'Where Do Broken Hearts Go'
'Chapter 14'
Hannah looked at the pills, But suddenly something urged her deep inside not to do it.
'No' she screamed and she chucked the pills into the rod. She sat on the bench and sobbed, She'd thought of committing suicide.
But who'd blamed here. Everything had been perfect, Her & Emma had been great best friends and then one dumb night Hannah & Matt had kissed. Then they'd carried on for ages. She thought it was love. But it wasn't.
And now Emma was gone. GONE, How could such a small 4 lettered word have a big impact on someone's life?
Emma had committed suicide. Emma had died.
Hannah couldn't believe that a guy had ruined what they had.
'A guy who wasn't even right in the head' she said out loud bitterly, He wasn't he was a sick demented guy. It made her shiver to think of how many girls he'd conned.
She looked around the busy New York Street next to the hospital, and her eyes caught a billboard,
'Need a break, Cheap flights all over the world' the number was on the bottom, Without thinking she stored the number in her cell phone. And with that Hannah Bing, slightly happier hailed a taxi to her apartment.
2 hours later
Hannah had been staring at the phone for 1-½ hours. And hadn't moved. She wanted to do it . But she didn't know if she had the guts too pull it off.
The phone rang. Hannah jumped out of her thoughts to answer.
'Hello Bing residence'
'Hannah, It's me' the voice was almost cold which scared Hannah
'Hi mum'
'You father and I need to think we'll be out most of the night, We've made arrangements for the kids, Bye'
Dial tone
Hannah sighed and put the phone back on the stand. She looked up and saw Ross & Rachel walk in their apartment, Both were crying. Rachel collapsed on the floor rocking back and forth sobbing, and Ross joined her.
That was the sign Hannah needed. They way her mom talked to her and the pure devastation she had caused, Made her practically plunge for the phone. She needed to get away. FOR GOOD.
'Hello, Is that BA'
Pause
' Yes when's your nearest flight out of New York, I don't mind where it is as long as it's far away'
Pause
'London' Hannah thought for a moment, While the women told her the details.
'Yes definitely'
She grabbed her dad' credit card outs of the master bedroom, And gave them the number
'That leaves in 6 hours, Yes defiantly I'll take it, Yes I'm on my way'
She put the phone down, and just stared in too space. She suddenly ran into her bedroom. She had to pack. She'd rather wait at the airport than here.
It was 6 hours later. And Hannah had checked in she'd been waiting for a long, long time She'd taken one of her dad's debit cards. She felt bad for stealing. But it was for everyone's own good.
'Flight 13265 to London, Gatwick that's flight 13265 to London, Gatwick could all passengers please make their way to gate 14, Too repeat Flight 13265 to London, Gatwick that's flight 13265 to London, Gatwick could all passengers please make their way to gate 14'
Hannah jumped up backpack in hand, and walked to the doors, That would lead her out of the waiting room. She turned around. She'd left a long letter for her mom and dad apologising, and telling them she'd send the money as soon as she had it, and that she'd phone when she'd pulled her self together.
Half of her had been praying they'd turn up, demand she didn't go. Pull her into their arms and tell her that everything would be okay. But then she thought 'snap back to reality. Its not okay beautiful friendships have been broken. And it's your entire fault.'
Hannah sighed, handed her ticket to the woman at the desk. And walked into the walkway to the gate.
'No' Monica screamed as Hannah had walked into the doors, It was that point onwards that they couldn't get passed. They'd come home 4 hours ago to find a long letter. They'd immediately in a panic phoned a cab that'd been caught in traffic for 2 hours. And now Monica & Chandler had lost their daughter. To London, England.
'Did we miss her' Chandler said as he got to the side of Monica. She'd charged ahead of him, and he'd lost her.
'Yeah we lost her' Monica said crying. Chandler pulled her into his arms unshed tears threatening to spill 'Come on sweetie, We've got to get home, We'll just have to wait'
'We need to get to London, Chandler' Monica said pulling away from her husband
'Honey, We'll have to wait before my wages come through, That's a week okay, A week and we'll be reunited'
'Okay'
Chandler & Monica walked outside the airport. Without Hannah.
Hannah sat in her seat, and buckled her seat belt, She was at the back of the aircraft, All alone.
She opened up her bag. It was a picture of Emma and herself, Then a picture of Hannah and the rest of the Bing's.
A teardrop splashed onto the photo, Then another one.
She realised she was moving. And before she knew it the plane hurtled down the runway.
They started to climb. She looked out at the view, And the pictures.
'No going back' she muttered.