"Em, what's wrong?" Hanna asked an obviously troubled Emily as she paced Hanna's bedroom floor.
"I did something really bad." Emily replied as tears ran down her face.
Hanna's heart dropped at the sound of Emily's voice. She sounded so broken. She sat up on her knees on her bed.
"What did you do?" Not getting an answer, Hanna sighed. "No matter what it is, I'll still love you."
Emily stopped pacing and turned to Hanna, looking into her deep blue eyes. "I slept with Spencer."
Hanna's heart shattered into a million tiny pieces at the news and her eyes filled with tears.
"What?"
"I'm so sorry!" Emily cried harder.
"What happened?!" Hanna demanded climbing off her bed and making the distance between her and Emily greater.
"I really don't know. I went over her house and we got drunk. I don't remember what happened to make me actually go through with it, but I remember everything about what happened during. When I woke up I got out of there as fast as I could. I went home and cried for hours. I didn't know how to tell you." Emily cried.
Hanna's face went from sad to angry in a matter of seconds. "Didn't know how to tell me? After you ripped my heart out by sleeping with my best friend, you didn't know how to tell me? I trusted you!" Hanna screamed.
"I know. I just thought you needed to know." Emily replied.
Hanna was silent as she dreaded asking her next question. "Do…do you have feelings for her?"
"…Yes. I'm in love with her." Emily answered.
Hanna shot up from her bed gasping for air and covered in a cold sweat.
"It was a dream? Thank god." Hanna sighed as tears welled in her eyes, running her fingers through her hair. She climbed out of bed and over to her dresser where her phone was sitting. When she had it in her hand, she instantly pressed speed dial number 1.
After a few rings, a very sleepy Emily answered the phone. "Hanna?"
"Hey." Was all Hanna replied. Emily could tell Hanna was crying
"Han, it's like 4 in the morning. Is there something wrong?" Emily asked, worriedly.
"I just had a bad dream. Can I come over?" Hanna asked.
"No, I'll come to you. You don't need to be driving, or even out at this time. I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Okay, be careful. I'll see you when you get here." Hanna sniffled.
"Okay, I love you. Please stop crying." Emily begged.
"I can't. Please just get here."
Emily hung up the phone and instantly walked down stairs. There she found her dad on the computer in the living room.
"Emmy? Where are you going?" Wayne asked.
"I'm going to Hanna's. She's scared and she's probably home alone. She had a really bad dream and she called me crying." Emily explained to her father.
"Okay, be careful. Call me in the morning before school." Wayne told her not bothering saying no, knowing that Emily was fiercely overprotective of Hanna.
"I will." Emily grabbed her car keys and walked out to her car. The drive to Hanna's house was quick. Emily hopped out of the car the second it was powered off and walked quickly up to Hanna's front door. Before she could even knock on the door, Hanna threw the door open and flung herself into Emily's strong arms.
Emily hugged Hanna tightly, pressing a kiss to Hanna's bare shoulder that was exposed in the tank top she was wearing.
"Are you okay?" Emily asked quietly, leading Hanna backwards into the house so she could close the door.
Hanna pulled herself away from Emily and looked up into her eyes. Emily instantly noticed the red ringed eyes and the tears that were still falling from them. It was obvious that Hanna was far from okay. Emily said nothing else, but led Hanna back up the stairs and to her room. They climbed on to the bed together and Emily pulled Hanna into her lap as she sat criss cross with her back to the headboard. Hanna was now straddling Emily's lap and her forehead was resting against Emily's.
"Can you tell me what the dream was about?"
Hanna took a moment to compose herself and let her arms drape over Emily's shoulders. "I dreamt that you and Spencer slept together and you had feelings for her. You didn't want me anymore. You wanted her." Hanna cried harder as she tried to explain.
Emily held her closer, knowing that this was one of Hanna's worst fears. She knew that Hanna was afraid of being hurt, and Emily was the only one capable of hurting her.
"It was just a dream sweetie." Emily comforted.
"Yeah, but it felt so real. It was like you really didn't love me anymore. You told me you loved her."
"You know that I have no feelings for Spencer. She is just my best friend. I love her as a friend, and maybe as a sister. That's all."
"I know! I don't know why my brain comes up with these crazy scenarios. I can't help it." Hanna explained.
"It's because, subconsciously, you think that this will become a reality."
Hanna cracked a smile. "Are you a psych now?" she giggled.
"For you, I would be." Emily answered lovingly.
"I love you." Hanna replied instantly.
"I love you too. Now, let's sleep. We have like two hours before we have to get up." Emily kissed Hanna's cheeks, forehead, eyelids, nose, collarbone, and finally her lips. Hanna loved when Emily smothered her in kisses and Emily was happy to oblige.
"Ugh, I hate school. I'm going to have the worst headache ever in the morning from all this crying." Hanna groaned.
"I'll be there to give you some Tylenol and a big glass of orange juice. No pulp, just like you like it." Emily smiled at her.
"You're the best girlfriend ever."
"Not a better girlfriend than you. Now, sleep. No more bad dreams." Emily kissed Hanna again.
"Deal." She said climbing off of Emily's lap.
Hanna turned onto her side and allowed Emily to spoon her. Emily's strong arms wrapped around Hanna's waist and pulled her close to her. Hanna sighed in contentment knowing that when she was wrapped in Emily's arms, the bad dreams couldn't reach her.