Chapter Four

"So you see why I have to tell Caleb?" Hanna's asked her fiance as she stood in front og him in the hallway the next morining after having expalined everything the previous night.

"Of course I do, it wouldn't be fair to keep it from him." Jordan smiled and Hanna was glad he was so understanding. "Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, I should be the one to tell him." She replied. "Just me."

"When will you talk to him?"

Hanna sighed and bit her nail. "I'll go after work, my mom can pick Scarlett up from school."

Jordan nodded as he oulled on his coat and picked up his bag. "I'm gonna miss you."

"Me too." Hanna smiled, fiddling with the ring on her finger.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you yesterday, my uncle says we can have the Hampton's for the wedding." Jordan told her with an excited smile as she nodded hesitantly in reply. "I'm not rushing you." He added coming closer. "But we've got to start the planning somewhere."

Hanna looked up and flashed him a smile. "I know." Their wedding had been the last thing on her mind the past week and she felt bad for not putting in more of an effort.

"I've got to go now but call me later, after you've talked to Caleb." He kissed her cheek before walking to the door.

"I will." She replied watching him leave before she turned to the stairs and called for Scarlett. "Hurry up Scar or we'll be late again."

Hanna took a deep breath and brought her hand up to the door of apartment four. It was late evening now and she had done everything possible to try and stall coming here, but in the end she knew that she couldn't put it off any longer.

The thing she dreaded the most was Caleb's reaction. She knew him better than anyone and knew how his mind worked so she knew he wasn't going to take it take it well. Who would? But Caleb had a bad temper and what she was about to tell him wouldn't be taken with a shrug. When they were younger he didn't loose control often and would never get angry towards her but when he did loose his temper someone would get a mouthful or even a fist in the jaw. The fact that he never got really angry at her eased her nerves a little and that was the only reason she hadn't made a run for it.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door twice, waiting a few seconds before Caleb opened it. He looked confused at first but quickly gave her a smile. "Can I come in?" She asked, nervously.

Caleb stepped aside and she walked in and glanced around the apartment she had spent a lot of time when she was younger; it looked practically the same. "Are you okay?" Caleb asked. It only took a few seconds for him to figure out that she was nervous about something. The way picked at her nails and bit her lips was all too familiar to him.

"I'm sorry I walked away the other day without explaining." She said, finally looking at him. Caleb just furrowed his eyes brows in confusion as she took another deep breath. "I owe you an explanation."

"You don't owe me anything Hanna."

She looked up even more confused than him. "What do you mean?" As far as she knew Caleb had seen her with Scarlett and knew that she was her daughter, which meant that he had probably put two and two together and realised that he was her father.

"You don't owe me anything. You have a fiancé and a daughter now so you should just forget that I ever came back here." He replied, his stomach turning at the words fiance.

"No Caleb, you don't understand." She realised now that he had thought Jordan was Scarlett's father.

"Hanna, it's fine." He really didn't want to be having a conversation with her about how she had moved on. If he couldn't be with her then he would rather not have to see or hear about her life with someone else.

"That's your daughter." Hanna's brain shut down and she let her lips take over, unable to keep the secret she had held in for so many years any longer.

His face dropped a mile and he just started at her for what felt like ten minutes. "What?" His voice was barley a whisper.

"We have a daughter." She replied, her voice quiet as she looked at him and waited for a response.

He scoffed and shook his head in disbelief. "No... How?"

"When we broke up in New York, I was pregnant." She explained in a shaky voice.

Caleb ran a hand through his hair as he procesed everything in his head. Her daughter looked about five, which meant the dates would match. It would explain why Hanna had ran off yesterday and why she hadn't let him in the house when he went to give her back her phone. "Wait, you knew you were pregnant with my baby when you walked out?"

"No!" She stepped closer to him as pain and betrayal filled his expression. "No, I didnt know."

He finally looked back at her and it only took one glance to see she was telling the absolute truth. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" His voice was harsh and bitter.

"I had no way to contact you- you left your phone behind in New York remember." She explained. "I tried everyone, your Mom, your Dad, I tried everything I could Caleb."

... "Hi Jamie, have you herd anything from Caleb?" Hanna asked down the phone as she ran a hand over her baby bump.

"Not since you last called, sorry." She sniffled and looked down, messing with the hem of her oversized top. "Have you tried his mother?" Jamie asked.

"Yeah, she hasn't heard anything either." She replied.

"Do you want me to pass on a message if I see him?" The older man asked.

