Hanna POV
It had been almost 2 months since Maya's death and Emily was still broken. She hasn't been at school, and she's not really talking much.
For the first few weeks, we decided to give her some space. She stayed with her mom in a hotel for 2 weeks straight after it happened but when her mom left to go back to Texas she came back home to my house. I would go into her room everyday and check on her but, she would never say anything. She wouldn't even look at me. About a month afterwards we all decided we would try and make more of an effort. We would all go and talk to her but she never really said anything back then either, we would get the odd word but not a lot.
I woke up this morning and decided I wasn't going to leave until she spoke to me, and I mean really spoke to me. We promised we would help her recover, so that's what I decided to do. It was about 9:30 and I knocked on her door lightly and then walked in. I had two cups of coffee and I walked in with a huge smile on my face. She turned and looked at me as I walked in, gave me a small fake smile and looked back out the window. "Hey Em" I said delicately walking over to her and handing her a coffee cup. "Hi" she said bluntly as she grabbed the cup off me. "Do you wanna talk?" I asked. "No I don't really feel like talking"
"Okay. We will just sit here then"
She paused for a second.
"Hanna what are you doing?"
"Oh nothing, im just drinking my coffee"
"No your not. What are you really doing?"
"Em I need you to talk to me. It kills me seeing you like this and not being able to do anything about it. I promised I was here for you, I promised i would help y-"
"Help me what Hanna? Help me move on, help me feel better. Hanna you can't fix this. You can't do anything to make this better. What happened is not you fault. But don't act like everythings fine with your cups of coffee and your smiles because it's not. It's not going to be better. It's not going to be fine so just go-"
"Em"
"Go"
"Wow. Fine"
I walked out and stormed down to the kitchen. I slung my coffee cup into the sink and leant against my counter and closed my eyes. I started to cry. I was so angry but at the same time I felt so bad for being angry. I didn't know what to do. I quickly jumped up and wiped my eyes as I heard the basement door open. "Oh sorry I didn't mean to scare you" Caleb said. "Wait, are you okay?"
"Oh not really but, I will be"
"Do you wanna talk?"
"I just feel like I'm being a really bad friend to Emily. And I don't know how to help her and she needs help and I just..."
"Hanna, you are one of the best friends she has. Your always there for her, and she knows that. When she realises she needs help, she will ask for it. And then you'll know what to do. She just needs time"
"Thank you Caleb. Sorry for loading all my drama onto you"
"Of course and it's fine. I'm going to go in the shower, so I'll see you later"
"Yeah see you"
He walked back down to the basement in his pyjamas. I left the house.
Emily POV
Hanna walked out and slammed the door behind her. A few minutes later I heard her leave. I know she was trying to help me, but I didn't really see the point. I don't really see the point in anything anymore actually. I just missed Maya. Everything reminded me of her, everything. Every time I heard jazz music, or smelt the perfume on my clothes she used to wear I thought of her. Every time I closed my eyes I saw her face, and then I'd wake up and remember she's gone. And she's never coming back, ever.
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