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It had now been two months since Caleb left. He was comfortably laying in his small bed on his bare back, staring at the same blank white ceiling he looked at every night. Some nights for hours, and some for the whole night. Aside from the fact that he couldn't stop thinking about Hanna, he just wasn't a fan of sleeping in strange places. Not to mention he was in a foreign country, full of terrorists. So it wasn't exactly the most comforting situation to be in.
He rolled over and looked at the small green digits that read 1:42. Rolling back over he groaned and rubbed his eyes, thinking of anything that would help him get some much needed sleep. But after being there for two months, he had come to the conclusion that if his body wanted to sleep, it would. And apparently tonight wasn't one of those nights. So he sat up in his bed, thinking about what had been on his mind for so long. The phone on the other side of the building. They had been told multiple times that if they needed it, they had to contact their supervisor, fill out a form explaining in detail the nature of their emergency, and be supervised while talking. But Caleb was never one to follow rules and was finally able to convince himself he should give it a shot. So he threw on a shirt and slipped on his shoes, then walked out into the barren and dimly lit hallway. And just like a little kid, he slowly and carefully walked down it, not wanting to wake anyone. After reaching the end of the hall, he quietly walked down three flights of steps and into another hall. He soon spotted the main office room of the warehouse building and it seemed to be empty. So he continued walking over to the phone on the wall. But his heart sank when he heard a toilet flush and someone washing their hands in the small bathroom in the office. He would have grabbed the phone and ran but it was attached to the wall with a cord.
A security guard came from the bathroom and said, "No no, you know the rules."
Caleb gave him an annoyed look and said, "Come on man, it's important."
"Is someone dying?"
Caleb paused a little too long before replying, "Yes."
"Nice try, now go back to sleep."
"Please, no one will even know, it's the middle of the night. And I'm never going to fall asleep if I can't just make this one call. Come on, don't you have people you miss, and love."
"Yeah, I do. Which is why a need this job to support them, and breaking regulations won't keep me employed. Sorry, I don't make the rules, just enforce 'em."
"Then I want to talk to who ever is in charge."
The guard laughed at him before simply responding, "No you don't."
After it was found out that someone (Caleb) had taken a twenty minute outside call two months ago, stricter rules were enforced and the phones were taken off the working floors.
"Please, I'm begging you, just five minutes." Caleb desperately said to the stubborn guard.
"Nope. Not after I had to sit through a two hour meeting about how if anyone broke the rules my whole crew would be replaced. Fill out a form if it's that important." The guy handed him a large packet then said, "But I'm telling you now, they're designed not be able to be filled out."
"What? Why?"
"Because, then everyone would be down here everyday making calls instead of working. This what the real world is like kid, get used to it. Sorry."
"But I'm not doing that, this is the first time I've been down here."
"So? There are not exceptions."
"It's one freakin call! Come on!"
"Hey watch it! Yelling at an armed guard is an offense buddy."
Caleb groaned and slowly walked all the way back to his room feeling defeated and angry.
"Hanna, lets go. As your friend I can't let you sit in here any longer being sad." Said Amanda.
The crying had stopped, and now she just felt depressed and lonely all the time. She had now gone two whole month without hearing his voice. And it was killing her. The side of her thinking that Caleb wasn't coming back grew stronger and stronger everyday.
Hanna was laying in her bed on her stomach hugging her pillow and wearing the hoodie she took from his room the night she found out. She looked up at Amanda and mumbled, "I don't feel like it."
"Yes you do, come on, I miss the old Hanna."
"So do I."
"So change that! Come to this frat party with me, please..." Amanda wined.
Hanna sat up and crossed her arms. "No, I really don't feel like getting wasted and doing something I'm going to regret."
"We won't, I'll make sure. Just me and you like old times. You need to have some fun."
"I don't know... You're going to end up going off with some guy."
"So? Guys absolutely adore you, it will be fun." She gave her a pleading smile.
Hanna gave her a puzzled look, "Yeah, that's exactly why I don't want to go."
"Ugh, Hanna! I'm not taking no for an answer. Now get ready. You've dragged me to plenty of parties when I'm feeling down to cheer me up, now it's my turn."
Hanna rolled her eyes and signed, finally giving in. She drug herself out of her warm bed and and changed into a pair of skinny jeans with a white flowy tank top and heels.
"There. Happy." Said Hanna.
Amanda perkily respond, "Very!" And opened the door as they both walked out.
"This IS fun." Slurred Hanna after downing eight shots with Amanda.
Amanda laughed, "I know right... Lets go dance." She flirtatiously waved at two guys sitting on the other side of the counter.
