Pretty Little Liars

Hanna POV

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Memories. Too many memories. Memories of just the doll house. Why would anyone do this to people?

Right now, I'm on the couch at Ezra's brew restaurant thing as Caleb waits in line to buy us some drinks.

A couple police officers walk in and stand in line behind Caleb and I catch my breath.

We're running. All running outside where a gate surrounded the door in the middle of a forest.

We stop and look around in disbelief. How can this be happening? Why is this happening?

'Dammit!' I yelled. 'We're never gonna leave. We're trapped here!'

'Hanna-' Aria started putting a hand on my arm trying to calm me down.

'D-'

'Look!' Emily exclaimed pointing.

'What is that?' Spencer asked as we all walked towards that side of the gate.

'Help!' Aria screamed trying to gain the attention of what I'm guessing is a person.

Soon we all started to scream and the figures came closer and reached the gate.

'You'll be fine. We're gonna get you-' an officer started before he and his partner fell to ground blood pouring from their sides.

'Charles killed them,' Aria said walking backwards and sitting. 'Hanna's right. We're never getting out of here.'

I ran out of the Brew making sure that no one saw me leave through the back door.

I quickly run to my car and drive off out of Rosewood. As I head to Philly, I realize that I left my phone at the Brew. I pull over and take a few deep breaths to calm down.

When I finally did calm down, I looked at the time and saw it was late. As I started my car and started to drive away, I noticed someone in a hoodie walk into an alley and I panicked.

I drove so fast back to Rosewood, I'm surprised I wasn't pulled over. When I finally arrived home and walked inside, I was immediately crushed into a hug.

"Hanna, what the hell is wrong with you?" Caleb asked pulling away.

"I'm sorry, I had to get out. I couldn't breathe," I replied sitting on the stairs.

"Are you okay now?" He asked sitting next to me.

"You don't want the answer to that. I'm really sorry for freaking you out. I didn't mean to."

"I know. Just next time, take your phone so I can call you."

"There shouldn't be a next time. There shouldn't even be now for me leaving. Something is wrong with me."

"Maybe if you talked about what happened-"

"No. No one should experience or even know what happened in that hell hole. It's easier for everyone if no one knows what went on there."

"It's not easy for you. Hanna, your living in fear. You're living with the images and knowledge of what went-"

"Caleb I'm not telling-"

"You need to talk to someone about it!" Caleb suddenly yelled at me.

"No I don't!" I screamed back standing. "And don't try to control me!"

"I'm trying to help! I'm worried about you!" Caleb replied standing as well.

"Don't be! I'm fine!"

"No you're not! Freaking out and leaving town is not fine Hanna. You need help. Whether you want it or not!"

"I'm not going to burden you with what happened to me Caleb! You don't need to know! No one needs to know!"

"Hanna! Just tell me!"

"I can't! Don't you get that! I can't tell you!"

"Yes you can," Caleb said calming down.

"No you can't."

After some silence, I began to walk up the stairs.

"You need to go," I said facing him. "I'll be fine sleeping in my room while my mom takes care of me."

"Hanna-"

"No. Just leave."

When he left he slammed the door and I walk to my room crying and collapsing on my bed.