Hanna

"My little brother is off limits, if 'A' wasn't around I could be fine with it, but we have a stalker who is prepared to put all our loved ones in prison, an asylum, and murder them. I will not let Mike get any closer to any of us than necessary, he stays out of this! How could you just kiss him?" Aria continued.

"I didn't, OK! He kissed me! I am sorry okay, I don't want to see him get hurt either, he has just been helping me through a lot, I didn't mean to get him involved in anything." snapped Hanna.

"Hanna, this isn't just about 'A'! Mike was in hospital trying to defend you against this random creep which had nothing to do with 'A'. I don't want to see you 2 hanging out together, please promise me that," Aria pleaded tears coursing down her cheeks.

" I lost my mom to 'A', I can't lose him," Aria cried silently, using her middle finger to wipe the tears away.

"I promise," swore Hanna, placing her hand on Aria's shoulder comfortingly.

"Listen I didn't mean to blow up, as in I knew Mike liked you and stuff, but... yeah."

"No I get it, my mom has the threat of going to jail again from all this wilden stuff going on. I didn't mean to get him in harms way."

Aria briefly smiled at Hanna, showing an understanding between them.

"Are you going to tell Mike about 'A'?" Hanna pondered.

"I guess I have to now, he is apart of this, and he doesn't let things go easily," Aria answered.

"You can say that again," Hanna said under her breath so only her own ears could hear. Mike still held onto that crush he had years ago, just thinking about it made her laugh.

"Anyway, you totally had a crush on Jason, so you can't bag on Mike?" Hanna teased.

Aria laughed through her sniffles.


Hanna lay in bed that night, the kiss resonating in her mind, his lips on hers... No stop Hanna!

So much had happened that night, Mona was out of Radley, the girl who tortured her was free, but she wasn't 'A', someone else was after them, someone had taken over.

She went into the shower letting the hot suds ease her muscles, the lemon scent seeping into her pores, scrubbing the mud off her. Mike however kept poring into her mind and the topic of thought always seemed to connect to him.


Mike

Why was Aria so controlling? He was sure Hanna would've kissed him back if she hadn't been there.

Was she thinking about me? Did she like it? Was I too patronizing? Was it too soon?

Thoughts swirled around his mind, all over Hanna. He was back to this obsession again, he wanted to get rid of it, but the mere prospect of Hanna being in his arms were enough for him to forget all pessimistic thoughts. She was pretty before, when they had first kissed that was, but now she was not just pretty, but fragile, funny, shy, confident, sexy... and that was where his thoughts collapsed into an abyss of fantasy.

His ankles had swollen to the size of 2 grapefruits each, with a sharp pain a constant in his feet. Of course his mom and dad scolded him but Aria had told him he had lost his phone and got caught up lacrosse. Who was that figure?

Mike's analysis had come to 3 points;

-The figure was Male.

-He was very muscular.

-He was violent.

Wasn't this meant to be Mona?

Who was this creep?

"Mike, are you sure you don't need to go see a doctor?"

"Yes mom, I'm sure." he repeated for what felt like the millionth time.

Ella turned off the T.V and stared down at his ankles, "Your ankles would disagree, you are seeing the doctors."

"Mom, I'm on enough meds, they will heal soon," said Mike.

"No, I'm going to call an ambulance," she replied as she got her mobile phone out.

Mike threw his hands up in defeat, a scowl appearing on his face.

"My son Mike, his ankles are swelling up from lacrosse I think he damaged them, yeah (insert postcode), thank you," Ella turned off her phone and kissed her sons forehead.

Authors note

Disclaimer

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