of our calls and we are getting worried," Aria said.

"Why can't you guys go?"

"Because we have to get Spencer, here are the keys and if you get a scratch on the car I will kill you," she warned.

"Who is going to take care of the stall?"

"We are getting Paige to do it, now go!" she ushered, chucking the keys at his chest.

Putting his head down in defeat he made his way to the car park, but he felt like someone was watching him. Glancing behind him he saw no one so he just walked towards the car, which was eerily silent as most people had walked/are walking to the fair. CRACK. A branch had snapped. There was someone following him and he was sure of it. He saw a flash of black skid its way through the forest and they looked like they had a good build for running so he knew he wouldn't catch up to him.

Jumping in the car he tried to forget what had just happened and drove out of the fair, glancing in his rear view mirror every once in a while.

Authors note

I would just like to say thank to feyhazelle and Katiebug87 they really encouraged me. Sorry it took so long to do I didn't know what to write or how to start.