(Hannah staring at herself in the mirror, going in and out of a flashback from freshman year)
"Hannah I'm not gay!"
No.
"Grace I-"
Stop.
"Goodbye Hannah..."
It's been years.
"... Bye..."
Get over it.
It's junior year. I haven't talked to Grace since. I miss her.
"Hey Han?"
"Yeah Mom?"
"Are you doing anything today?" She yells from the bottom of the stairs.
"Hold on." I walk down the stairs and sit down at the counter while my mom is making lunch.
"Yeah... I was thinking about going to Grace's track meet this afternoon, the one where it's just her and 2 other girls that she's been dreaming about forever..."
"Oh?" She makes a confused face but turns around and continues to cook. She doesn't push why I want to go. "Well be safe and I'll see you later!"
"Bye!" I kiss her on the cheek and head out to my car.
When I get to the track there aren't that many people here and I go up to the stands to sit and look for Grace. I see her stretching and talking to her coach. God she's beautiful.
Grace's POV
"You ready?" Coach McKlain asks me.
"For the most important run of my life that I've been dreaming of forever? Hell yeah."
"That's my girl. Now go stretch and get ready."
"Yes, sir."
I go over to the part of the track in front of the stands to stretch. While I'm stretching I look over to the sta-
Hannah? What is she- what? I thought she hated me.
Whatever Grace. Don't think about her. Think about this race. You can do this.
Hannah's POV
The race starts and Grace is already ahead of the other girls. She's really fast. Wow. After about an hour of Grace always being ahead, she wins. Makes sense, I knew she would.
I go up to the food stand to get something to drink for my way home.
"Hey..." A voice behind me says.
I turn around and standing infront of me is the girl I used to call my best friend with just a sports bra on and her shorts.
Damn.
"Oh, hey Grace..."
There was an awkward silence for a few seconds.
"Congratulations by the way, you were amazing." I add, playing with the ring on my finger.
"Thanks, if you don't mind me asking... Why'd you come?" She asks, putting her shirt back on.
"I know this race has always been important to you and it didn't feel right not being here to witness it."
"You remembered..."
"Of course I did." I say finally looking into her eyes. It hurts.
"I just figured you hated me."
"I..." I honestly don't know how to answer that.
The longer I take to answer the more hurt her eyes become. It hurts.
She hugs me slowly.
No no no no.
It all hurts.I don't hug her back.
"Hannah?" She asks backing away.
"I can't."
"Will you come with me to the locker room to talk? No ones in there."
"Yeah." I made a choice coming here, I have to deal with my consiquences.
We walk there in silence.
"I'm gonna shower real quick, I won't be too long." She says setting her stuff down.
"Take your time." ... Really please do.
After about 5 minutes she comes back out in jeans and a white tank top.
She sits down across from me. "So"
I don't make eye contact, if I do I won't be able to not cry. And if I try to talk the lump in my throat will make it hard.
"Hannah please look at me, talk to me, or at least yell at me so I know what you're feeling, because I'm scared." She says in a pleading tone that leads into a whisper.
"You're scared?" Oh hell no.
"What?" She asks, hearing the anger and sadness in my voice.
I stand up and start to yell. I don't want to, but if I don't I'll just start bawling and that's not an option.
"You're scared? I'm terrified! I can't even look you in the eye without my whole heart hurting! You fucking walked out of my life Grace! You were my best friend and you fucking walked out! I loved you! I get that you didn't like me back but that gives you no right to leave the way you did. You broke me."
I start crying. "It hurts, it always hurts."
No one's POV
Grace goes to hold Hannah but she lightly pushes her chest to get her away. Grace doesn't give up, she sees Hannah hurting and knowing she caused it made her hate herself. She knew she was wrong in what she did. She just wanted her back.
Grace goes back in and this time Hannah doesn't push her away.
"I hate you." Hannah says leaning into her.
"I'm so sorry." Grace doesn't move from that spot.
"I hate you, I hate you."
"I hate me too, I'm sorry. I've missed you everyday."
"It hurts."
Hannah didn't care about what's happened in the past right now. She holds onto Grace and just for now, she wants to believe Grace is her bestfriend again.
"I've missed you." Grace says, and Hannah goes to sleep. But she doesn't care.
