Fallen

Chapter 3

Jeremy has always been the popular one in our family. His golden blonde hair that came down to his eyebrows, bright smile, and compassionate emerald eyes made all the ladies drool at Hamilton High. He is two and a half years older than me and knows more about the world than most do. There has never been a time where I look in his room and his isn't reading some textbook or on the Internet discovering a new concept. I never quite understood that kind of curiosity. I have always been content in barely getting by in school. My parents looked down on me because I never strived for excellence like the rest of them. My dad is an award winning author, my mom is the top doctor at Hamilton Family Hospital, my brother never ceased to get straight A's on his report card, and then there was me. I spent my time eatint, sleeping and reading. My family was always so put together whereas I preferred my sweatshirts and never acted proper. My grey eyes changed colors almost daily. I was thin, but in no way fit. Physical activity was never my thing.

My mother and father are the dream couple, both stunning in looks. My mom's blonde hair bun complimented her perky green eyes and slim body. My dad never missed a day at the gym. He always told me that being fit was the key to living a good, long life. He has blue eyes with black hair that always falls just so. His towering height compliments my mothers stoutness. The way they look at each other makes my heart melt. As authoritative as they are, they still adored each other. I wonder if anyone will ever look at me that way again. Connor once looked at me in adoration. Sometimes I miss him, until I think of that fight. The comments he threw at me tore me to shreads. He was the only boy I let into my heart and he knew how to hit me where it hurt. It has been three months since we broke up. At first, I didn't leave my room until I was hungry. Sleep escaped me as I ate my life away. After 5 days of that cycle, Jack came and dragged me out of my room for midnight milkshakes. He made me smile for the first time in days. He has always been my rock. The only person who has seen my walls down and didnt barge in bearing weapons of destruction. He knew me. He really knew me. He loves me for me.

Nicola and Jack stood by my side once softmore year started. They acted as my protectors. I was never alone. In times of pain, I found out who my true friends were. Chase and Luke threatened to beat Connor up, and Maria offered to give him a run for his money on insults. All these thoughts of Connor brought pain in my chest. I wonder if that ache will ever go away.

As I lay sleepless in my bed, my mind going a mile a minute, I decided to see if Jack was up for another round of midnight milkshakes. I grabbed my phone to text him and found a text waiting for me

I really am sorry, Hannah. I didn't mean to make you cry.

-Martin

That made my blood boil. How dare he bring up my moment of weakness! Everyone knows I don't cry.

For your information, I was NOT crying. Just forget about it. It wasn't a big deal. A small scratch doesn't affect me.

-Hannah

Maybe he will just drop it now. No one was supposed to see my tears. It angered me that this kid who means nothing to me, saw me cry.

Hannah, it was a large gash. I saw it. I don't blame you for breaking down.
-Martin

Breaking down? I didn't break down.

I was not breaking down. How did you even get my number? I didn't give it to you
-Hannah

Hannah, I'm friends with your brother.
-Martin

Why don't you stop stalking me. I accept your apology. Are we done now?
-Hannah

Why are you being so hostile? I'm not stalking you....ok. Sorry to bother you.
-Martin

K
-Hannah

You should get some sleep.
-Martin

K
-Hannah

Lol
-Martin

Excuse me? What's so funny?
-Hannah

I waited for a response. Twenty minutes went by and still no respond. Glancing at the clock it was 12:15pm. Was he ignoring me now? The nerve of this kid. Whatever.

Midnight Milkshakes?
-Hannah

Maybe a night with Jack will help get my mind off things. It bothered me how quickly Martin got under my skin. It's like he knew exactly how to poke at my temper. It took a special touch to get me angry, and he seemed to have it. Maybe I overreacted. I tend to do that. If he ever decides to respond, we could have a decent conversation.

I'm always in for midnight milkshakes :)
-Jack

Once I heard the rocks hitting my window I climbed down the tree. For reasons unexplainable, I felt the need to not go out in my pajamas tonight. I brushed my teeth again and put on skinny jeans.

When Jack saw me, his mouth went wide open.

"Who are you looking cute for, sweetcheeks?" he smirked.

"You, duh," I smiled as he grabbed my hand.

"I am so touched, Clark." I kissed him on the cheek. I really appreciated him in my life. He's the rock I built my house on and I needed him.

"Nicola is joining us tonight," he said after a moment of silent walking.

"Yay! It's been a while since she came." Nicola loved us and loved spending time with us, but she loved her sleep just a tad bit more. Midnight milkshakes were a stretch for her, but she tried to join us once in a while.

The diner came into view and so did Nicola, she was waiting on the bench outside the door. I took a moment to admire her beauty. She had always been the prettier one in our friendship, but I was never jealous. Her red hair was swept into a messy bun on the top of her head and not a touch of make up was upon her face. Yet she still looked flawless.

"Hey, boo skittle," I cooed as we approached. She smiled the brightest smile I've ever seen. She had something to tell me, I just knew it. No wonder she came out with us tonight.

She threw her arm around my shoulder and sighed dreamily. There was definitely something up, and I was determined to find out.

The door rang as we walked in. Just as I was about to sit in our usual booth I caught sight of him sitting in the booth toward the back. Oh no.

Connor.