6: Separated

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Hanna's POV

I slowly open my dry eyes to nothing but darkness. Although, I can see a small crack of light coming from under the door.
Okay, so it's morning? Afternoon?
I immediately feel and hear a loud growl coming from the empty pit that is, my stomach.
I haven't eaten since I was with Emily.
Oh my god, Emily.
I try to stand up, which is damn hard by the way with my hands tied behind my back.
My knees feel weak, and I lose my breath quickly. I have almost no energy, and I'm super dizzy.
"H..." I try to call out, but my voice is to hoarse to form words. I cough painfully and then hear a door handle rattle.
I cover my mouth and lean back against the hard object I have been resting on for how long now.
I hear a few small clicks, and the door swings open to reveal Ben's shadowy figure.
"God, look at you." He says in disgust and kicks me as he walks past.
I cringe and curl up into a ball.
He walks to the back of the small room and messes with some tools.
I keep note of how far away the desk is so I can use those tools if necessary.
"Getting hungry yet bitch?" He teases and I close my eyes.
I try resisting the upcoming rumble, but it comes anyway and he laughs loudly.
My face turns red and my anger shoots through the roof. I keep my breathing steady and I glare at him.
He catches my gaze and stomps over to me. I flinch as he raises his hand to smack me.
The impact is sharp and quick. I don't react or protest or do anything to stop him. I know he'll just get angry if I do.
He pushes me so I'm laying on my back and plants his foot firmly on my chest.
"You better keep your eyes down or I swear to god-" He jabs his heel into my ribs and I feel all the oxygen leave my lungs. "I'll kill you." He removes his foot and walks out just like that.
I swallow hard and feel as if my heart is going to pound out of my chest.
I catch my breath and an idea pops into my head.

Emily's POV

"Em, you should get up and eat at least. This can't be healthy for the b-"
"Don't." I stop Spencer mid sentence. I've heard enough of peoples nagging. I don't feel like getting out of bed, so I won't.
"But Emily, you have to take your children into consideration too. It isn't just you anymore." Alison presses.
I groan loudly into my pillow and squeeze it tightly. I don't even try to hold back my sobs.
I can't keep myself together, I miss Hanna so much. My heart hasn't stopped aching for the past twenty-four hours.
I feel a few hands rubbing my back and someone plants a kiss on my head.
I just want everyone out of my room and to be by myself. As if reading my mind, they all say goodbye and don't even bother to throw in a couple words of advice in there. They know it isn't helping anything.
As they leave, Ashley comes in and sets a tray of food by the bed.
"You don't have to eat everything but it's important you eat something. You have two babies you need to be taking care of." She reminds me and for some reason, it really kicks in when she says it.
"I'll try." I sniff and she smiles at me weakly. I can tell she's been crying also, her eyes are puffy and her voice keeps wobbling.
"Thank you honey." She kisses my forehead and walks out of the room, leaving the door slightly cracked.
I unlock my phone and check the news website.
My eyes catch Hanna's name on the breaking news banner and I read intently.

Rosewood High student Hanna Marin, has just been declared missing. Detectives say they are planning on asking possible witnesses of her whereabouts, being that Marin's car was found parked in a Home Depot parking lot off of East 99. If you have any information on the location of Hanna Marin, please contact the police department immediately.

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