chapter six

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Jonah's POV

*Bam*

Someone plowed into me.

"Watch where youre-" I began as I looked down to see who the hell ran into me.

Hannah?

Wait.. was she crying? And that was a monster bruise. What the fuck happened to her?

"Hannah.. what happened?" I questioned.

"Nothing Jonah. I'm fine. Can you please get out of my way?" She asked, clearly in a hurry.

I had bullied this girl since the 6th grade but I had never seen her like this. She was hurting.

And for some reason, that killed me.

So I stepped out of her way and she flew past me.

Mrs. Henson was my last hope to find out what the actual fuck happened to Han.

I made my way down the hall to Mrs. Henson's room.

"Mrs. Henson? Can I talk to you about something?" I asked.

"Sure thing, Jonah. What's going on?" She questioned.

"It's Hannah. She plowed into me in the hall and there was a bruise covering her face Mrs. Henson. I'm worried about her. Things like that don't just happen. She's hiding something from me. Well, from everyone." I told her.

"I know, Jonah. I'm concerned as well. She sleeps in my class and her stomach growls so loud in class. She's a woman of secrets. She'll open up when the time is right. She just needs someone she can trust." Mrs. Henson replied.

"She can trust me." I told Mrs. Henson.

She didn't know that due to my constant bullying but I would swim all the oceans just to see that girl smile.

That's when she entered.

"Good morning, Jonah!" She said, all to cheerfully.

I was confused by her happiness when speaking to me.

"Good morning?" I said as I walked out of the class room.

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