Hanna looked up at them and then turned to Amanda and amusingly slurred, "Hey I know that guy."
"The blonde one that's looking at you right now?"
"Yeah, his name is, umm, Dominic I think." She slowly said trying to remember over all the alcohol.
"Then lets goooo." She stood up and was waiting for Hanna, "Come on, they're looking at us. And really hot."
Hanna depressingly mumbled, "I can't."
"Yes you can, come on, Caleb will never even know."
She gave her an annoyed expression and said, "Thats not the point." And took another drink.
"Then what is the point. He left. And if you want to have fun you can."
"And what if I don't want to?"
"You're Hanna freakin Marin, I know you want to. It's just dancing."
"Which turns into grinding..."
"Fine, whatever, but I'm going."
"Fine, I'm not." Said Hanna not giving in.
Amanda walked over to the guy, and Dominic walked over and sat down where Amanda was previously sitting next to Hanna.
"It's Hanna right?"
"Yeah, and you're Dominic."
He smiled and said, "You remembered."
"And you remembered me." She said while smiling back.
"Well you're kind of hard to forget."
She looked at him and giggled, then picked up her cup to take another drink.
"Whoa..." He took the cup from her. "I don't think that's too smart."
"No..." She wined. "It's helping to take my mind off of, things."
He laughed and replied, "I'm sure it is. But there's other things that can help with that."
"And what are you suggesting?" She wildly asked knowing the answer.
He moved closer to her and said, "I don't know, what are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking... that I already have a boyfriend."
Dominic looked around the room, "And is he here?" He said smiling at her trying to make a point.
"Why does that even matter? I'm not available." She simply stated.
He softly said, "And how can I change that?" Then put his arm on the back of her chair and moved even closer.
She glared at him and said, "Go away." Shutting down his attempt at coming onto her. She was drunk and trying to make the correct decision.
"What? Come on, we're only talking."
"Then I would appreciate it if you would back up."
"Fine." He moved over and leaned on the counter. "So, what are you trying to drink off your mind?"
"None of your business."
"Hmm, let me think. What do girls get upset about? Guys. You're boyfriend, what happened?"
Hanna rested her elbows on the edge of the counter and put her face in her hands. "I don't want to talk about it."
"Talking helps."
"Why do you even care?"
"Someone should, so why can't it be me?"
She sighed and said, "He got this job, and I haven't seen or heard from him in two months."
"Wow, sounds like a great guy."
She looked up to glared at him and scoffed. "Shut up. You have no idea what you're talking about."
"Maybe not... but I do know how you can get back at him."
Hanna gave him an annoyed look. "You wish."
"So do you." He said moving closer again.
"No, I really don't."
"I think you do, I can see it."
"I think you should leave now." She forcefully said.
"I think you need to relax and have some fun, come on. What's the worst that can happen?"
"You and me can happen, that's what."
He was happy they were on the same page. "And what's so bad about that?"
She rolled her eyes at him and got up to walk away into the other room through all the loud people everywhere. She found an empty couch and sat down. But seconds later Dominic was coming up behind her to sit next to her.
"Why are you following me?"
"Because I like you." He simply stated while sitting a little too close.
She turned to him and was reminded just how good looking he really is. With big blue eyes, toned facial features, and thick blonde that was spiked up in the front. He saw that she was softening her stubborn mood so he moved closer and put his arm across the top of the couch above her. He gently put his hand on her jaw and leaned in to try to kiss her. Being so drunk she didn't even realize what was happening at first. But as their faces continued to get closer she snapped out of what was going on and stood up. She couldn't believe she let things get so far, she shouldn't have even been talking to him because she knew how he felt about her from when they first met that night.
He stood up and was standing in front of her. "What?" He asked.
"Why would you do that? I told you I-" she angrily started but was cut off.
"Look if he cared what you do he would be here." He angrily shot back.
She was now getting really fed up with everything. She shook her head in an annoyed matter. "You know what, you're an idiot. So leave me alone, I barley even know you so I'm not arguing with you about this when you don't even know the whole story and probably couldn't care less." Then walked away again to find Amanda, and they left.
She got back and changed back into her comfy clothes to lay down. She didn't even want to think about what almost happened. But couldn't stop. And it was making her miss Caleb even more. It wasn't some stupid guy she wanted to have fun with, it was Caleb. And as strong as she had been the past month, she felt herself breaking down again. She wanted him back so badly after what happened.
Omg!:( what do you guys think this weeks episode means for haleb? i mean he shouldn't be mad at her... its not her fault it's A's! ughhhh!
Please please review:) I worked really hard on this and didn't get a lot on the last chapter:( thanks to those of you who did tho!
