A Secret Love

Day 2

Dawn had broken at the old farmhouse. The sun beamed into the boys's room, where the bright glare awoke Ethan from his deep sleep; still confused from last night, Ethan jumped from his bunk, waking Reese as well. "Huh, what's going on?" Reese mumbles. Ethan freezes in his tracks, not moving a muscle. Reese stares at Ethan blankly, then drops his head back onto his pillow, again snoring loudly. Ethan releases a small sigh of relief and continues forward out the door. Ethan tip-toes down the hallway so as not to make a sound; he slowly peeks into the bathroom door to see if Hannah is taking her shower, but she is not there.

Ethan shrugs and continues forward, entering the kitchen only to find Hannah and her Mother chatting. Ethan listens closely, trying to decipher their conversation. Ethan faintly hears his name; his eyes widen in shock. "They're talking about me, but why?" he thinks. Suddenly, Ethan's knees quickly gave out on him, causing him to collapse and exposing him to the two girls. He looked up slowly to see Hannah and her Mother staring at her. Hey." he smiles. What all did you hear?" Hannah's Mom asks, "Nothing, honestly, I swear." he stutters. Hannah looks at Ethan before she kneels to him; his face begins to turn red, expecting a punch or slap, anything really, but instead, she reaches out her hand. Then, he lies there for a moment, confused. Well...are you going to get off the floor or what?" she says. Then, he looks at her, even more confused, and grabs her hand. Her soft skin against his makes him think, " I wonder if the rest of her feels like this?"

"Thanks," he says quietly. Hannah nods her head. Then, he stares at Hannah momentarily as he remembers what he did last night to the thought of his best friend's sister, but he still has no regret. Then, he quickly pulls his eyes away, trying not to make it too evident that he saw something he shouldn't have seen. Hannah's Mom looks at her, pats her on the shoulder, and leaves without a word. Then, he looks and watches as she leaves the room. Hannah sighs and looks at Ethan. Can we go somewhere and talk privately?" she asks him. Then, he raises an eyebrow as he realizes she hasn't said anything insulting, only actual words; she is speaking to him, period. This confused him even more; Ethan looked back behind himself and then at Hannah. "I'm sorry, are you talking to me?" he said. Hannah rolls her eyes. "Yes, I'm talking to you, do you see another moron here?" she replies. Ethan looks at Hannah again. "Who are you, and what have you done with Hannah?" he says sarcastically. Hannah's face drops. "Can we just talk, or do I have to beat the shit out of you?" she snaps. Ethan gulps lightly, "where did you have in mind?" "How about my room?" she says. Ethan's eyes widen. Ethan shrugs as he tries to keep his cool.

Hannah leads Ethan to her room. Ethan took a deep breath and then followed Hannah into her room. Ethan didn't know what would happen after he entered; maybe she would kill him or trap him in her room, keep him there forever, or possibly just have a normal conversation. To Ethan's surprise, her room was rather unorganized, with clothing on the floor, papers across her desk, and, oddly, many notepads, yet it still smelled of apples and cinnamon. Hannah plops onto her bed with Ethan following. "Um, I don't think so; you can sit in the chair in the corner; just throw the clothes on the floor," she says. Ethan looks at an uncomfortable-looking wooden chair with a pile of clothes on top of it. Ethan grabs the bundle with both hands and carefully sets it on the floor; when he removes his hand, he sees that Hannah's underwear has slid onto his fingers. He stands frozen for a moment, staring at the pink-laced panties, feeling the boner beginning to grow.

"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, NOT HERE, PLEASE." he thought repeatedly. Hannah looked up to see Ethan with her underwear in his hand, "ETHAN!" she shouted. Ethan looks at Hannah with fear in his eyes. "What are you doing?" she asks. "I- Uh- I didn't-" he stutters. Hannah giggles softly and reaches out her hand; Ethan smiles back, trying to ignore the situation. He slowly walks to Hannah, putting the underwear in her hand, where she quickly wraps them up into a ball, tossing them in a basket at the end of her bed. Ethan slowly shuffles back to the chair, taking a seat. "So... what did you want to talk about?" he asks. "Oh, that's right," she replies. Ethan looks at Hannah with concern. "I... I'm not quite sure how to say this," she says. Hannah's pale face instantly burns bright red, while Ethan still sits in the chair with a look of concern.