I'M BACKKKKKKKKK! FIRST OF ALL- I'M SORRY THAT IT TOOK SOOOOOOOO LONG TO GET BACK AT YOU PEOPLE IT WAS JUST THAT I HAD TESTS AND COULDN'T HAVE ANY IDEAS SOOO YEAHHHH….. ANYWAYS, BACK TO THE STORY. MARIE DOES NOT OWN NIGHT WORLD.

CHAPTER 3 Thierry POV

Thierry woke up uncomfortably. His hand was possessively draped across Hannah's waist. Her petite body still sleeping and clutching a pillow.

Thierry looked at Hannah, wondering how she grew up so quickly. He still pictured her as his shy but wise best friend.

Her soft, blond locks framed her delicately beautiful face. Her eyes were piercing. It was like she could see through anyone's soul. It was grey but could sometimes change according to her mood. When she was angry it would be a stormy grey, when she was happy it would be like a serene ocean bay. It was fascinating to Thierry. Hannah's nose was adorable and proud. Her lips were pouty and soft-looking.

Thierry would NOT describe her body. It felt wrong because she was his best friend. But two words would describe that body- athlete and swimmer. Actually it was thre- Thierry was cut off from his thoughts when Hannah's hand stirred and her leg shook. Her head shook from right to left and she was shouting incoherent things. Thierry immediately knew what it was and shook Hannah. Violently. Still she kept shouting. Sweat poured down her body. Her face, arms and legs.

Thierry had an idea.

He walked outside the room and walked to the kitchen. He filled a jug with water and walked back to Hannah. Thierry, paused, unsure if to continue but Hannah screamed again which he decided was a good enough reason to continue.

He poured the ice cold water in her face. Hannah bolted from her bed, wet. She looked around probably wondering why she was wet. "What happened?" Hannah asked in a small voice. Thierry answered, "You had a nightmare."

"Oh," Hannah said."Yeah." Thierry gently sat beside the girl and tuned to her. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked in gentle voice, unsure if she was going to cry.

Hannah did cry. "It was about Hunter." At the sound of the guy's name Thierry tensed but gestured for her to go on.

"H h he w wa was going to…." At this point Hannah couldn't go on to what she was going to say but Thierry understood. He remembered the incident at the beach. Hannah dreamt of Hunter raping her. That bastard was going to pay. He didn't know how but he was going to and it would hurt. A lot. With that in mind Thierry smiled a satisfied but grim smile.

Hannah POV

I woke up drenched in water. I bolted up the bed wondering who splashed me with the ice cold water and saw Thierry holding a jug. "What happened?" I asked in a small voice wondering why he splashed me. I looked at Thierry. "You were having a nightmare." He answered gently. Recognition came to Hannah. She remembered the nightmare."Oh, yeah." She was trying to forget the nightmare now. Hannah didn't even realize Thierry sitting beside her.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Thierry asked. Hannah cursed in her head but decided that she couldn't keep this to herself. She had to tell someone. Who better than Thierry; best friend, and he was right in front of her right now. Taking a breath inside her head she told Thierry. "It was about Hunter."

Hannah looked at Thierry wanting to see how she would react. Hannah saw him tense but nodded for her to go on. This was the hard part. "H h he wa was going to…." I couldn't continue. It was horrible and it was just a nightmare. What if…. no that wouldn't happen. Hannah hadn't realized that tears were spilling down her face.

Ugh, she thought. Thierry probably thinks I'm a wimp. She looked at Thierry and was frightened. He was smiling but not happily. It looked as though he was going to kill someone.

Hannah blinked. The killing smile was gone like it was never there and was replaced by Thierry's gentle smile. "Thierry?" I asked. "Hmmm?" he answered. "Are you going to be okay?" He smiled but didn't answer. "I should be the one asking you that."

"I know, but I need to know if you're okay." I said. He nodded. "Oh then can get back to sleep?" I ask, feeling tired and sleepy from crying. (A/N: I sometimes feel like this too.)

Still in Hannah's POV

I woke up thankfully not wet this time. I looked around wanting to see Thierry. He was not here. I sighed, probably out with Maya. Hannah stood up and went to the kitchen feeling hungry.

The kitchen was small having just three people living in one house. The main colour was white. The cupboards were glass. It was just a boring kitchen actually.

Hannah made coffee. She also made eggs and toasted bread. Her favorite breakfast food. After eating she went to call Thierry wanting to do something even if he was with Maya. She couldn't care if they were doing something important. In fact, she would love it if they were doing something important. She couldn't do anything with her parents because they were so busy saying they were doing this for her. They were probably just trying to avoid each other.

Thierry finally picked up. "Hannah?" Thierry asked. Did anything happen? Is Hunter there? If he is, I'm coming there." He continued, talking so fast that Hannah couldn't almost understand him. "No, he isn't here, and just please come here." She said. "Why?" He asked. "I'm bored." I answer. "I'm here with Maya." Hannah looked down even though he wasn't here. Of course he wouldn't come with her, Hannah, the best friend. Maya, unfortunately, was his girlfriend. Girlfriends always go first. She wasn't happy anymore. "Oh, okay. Never mind then. Have fu-" Hannah was interrupted. "I'll go with you! I'm getting a little bored. Maya's actually with her friends. They're discussing which color to paint their nails." Thierry said desperately. I laughed. I could just imagine Thierry making a face.

He may be the sweetest man Hannah had ever known but he was still a guy. Guys don't do Fuchsia Pink.

"Okay." Hannah said trying not to laugh. "I'll be there in 20 minutes." Thierry said, already to make up an excuse to go to Hannah.

Thierry POV

"Yeah, Maya, my mom is calling me. Telling me to go buy ….. Something!" I say to her hoping she'll believe it. She did. "Okay babe, tell her hi for me!" She answered. I sighed. I was actually kind of guilty for leaving her like this but the talk about the colors of; Bright Pink, Fuchsia Pink, Classic Pale Pink and more pink was kind of nauseating and besides, Hannah was my best friend. Best friends come first next to family.

I pulled my navy Porsche in Hannah's driveway and went inside the house. Hannah was dressed in casual clothes. I wonder if she already planned what we were going to do.

Hannah's POV

Thierry arrived and parked his car in the driveway. He came in and saw me. I looked at him. We had staring contest. In 5, 4, 3, 2.

We laughed. We always had this staring game of seeing who will make a move or look away first. Thierry had always won. Whenever he stared at me I always get lost in his chocolate brown eyes that made want to melt. "What are we doing?" He finally asked. I smiled gleefully.

"Oh, can I go to this really classy place Thierry? I've always wanted to go there. Pleaseeee?" I ask putting on my pouting face which I knew he could never really resist. Again, he didn't. Sucker. "Let's go!" Hannah shouted, excited.

We got inside his car and I ask him if I can drive this time because it will be hard me to be giving instructions every minute. He nodded.

He was okay with letting me drive but not other people.

"Okay, I think you should sleep. This will be a long ride." I said to him. "How long?" Thierry asked. "Umm, I didn't count when I went there last time." I said nervously hoping he would forget about the part where I said about going there last time. He didn't say anything which made me look at him. He was asleep. This was going to be much easier.

A/N: I'm sorry gain that it took such a long time please keep reading or those of you who haven't read. Read it please.

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