Who's the real you?

Chapter Four

Hannah groaned slightly as she felt the light break onto her face, she couldn't remember what happened after meeting Alytain last night. She couldn't remember how she got home or where Emmy was, nor could she remember what time she went to sleep.

She rubbed her hands over her sleepy face, she slowly opened her eyes as she struggled to stop the sun from blinding her.

Hannah attempted to stretch out in the bed she was laying in, she felt her legs bump into another pair of legs.

She turned her attention to the person lying next to her.

Hannah quickly sat up, she quickly looked down at her body.

She clasped her arms around her bare chest before shifting her gaze to the man laying beside her.

Hannah couldn't remember how she and Alytain had ended up sharing the same bed, she couldn't remember how her clothes ended up off, she couldn't even remember if she and Alytain had done anything.

Her mind ran with a million questions as it struggled to remember what had happened the night before.

Hannah's eyes dropped down to the hotel clock by the bedside, she struggled to make out 10:00 am.

If Hannah wasn't covering her chest, she would've placed her hand over her mouth as realisation set in. She tried her hardest to think what happened, but she couldn't, she could only imagine that something did happen even though she wasn't sure.

Hannah glanced back down at Alytain, she noticed the way his hair squashed between the pillow and his face, she wasn't sure if she was supposed to wake him or not, she wasn't sure if she was supposed to grab her clothes and leave silently or to let him know that she was going.

Where was she? That was the next question.

In a hotel room, that much she knew for sure.

Her eyes scanned around the silent hotel room, where was Emmy? That was another question to let her mind ask.

Where was her clothes?

Hannah's eyes noticed her bra slung over a chair, she noticed her underwear dropped next to Alytain's leather pants, she noticed her t-shirt hanging from the edge of the tv.

She wasn't sure if she should say anything to Alytain, she let her eyes drop down to his face.

Alytain looked like a whole other man as he slept blissfully by her side.

Hannah let a small smile creep across her lips, she carefully shifted her way out from under the blanket before retrieving her clothes from around the room.

She quickly dressed before scrambling to find her shoes.

Hannah found them by the doorway.

She whisked her shoes into her hands before attempting to silently leave the hotel room.

Hannah rushed over to the elevator; she pressed the down button. Her heart raced as she let regret and guilt filter through her body.

Tears rolled down her cheeks as the elevator doors opened.

She wiped her cheeks and kept her gaze low as she stepped into the elevator already filled with four people.

Hannah turned her back on the small crowd as the elevator doors closed.

Her sniffles were the only thing heard as the elevator travelled down to the ground floor.

As soon as the elevator stopped and the doors opened, Hannah rushed out.

Her tears wouldn't stop rolling down her cheeks, she wasn't sure where she was or where her friend was.

Hannah sniffled as she tearfully made her way towards the reception desk.

"Ma'am?" The hotel receptionist looked up at her.

"Can I borrow your phone please?"

The hotel receptionist didn't hesitate, they handed Hannah the front desk phone.

Hannah looked at the numbers on the keypad of the phone, she wasn't sure who to call. Emmy or her dad. She wasn't sure who'd be madder, Emmy or her dad. Hannah wasn't even sure who ditched who, Emmy or her.

Hannah's fingers nervously pressed down on the keypad as she lifted the phone to her ear.

"Winchester Residence, Bill speaking."

"Dad" Hannah cried.

"Sweetheart? Where are you?" Bill let worry soak through the phone line.

"I don't know." Hannah cried.

"Hannah, it's okay. Tell me where you are." Bill tried to figure out a way to sooth his daughter over the phone, he listened as Hannah asked someone where she was.

"I'm at the Sovereign." She wiped her tears.

"Stay right there, I'm coming to get you."

Hannah nodded to herself; she placed the phone down. She wiped her cheeks again "Thank you." She spoke to the hotel receptionist before wondering over to an empty chair.

Hannah dropped her shoes by the side of the chair as she squashed herself into the chair, she lowered her head letting her tears fall.