Hanna shook he head although he couldnt see her. "It's fine." She told him her hand stil resting on her stomach, protectively. "Just get him to call me."

"Im sure he'll be in contact soon and if I hear anything I'll tell you straight away."

"Thanks Jamie." She replied before hanging up and setting her phone down on the arm of the sofa as her mother walked in and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Anything?" Hanna shook her head and a tear ran down her cheek. Ashley sighed looked down at Hanna's ever growing belly. "Hanna, you only have a month left until the baby comes and you need to rest and be as stress free as possible, maybe you should take a break from trying to contact Caleb."

Hanna shook her head and placed her hand on top of her belly where she could feel her baby girls kicks. "I can't rest or be stress free until I tell him." She cried. "He needs to know." ...

Caleb shook his head and clenched his fists. "I've been back in Rosewood for a week now, why didn't you tell me I had a daughter?" He demanded, raising his voice.

Hanna didn't reply.

"We've talked three times before this. Why didn't you tell me when I came to your doorstep or at the Brew?" He shouted. "Why Hanna!"

She flinched slightly and looked down as a single tear ran down her cheek. "I don't know." She muttered.

"Fuck." Caleb let out a frustrated growl, glancing back at her one last time before he stormed out of his apartment.

Hanna was left alone in his apartment as she wiped the tears that fell from her eyes. She couldnt be mad at Caleb's reaction because he was right. She had plenty of chances to tell him since he came back and if she hadn't have bumped intohis yesterday with Scarlett then she probaly would have put it off even more. But the one thing she couldn't help the fact that he hadn't left her any way to contact him six years ago. It wasnt his fault for leaving but if he had left some way for her to contact him the things would definetly be different.

She pulled herself together and left his apartment, leaving the door on the latch so he could get back in.

Caleb had walked out of the apartment before he really lost it. He didn't mean to shout at Hanna but he didn't know how to keep a cool head after being told he had a daughter.

He had a daughter with Hanna.

A daughter who didn't know who her father was. He knew what that felt and wouldn't wish it upon anyone, especially his own child. Although she had a mother who he was sure loved her to pieces.

The cool evening air hit him as he stepped outside of his apartment block. All of his thoughts were buzzing around his head like a swarm of wasps and he couldn't think straight. Most of them were about the little blondie Hanna had been with yesterday. When he looked at her he knew there was something familiar about her deep brown eyes but at the time he just though it was because she had the same dimples and smile as Hanna, but know he knew it was because she was his. Half Hanna, half him.

He stepped into the corner shop by his apartment sne bought a bottle of vodka and another packet of cigarettes before stepping back out side and sitting on a bench.

He lit a cigarette as he sat there and took a long drag; the smoke filling his lungs and relaxing his body. Then he opened the bottle of vodka and took a large gulp, not craing about where he was or how it look. It stung his throat as he swallowed but relieved the buzzing in his head, which was all he wanted.

As soon as Hanna stepped through the front door of her Mothers house she burst into tears and slumped down onto the sofa. Her hands cupped her head as she let out a muffled sob and replayed the look Caleb had given her before he walked out. She wanted to explain to him that it wasn't her fault he didnt know Scarlett but he hadnt given her a chance to. He had left before she could tell him all about their beautiful little girl that was a product of the love they once shared for each other.

"Mommy?" A quiet voice interupted her tears as she looked up to see Scarlett shuffling overto her, dressed in her pink pyjamas. "Why are you sad?"

Hanna wiped her eyes and held out her arms for her baby girl. Scarlett climbed onto her knee and settled her head into her Mothers neck, playing with a piece of Hanna's blonde hair. Scarlett was so innocent in all of this yet it would effect her the most. Hanna presses a kiss to her forehead and pulled her closer as she closed her eyes and breathed in her sweet strawberry scent.

The sound of her phone ringing pullled her attention away from Scarlett and to Jordan's picture on the screen. She threw it back into her bag and cuddled back up with Scarlett. She knew Jordan would be worried but he was the last thing on her mind right now. All she wanted to do was hold her little girl close. "I love you so much, Baby, never forget that." She felt Scarlett smile against herneck as she let out a tired yawn.

"Love you too, Mommy."

I know its not very long but a lot happened and I hope your not too disappointed with Caleb's reaction because some of you said you didn't want him to get angry at Hanna but with Caleb's child hood I don't think he would take it well at first. Also I hope you liked the mini flashback, I think I'll put some more in from when Scarlett was a baby in the next few chapters.

Also I sent people who reviewed previews of this chapter last time and you said you liked the idea and wanted me to carry on so I will. Xxx