Once Hannahs tears had subsided Chloe gently pulled her back and looked at her. The exhaustion on her face was clear to see.

'You should get some rest.' She gently led Hannah back to her bed and got her to lay down. 'I'll be in my room if you need me. If you get scared come and find me' Hannahs eyes fluttered closed and she let the wave of tiredness take her off into a deep sleep. Chloe gently brushed Hannahs hair back and leant over her, gently kissing the top of her head. The four girls were like sisters and even though Chloe knew it was stupid she felt like the kiss would protect Hannah from her bad dreams and let her sleep. She walked out the door and hesitated about shutting it. She decided to pull it about 2/3 of the way closed so that she could hear if Hannah had a bad dream.

She ran her hand though her hair as she climbed the few steps to her room. She needed a shower but it would have to wait until she knew that Hannah was awake and that she wouldn't be needed.

She paused at her doorway before moving onto the next door and into Becas room. She saw Beca lying with her back to the door and she could see her tablet lit up over her shoulder. She gently climbed onto the bed and cuddled up next to her. Chloes exhaustion overcame her and she let out a large yawn.

'You should get some sleep.' Beca said without turning around. She knew that although her best friend had slept a bit, she would've spent most of the night worrying and checking that Hannah was ok. When she didn't get a response from Chloe she looked over her shoulder and saw that the redhead was biting her lip. Beca could almost see the internal argument she was having. On the one hand she was tired and needed to look after herself, on the other she wanted to be there incase Hannah needed her.

'It's ok, I'll listen out for her. I'll wake you if she needs you.'

Chloe looked at her best friend. This was so typical of Beca. She seemed hard and unapproachable to the outside world, but she would always ensure their friends looked after themselves, even if they were looking after someone else. She remembered how throughout the time Beca needed her, not a day would go by, however low Beca was, without her asking if she was ok, checking she was looking after herself, making sure that she was not a burden. She ghosted a nod before her head made contact with the soft pillow and like Hannah had earlier, fell asleep almost instantly.

Carrie woke up and rolled onto her side. After blinking a few times she looked across at the clock. It was late even by her standards. Then she remembered what happened last night. The look of terror on her best friends face and how upset she was that she couldn't comfort her. The house around her was quiet. Normally there would be the gently sound of music playing or people walking around. She figured they had all gone out.

Without her.

She turned back onto her back and stared up at the ceiling. She didn't know why but she felt sad, jealous even. She tried to reason with herself. It wasn't Hannahs fault she was scared and yes it was better that she got comfort from someone, even if it wasn't her. But the way she had flinched away from her but not Chloe. It was as though she had done something wrong.

'They probably wanted to get away from me.' She whispered to herself.

She sighed and got up. As she left her room and headed to the bathroom she was surprised to see Hannahs door slightly open, normally if they go out it's closed. She turned and looked up towards where Beca and Chloes rooms were. Both their doors were open too. As she walked past Chloes she saw no sign of her in the room and still no duvet on the bed. She walked the few steps to Becas door and nearly jumped at the sight of the two Americans lying on the bed. Chloe didn't react at all to Carries presence, but Beca looked over and smiled.

'Are you ok?' She asked. Carrie just replied with a small nod. Beca could see the mixture of emotions in Carries face, but one was blaringly obvious. She was upset. Very gently Beca stood up and carefully stepped over the sleeping figure and lightly off the bed to the doorway where Carrie stood.

'Hannah was scared last night, she probably feels terrible for everything that happened.' Beca looked directly into Carries brown eyes. 'Talk to her when she wakes up. I have a feeling she needs her best friend.'

Carrie shifted uncomfortably. 'How do you know so much about this?' she asked. Her mind latched onto what Beca had said to her the previous night. 'You said Chloe looked after you.'

Beca's gaze dropped. She knew that with how close they had all become it was going to be difficult to avoid why they moved to the UK, but she had hoped to be more prepared when the time came. 'She did. Things got pretty bad for me, but Chloe caught me before it was too late.'

'What happened?' Carrie didn't want to intrude but the question just fell out of her mouth.

Beca looked at the blonde haired girl who was just a few months younger than her but who seemed in this moment to be so much more.

'Another day. Let's look after Hannah for now.' Beca smiled at Carrie. What she had been through was still difficult and even though she acted as though she was over it, it still had a hold over her.

Carrie accepted Becas response but she still felt at a loss.

'What do I do though? What do I say? How can I help her?' She stopped at Becas touch on her arm.

'Just be her best friend. Be the person you always are. Just listen to her if she wants to talk. Let Chloe be the comfort and let yourself be the best friend.'

'What about you?'

'I'll provide the soundtrack.' Beca smirked and let out an internal sigh of relief when she saw a genuine smile appear on Carrie's face. 'Have you decided on a dress for tomorrow yet?'

The smile dropped from Carries face, but Beca wasn't worried. For the past few days Carrie had been constantly asking for opinions on which dress was appropriate for the occasion the following day.

'I've got it down to 2. I think i'll decide tomorrow when my Mam gets here.' Carrie looked over at Beca. She knew what Beca had done, averting her attention onto something else and she was grateful. She turned away from Beca and went into the bathroom with the same look Chloe had worn earlier whilst making a decision.

Beca let out a little laugh and climbed back onto her bed, where Chloe immediately reached out and cuddled her. Even in her sleep, Chloe did not understand boundaries, Beca thought to herself.

Hannah looked up from her desk at the knock on her door. She frowned as she looked over to the open door. No-one knocks on the door if it's open she thought.

'Yeah?'

Carrie nervously stepped into the room. Her hands were wringing, giving her nerves away. 'Hey... Are you..'

'I'm sorry.' Hannah blurted out interrupting Carrie. Carrie suddenly felt all of her nervousness disappear and she was knelt next to Hannahs desk in an instant.

'You have nothing to be sorry about.' She looked into Hannahs eyes. 'We were worried about you. Is something going on?'

Hannah looked away. She didn't want to talk about any of this with Carrie as she knew how upset she would get and she was worrried she wouldn't be able to handle it.

Carrie remembered what Beca had said to her.

'It's ok if you don't want to talk to me about it. As long as you let us know if you need us.' Hannah nodded in response and she could feel all the guilt overtaking her. 'Now come here and have a cwtch.'

Carrie pulled Hannah into a hug, and then spotted the dress hanging up on the back of the door.

'Oooh, is that what you're wearing tomorrow?' She moved over to the dress and stroked the blue and white swirly pattern. 'I've never seen you in a dress.'

'Yeah... my aunt insisted...' Hannah pulled a face. She was much more at home in jeans and a t-shirt. Carrie laughed before going forward and grabbing Hannahs hands. This time Hannah didn't flinch and Carrie gave her a huge grin.

'We're graduating tomorrow!' She shouted as she jumped up and down.

Graduation at the beginning of term?! What is this weird practice I hear you ask. Well I don't since no-one reviews but ah well, it just means I can continue to write this however I want!

It will get a lot more angsty soon, and it will explain why Beca and Chloe moved to the UK. It will involve emotional abuse (not physical) so be warned...