A/N: Hi, inspiration for stories seems to have hit at the moment! I have to warn readers that this may contain some triggers with themes of rape and violence but I will not be graphically describing anything I deem to be too triggering to anyone and I will ensure I put a warning before each chapter if there is anything within them I feel will be of a triggering nature to any reader.
I don't have a ship in mind for this story at the moment, but it'll be either Haleb, Spanna or Hannily and I've decided to leave this up to the readers as I love all three equally and I'd love to be able to just see where the story ends up.
This chapter is going to begin when Caleb and Hanna broke up pre season seven and will continue through season seven if you guys like it.
Reviews are always appreciated and I thank anyone in advance who takes the time to read and review this story as it means so much to me.
"You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over-analysing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying would could've, would've happened... or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on." - Tupac Shakur
Their relationship had been on the edge already. Hanna had been working too much, Caleb had been waiting around too much and she could feel him slipping away. And now, as she looked at him, she knew it was over before he even had to say anything. She could see it in his eyes, she could see the pain that she had caused him and still, she couldn't open her mouth to explain that she hadn't caused his heart to break on purpose. She hadn't planned, or expected them to come to this. They were Caleb and Hanna, they were never meant to end. At least, not like this.
The blonde opened her mouth to say something, anything, but the words didn't come. They were stuck in her throat and she knew he needed to hear the truth. He deserved to know the truth and still, she couldn't tell him, so instead, she had to stand there in complete silence with tears falling down her face as she watched the person she loved so much, fall apart.
"You slept with someone else." He finally said, and Hanna could only shake her head as she sobbed, but he repeated the words, the shock settling in. Her back was pressed against the door, her hair soaked from running home whilst it rained – it would have been a happy ending if the reason she had been running home to the man she loved had been for anything other than the reality of the situation. They hadn't slept together in almost six months for various reasons - Hanna was too tired, Hanna worked way too much, when she was home she usually fell asleep on the couch and he had to carry her to bed and then they just became one of those couples who stayed because they loved each other but both knew they couldn't go on like this much longer.
It was why Caleb had made the decision that they would go travelling together, even though Hanna was terrified. She was still a college student, she was an intern and she knew she could be so easily replaced but she was about to go into her final year of college and she wanted to experience everything life had to offer before she graduated and started the career of her dreams. Now that plan seemed long forgotten as he looked down at the discarded pregnancy test. She had been stupid enough to hide it in a box under her bed but by coincidence, he had been looking for something and had found it.
When she gotten the text asking her to explain, she had felt her heart drop and her entire body shook because she knew she had lost him. She had ran all the way home, in the hope that she could fix what she had done but she knew it would be impossible. She had seen his face when she had walked into that apartment and the only thing stopping him from leaving right then was her body pressed up against the door in an attempt to stop him.
She was pregnant with another man's baby. Of course he would leave but she wanted to explain that it wasn't what he thought it was but she couldn't say the words. They were stuck in her throat, floating around in her head, forever a thought she would keep inside of her. "Who was he?" Caleb finally asked, as he grabbed some of his clothes from the closet and threw them into a bag he had started packing before she even entered through that door. He wasn't stupid, he knew she couldn't have gone six months without knowing she was pregnant, and if she had, then she wouldn't have hidden the test from him. They had talked about being parents after a scare she had over a year ago and he had promised her that whether it happened in a few months or a few years, he'd be there for her because he couldn't wait to have kids with her. So, why would she hide it from him if he was the father?
She wouldn't have. He knew that much and so did she, she couldn't even pretend as though there was a chance he could be the father of the life growing inside of her. She didn't even know who the father was, so she couldn't even answer the question as she just watched Caleb packing everything, getting ready to walk out of her life. They were meant to start their trip in the early hours of the morning, they were supposed to leave for the airport in just a few hours and now what? Would he go without her all because she couldn't say what she needed to say?
"Answer me!" He finally screamed, the tears falling down his own face as Hanna wrapped her arms around herself and sobbed, "I-I don't know," She whispered, "I don't know, I don't know..." He let out a bitter laugh and shook his head, throwing his phone down on the bed as he grabbed what he needed and put them into his bag before eventually, he took the plane tickets from the side.
Don't go, please don't leave me.
She couldn't say anything as she just watched him, flinching when he approached her, "Stop playing the victim, you did this. I was here, every single night, waiting for you to come home and you were with someone else. You're not the victim here, Hanna." His words were filled with anger, a bitterness that broke her heart because she had done this to him. But the word 'victim' echoed through her head as she slowly moved away from the door so he could escape the mess that was their relationship. She was broken, and he deserved better.
The way he looked at her; with pure disgust, the hatred that filled his eyes alongside the pure pain that she had caused. She couldn't blame him for thinking the worst of her because she had been the worst version of herself since she started the internship of her dreams. Caleb had been forgotten because he was always there, and she had taken that for granted because Caleb wasn't meant to leave her. He had promised that he would never leave her and she thought that over-working herself, barely seeing him, spending a few nights away from him, all of that would be nothing compared to the drama that they had gone through with A back in Rosewood.
When the door slammed, she slid down onto the floor and wrapped her arms around her legs as the sound of her sobs filled their studio apartment. "I didn't want him to..." She finally whispered, the words falling from her lips too late. Caleb was gone, and she was stuck carrying the baby of a man who had gripped onto her a little too tightly, slammed her against the wall with such force, she thought she would never see Caleb again. And now she never would because she couldn't say the words she should have said weeks before.
"Come back..." She sobbed into the empty room, wishing she had told him the truth as she slammed her head back against the wall. "Come back..."
