Here is the next chapter I know I said I wouldn't update again until Tuesday night but I wanted to get this one posted before the next episode. Anyway, it's the last one I have ready to roll on out and the end of my pre-thought plot line. So let me know what could come next. I really need advice for the next few chapters. But I already have the end written (don't worry that doesn't mean it has to end anytime soon) and a few little ideas to get me there but that doesn't mean the story is set in stone. Anything could happen and for all I know, the plotline could do a whole 180 on me and go in the opposite direction. Never know what could happen until it's posted. On with the story!
"Oh Hanna! Thank God you're awake. You might wanna mentally prepare yourself. Your mom is getting suspicious. She wants to know why Caleb was driving your car," Hanna vaguely heard as her eyes fluttered open.
"Fuck, not again," Hanna said as she realized where she was, "I'm never going near another car ever again."
"Hanna. We have bigger problems right now," the voice Hanna recognized as Aria's continued.
"What could be worse than my second car related injury?" Hanna moaned checking herself for any injuries. Her right wrist was wrapped and there were a couple cuts that shouldn't leave scars. She was extremely lucky. Aria and Emily exchanged glances as if communicating telepathically.
"Well Caleb was driving your car," Emily said slowly letting the words sink into Hanna's mind before opening her mouth to continue.
"Where is he? Is he ok? I need to see him!" Hanna yelled throwing the blankets off of her and getting out of bed.
"Hanna you can't right now. We have other things to discuss," Aria said as she and Emily fought to keep Hanna in her bed.
"And if this was you and Ezra, what would you do?" Hanna paused to bite back at Aria.
"Just wait and listen to us first. Then I'll take you to see him," Emily bargained with Hanna ignoring the 'that wasn't our plan' look she was getting from Aria.
"Fine. But talk quickly," she said sitting on the edge of her bed, ready to pounce up and run into Caleb's room.
"You're mom is suspicious. We told her that he was driving you home because you felt sick and had taken some pain meds that would make you dizzy so you called him," Emily explained the less than awful part of what had to be said.
"Ok so can I go see him now?" Hanna said. Sure it was great that her friends told her the cover story but she really just wanted to see Caleb and stay in his arms.
"Not yet," Emily said cautiously leaving it to be explained by Aria.
"Spencer is in serious trouble," Aria began but was interrupted by an impatient Hanna.
"I couldn't care less about her right now. Can I just go see Caleb please?" Hanna said using her perfect sad face directed at Emily.
"Fine but I should warn you. You were lucky. Caleb isn't in such great shape," Emily said as she helped Hanna up and out to Caleb's room across the hall.
"Now remember he wasn't as lucky as you but nothing is life-threatening," Emily said pulling Hanna to the side and explaining. But her voice wasn't the only one Hanna heard.
"No Jenna. I don't know anything new. I told you all I know. Yes I'm sure; it's all over between me and her. Now just bring me the money," Caleb's voice was heard on the other side of the door.
"You…you…ugh! I trusted you! You were just using me to get information. I thought you actually cared," Hanna said as she flung open his door and marched to his bed. She would've hit him repeatedly but she realized how bad he had taken the accident and was already in enough pain. Emily stood idly by the door unsure of what to do before deciding to step out and listen for any signs of the possible attempt on Caleb's life that might play out in the next few minutes.
"Hanna let me explain," he groaned as he tried to catch her arm before she stormed out.
"Fine. You have one minute. Go," she said hoping he would give her a damn good reason for what he did. He at least deserved the chance to explain. After all, she had done some pretty bad things too and he never questioned her.
"She knew that I had worked on Emily's phone and offered me money to make myself available to you. She wanted me to listen in on your conversations. I needed the money and I thought it was just typical bitch fight stuff. But then I got to know you and there was whatever it was between us. After you let me stay in your basement, I actually started to like you and I thought you liked me and since I've been living in your house, I've been lying to her. But she started using the fact I liked you to pull you closer to me. She gave me money to make you love me, to do things that I wanted to do but felt wrong when she gave me the money. Then she asked me to leave you and break your heart. I couldn't. So I told her I was done taking her money and I wanted out. She offered one last mission, task, whatever. She said if I came clean with our relationship-or whatever it was-to your mom and got sent away she would leave you alone and offered me cash. I thought she might be this A person who was scaring you so badly so I took her offer. I thought it would benefit both of us. I was just trying to protect you," he said wincing as he tried to pull her closer.
"…I don't…" Hanna began slowly thinking about each word before it left her lips. She finally began to speak but was interrupted.
"Your mom already knows. She told me to get out of your house and stay out of your life. You don't have to say the same thing. I get it I'm a jerk. I just didn't want this to end up the way it did with Grace, in a hospital without anything being said. Just go back to your room and you can think whatever. Aria already brought me all my stuff from your house. I won't go back this time," he said letting her go.
"I didn't…" Hanna started but was interrupted again but this time by a different voice.
"Hanna? What are you doing in there? Get back to your room," Mrs. Marin called from the hall, very upset with both her daughter and Caleb. Hanna trudged back to her room suddenly very tired.
"Excuse me, where would I find Caleb Rivers," another new voice rang out down the hall sounding alarm bells in Hanna's head.
"Just down the hall to the left, room 316. Do you need me to walk you?" the attendant asked the dark haired girl.
"No. I'm sure I can find my way. Thank you though," the voice finished as the small clinks of her metal cane echoed down the hall, getting closer with each tap against the tile.
