Saving him!

Chapter 9: How did I get here

We pulled up at my house minutes later, all the lights were out except for the kitchen. Nate pulled the keys gently out of the ignition and passed it to me, placing it softly into my hand.

"How are you going to get home now?" I asked looking to Nate who's hands were still perched onto the steering wheel

"My friends were trailing us, they are going to take me home" he spoke I nodded and he opened the door

"I think that was the longest sentence you have ever said to me" I smiled confidently continuing to look at him, whereas he totally avoided me

"Don't get used to it sweetheart" He answered winking. Yay that Amazingly Brilliant Asshole is back. Everyone clap for the five minutes that Nate was an actual human with emotions.

I got out of the car and looked across the hood of my car to meet Nate's eyes, he looked a bit mysterious but I knew the end to his story already. If I fail do we both die or will it just be me?

"Why did you drive me home?" I asked, I don't understand why he would- Never mind he answered

"I didn't want you to die and get a memorial thing at school. They are so lame" he answered

"How thoughtful, you only think about yourself and how a memorial would make you feel" I muttered taking off my heels and starting to walk up my steps

"Later Jenkins" he yelled getting into the beautifully colour blue car. I love the colour blue.

"Later Asshat" I shouted and the boys clapped with laughter. I turned around to see Nate's head poked out of the car window observing me.

I was about to open the front, when I came face to face with my mother, who didn't look exactly pleased that I went out on a bender. It was emotionally triggered for my scene of craziness. My mother waved at the boys in the car, they beeped and drove away. Good bye fellas. I'm pretty sure the guy I danced with was in that car.

"You girl are lucky your father is sleeping, otherwise he would murder you as soon as you exited that blasting car" my mother spoke pulling me up the stairs

I got into my bedroom to have my mother change me into my Pj's, brushing my hair and removing my makeup

I protested "you don't want spots do you" my mother asked and I huffed in defeat and she smiled knowing she had won

My mother laid me in bed and stroked my hair until I slipped peacefully into a alcohol intoxicated sleep where there were flying pigs and singing giraffes. I felt like I was suffering from a good trip, Even though I have never ever tried it. Well...

THE MORNING AFTER

I woke up in my bed. I remember the conversation that didn't go so well with my mother and then getting dressed like a tart and going clubbing, oh yeah and I ran into Nate at the bar which was the reason I went to the bar to not think about my situation and how Nate is an Asshole. And how he will always be an Asshole to me. He made me go home, but I don't remember who put me in my bed.

At the foot of my bed was my mum. Sleeping. I know what happened yesterday wasn't ideal. Finding out Death gave my mum the same deal and out of all the people in the world she had to save it was my father. My mum and dad fell in love because of their second chance. My mum and dad are so compatible, so why am I saving Nate. He is a Jerk and well I am amazing. He drew all over my book for Christ sakes.

"MOM" I yelled

She jumped and shook her head disapprovingly. She stood up and came and sat at the top end of the bed and started to stroke my head.

"How did I get home?" I asked nervously "I didn't get arrested?"

"No-no it was Nate"

"Ah Nate. My pointless mission which will result in me dying because I am getting no where with him. He is impossible and if I fail... I'll die" I muttered throwing my quilt over my head

My mum stood up and started to pace back and forth my room impatiently. "Now Hannah you are a brave confident girl and if you can't succeed I will have no hope for anyone. When death shows up he only goes to the girls of this family because over the decades everyone was the same. Your Grandmother helped me save your father. This is our family curse and you will beat Death"

"How am I supposed to stop him from killing himself?" I snapped "Am I supposed to tie him down and feed words about the world being good and demand him not to kill himself?"

"You are going to show Nate what life is all about, happiness, loss, love... You are going to tell him why him killing himself would make everyone shift into depression and that his life has meaning." My mother replied "BTW I like your lip"

My Mother has never been that cool and demanding before, I think me as my mother is more alike than I thought. We listen to mostly the same music and similar facial features which isn't surprising, the only thing I got from my Dad is my ability to eat so much food. People are surprised by how much I can eat.

LATER THAT DAY!

I have 14 days left and all I have done is argued with him, called him names and I'm pretty sure he doesn't even know my last name. I can't understand what type of person Nate is. From what I can tell he has no hobbies, no interests and a long string of sluts following him. When I try to get close to him you swear to god they work for the secret service. Vicious.

"I will save him"