What happens when Hanna's biggest fear comes true?
Hanna was broken.
Emily had broken up with her just a mere five minutes before this, and she felt like her world was crumbled and on the ground.
"Hanna?" Ashley called into her daughter's bedroom. She had witnessed Emily leave the house in tears just a few seconds before she rushed upstairs to console her daughter.
Hearing no answer, Ashley swung the door open and rushed into the room. There she found Hanna sitting on her bed, with her face implanted in the pillows. Her body was convulsing and her fingers gripped so tightly onto the pillow that Ashley was sure they were going to break from strain.
"Hanna? Honey, are you okay?"
Hanna still didn't answer her, but her cries got louder and more heart aching. Ashley knew that she wasn't going to get an actual answer from her daughter, so instead she climbed into Hanna's bed and took her into her arms.
The rest of the night was spent shushing and comforting her broken daughter.
At 5 the next morning, Pam got a very worried phone call from Ashley.
"Has Emily told you anything?"
"No, I finally got her to stop crying and fall asleep around 3:30 in the morning. I called the school and told them she wouldn't be going to school today. I'm going to try to talk to her when she wakes up, but I have a feeling she won't tell me much."
There was a moment of silence on the phone between the two women.
"…Do you think it's really over?" Neither woman knew what to answer.
Aria and Spencer were completely oblivious to the fact that their best friends were fighting, and that was the reason they were absent.
"Do you think they had a long night, or another sick day?" Aria asked, worriedly.
"I don't know, but it's really unlike them to not tell us why they aren't here."
"Well, there's an hour until free period. Maybe we should go see them."
"Yeah, I'll meet you by your locker?" Spencer confirmed. Aria nodded and they went their separate ways.
Emily hadn't moved from her position since she woke up. Her body was aching and her headache was so bad that she felt like her head was literally splitting in half.
But Emily couldn't care less.
Pam came in periodically to ensure that Emily hadn't harmed herself, and was actually still alive. She was so worried about her daughter, and she had called Wayne to inform of the things that were happening. He had asked to speak with her, but the triumph was shot down by Emily's refusal to mutter a single word.
Hanna was in worst condition than Ashley had ever seen her in. Her blonde hair was tousled and wild, her clothes were wrinkled, her face was smudged with makeup, and her eyes were bloodshot.
Unlike Emily, Hanna had spoken to her mom enough to know that she and Emily had in fact broken up. Ashley knew that this was one of Hanna's biggest fears. Hanna had loved Emily since the 7th grade, and now, in their senior year, loved Emily more than she had ever loved anything.
"Do you know why she did this?" Ashley asked. A fresh stream of tears rolled down Hanna's face.
"It's so stupid! We got into a stupid fucking fight over me being a jealous asshole. It's all because of Spencer!"
"I thought you had forgiven Spencer?"
"I did, and we are still best friends. I don't know why, but every time she even mentions Spencer's name I get so angry!"
"It sounds like you don't trust her." Ashley said quietly.
"That's what she said. I just don't know why she broke up with me." Hanna cried.
"Hanna, a relationship is based on trust. You've already gotten into so many fights because you're jealous of Spencer. I would've broken up with you too. It's obvious that Emily loves you. You've been together close to four years. You have to stop being so jealous."
"Mom, you're making a lot of sense right now, but I already knew all of this. I know that I'm not supposed to be jealous like this all the time, but I can't help that I feel that way." Hanna cried.
"I'm sorry honey."
"Don't be sorry, just tell me how I can get her back. I love her, mom."
"I know you do sweetie. Why don't we go over to the Fields'? We can talk to Emily. How does that sound?" Ashley asked. Hanna's heart nearly jumped out of her chest when she thought of seeing Emily again.
"Okay."
Pam was surprised when she answered the door to find the Marin's on the other side.
"Ashley, Hanna." Pam greeted. She stepped aside to let them in.
"Hello Pam." Ashley replied. Hanna avoided eye contact with the woman that looked so much like the woman she was in love with. She was ashamed that she was the one that broke her daughter's heart, even though she promised she would never.
"Are you two here to see Emily?" Pam asked.
"Yes, Hanna wants to talk with her, and I think that it would be best if the girls spoke."
"I agree. I'll go and get her. You two can make yourselves at home in the living room." Pam said before going up the stairs and into Emily's room. Emily had just gotten out of the shower, after Pam made her, and gotten dressed in some more pajamas.
"Em, Hanna and her mom are here." Emily's eyes widened and tears sprung from them.
