Resist

Dignity

Hayden's POV

I carry her in my arms and place her on my bed, just as the towel falls off my body. I quickly run to my chest of drawers, grab some blue boxers and slip them on before returning to her aid. She doesn't seem to have any visible trauma on her skull, but she may have a concussion. I run out of my room and down the stairs to find my mother sitting at the breakfast table sipping a coffee.

"Mom, Hanna fainted. I think she may have a concussion." My mother looks me up and down, obviously questioning my choice of outfit. "I just had a shower, now come." I wave her over, keeping calm and taking the stairs two at a time. She follows me into my room and takes a seat on the bed next to Hanna. She lifts the lid of Hanna's eye and examines it, before turning to me.

"She's fine, Haze, just let her rest. I'll get her an icepack." She exits and I'm left standing awkwardly beside my unconscious suitor. I don't really know what else to do, and since she's in my room, I can't really do anything. I decide that I'll go for a drive, better than sitting around here waiting for her to wake up. And why should I even wait? I don't give a fuck. 

I go to my wardrobe and pick out a black Rolling Stones band shirt, and pair it with some black jeans and high-tops. After changing, I grab my keys from my bedside table and exit the room without looking back. I pass my mother walking up the stairs as I'm going down, an icepack in her hand, but I don't make eye contact. I just need to leave.

I turn right at the base of the stairs and walk down the hall towards the door, turning the knob and exiting the house. The sky is a dull grey, and the clouds are blocking the sun. There's snow covering the landscape in front of me; the driveway coated thinly due to the usage of the car, but the rose bushes and roundabout can't even be seen under the white veil. 

I press the button on the handle of the car door to unlock it, opening the door and sliding into the drivers seat. I then place the keys in in the cup holder and press the start/stop button to start the car, clicking in my seatbelt as I begin driving around the roundabout and out the driveway. The motion sensor in the gate detects the oncoming vehicle, and so the gate slides open, allowing me to drive straight through.

I don't exactly know where I plan on going, but I feel like driving around aimlessly is pointless, so I decide to set small goals for my self, turning left at the next street, right after that, continuing through an intersection, until I get the idea to drive to Nicole's. I probably shouldn't, but I can't think of anywhere else to go other than back to my house, and I can't face that right now.

After taking a few more twists and turns, I eventually make it there, finding a place to park by the curb. I hastily open and close my door, locking the car with my keys as I round the front of the vehicle, making my way to the oldish looking building I was all too familiar with. One knock on the door is all it takes for me to be greeted with a sadistic smile I knew well.

"I wasn't expecting to see you here today."

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Hanna's POV

I wake up in the confines of someones messy black sheets and duvet. Sitting bolt upright, I glance around the room and take in my surroundings, feeling an instant wave of nausea hit me from the movement. I take a deep breath, before continuing my observations. I identify black walls with a white trim, a white roof, and an abundance of mess scattered across the floor, although, it seems to be fairly recent; scrunched up bits of paper surrounding a black desk in the corner of the room, along with other miscellaneous objects. Other than a couple worn band posters adorning the walls, the space seems to be well kept.