"W-what?" She definitely wasn't ready to see Hanna yet.
"They want to talk."
"I can't see her mom. I'm not ready. Please understand." Emily pleaded.
"I know you may not be ready, but I think that you two need to at least talk on behalf of Aria and Spencer. They are going to want to know what's going on between you two. I think if you two are really over, you should try and remain friends."
"Mom, I can't be around her right now. The second I see her big, beautiful, blue eyes I'm going to cave. I need her to realize that she has to trust me."
"So that's what this is about?" Pam questioned.
"Yes. She thinks that I'm going to leave her for Spencer. I'm tired of her not trusting me. It hurts." Emily cried.
"Oh Honey. You want to hear a story?" Pam asked and Emily nodded.
"When your father was first enlisted, he had to be stationed in Georgia for a month. I convinced myself a million times that he was cheating on me, and after a while I exploded on the inside. I told him that I couldn't be an army wife. So we ended."
"You and dad broke up?" Emily's eyes widened again.
"We did. For about a week, before we realized that we were being stupid. We loved each other, and we needed to have trust in each other. You and Hanna are not over. You two love each other more than any two people I've even seen. Even more than your father and I do, and I love your father from here to the moon and back. You and Hanna need to talk and I know that's not going to be easy, but it will work." Pam told her.
"…I'm scared."
"Of what?" Pam pushed some of Emily's hair behind her ear.
"What happens if we really are over?"
"…Then you have to be strong and try to remain friends. Remember, she was your friend before this, and she will be your friend after." Pam kissed Emily's forehead and grabbed her hand, pulling her off the bed and out of the room.
As they descended down the stairs, Emily's heart began racing faster and faster. She knew that once she saw Hanna, her heart would instantly forget why they were even fighting and take her back instantly. Emily didn't want that to happen. She wanted Hanna to realize that she needed to have trust in her.
They finally arrived in the living room, and Hanna's blue eyes locked with Emily's chocolate brown ones.
"Hello Emily." Ashley smiled. Emily was like another daughter to her, and just because she and Hanna aren't doing well, doesn't mean that she didn't love Emily the same.
"Hi Ashley." Emily almost whispered back. Hanna noticed that Emily sounded so broken and she was the one to blame for that.
"Ashley, would you like to join me in the kitchen while the girls talk this out?" Pam asked.
"Of course. You can show me the recipe to that amazing linguini that you always make." Ashley followed Pam into the kitchen, leaving Emily and Hanna alone.
Once they were out of sight, Emily sat on the loveseat opposite the couch that Hanna was sitting on.
"Hi." Hanna said. Emily didn't reply, she just looked at the blonde haired beauty.
"I really don't know what to say right now, but I know that I still love you more than anything." Hanna confessed.
Emily sighed and her body visibly relaxed. "Han, you know I'm still in love with you just as much as you're still in love with me. We're in love and that's not going to change anytime soon, but you have to know that when you don't trust me, it kills me."
Hanna crossed the room and sat next to Emily. "I know. I really don't know why I'm so jealous. I know that you aren't going to leave me for Spencer, but I know that she's always going to be the better person for you. She's going to an Ivy League school, she going to be a lawyer before she's 30, and she's beautiful. I'm just a blonde nobody that is going to end up being a nothing in life."
Emily put her hand on Hanna's shoulder. "Stop that! You're not nothing. You are the most amazing, beautiful, passionate person alive. You may not being getting into an Ivy League school, but neither am I. You're going to be somebody, Hanna. You are probably going to be a very successful fashion designer, or a magazine editor. You would be amazing at either one. Either way, you're going to be successful, and I am going to be right by your side. You don't need to compare yourself to Spencer. I'm yours, not hers. I never will be hers."
Hanna didn't know if she could, but she went in for a kiss and Emily closed the distance between their lips. Hanna sighed in relief into the kiss and put her hand on the back of Emily's neck, moving her closer. Emily's hand gripped Hanna's hips and pulled her closer as well.
"Does this mean we are back together?" Hanna asked, breaking the kiss.
"Of course!" Emily giggled.
"I'm sorry about the 14 hour break up. I promise that I won't be so jealous. I will try my very hardest." Hanna promised.
"Good, and I promise that I will never leave you for Spencer."
The promises were sealed with another kiss.
A few minutes later the doorbell rang and Emily went to go answer it. On the other side stood a very worried looking Spencer and Aria.
"Hey, why weren't you guys at school today?"
Hanna and Emily shared a look.
"It's a long story." They replied in unison.