The last tape

Chapter one

AUTHORS NOTE:
Please remember this is mostly based off of the book so things might be a little different, also this was written before season two and I haven't watched it yet (lol don't kill me but I'm scared cause of the violent bathroom scene,) so I don't know if Skye's backstory has even been said or if it's been changed, so her backstory might be different from the series then in the book.
Also I do not own thirteen reasons why or any of the characters..
K bye :3
- Chlôe ^-^

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Silence.

Sky pressed the play button once again , just to make sure.

Nothing.

Another press , harder this time.

Still no sound.
So she waited and slowly counted to ten before she would throw away the mysterious tape left in her backpack.

One...

Two ...

Three..

Four...

A breath.

She waited again.

One...

Two...

Another breath.
Than a sigh.
Than the first word.

Skye miller.
She was taken back by the voice, after all she knew straight away who it was.

I'm sure you have no idea why your on here.
She shook her head.
On where?
You did nothing wrong, in your perspective anyway. Don't worry, you did nothing wrong in mine either.
Yours is a little like someone else's.
It was not what you did, it was just the events that came from it.

Her eyebrows scrunched in confusion.
She had no clue what Hannah was on about and if she had to be honest, she didn't want to find out.

So let's get started with our little story Skye because I'm pretty sure there's others to come, unless..
unless I remove your story.
How would you like that Skye? If I removed your story? It would be like you didn't exist.
In my story anyway.

It's ironic because you also didn't exist in others. Except a couple.
You were the type of girl with your head down and sleeves forever covering your wrists. Invisible.
I'm sure we would all know why you tugged at your sleeves, Skye, as long as we noticed.
Well guess what?
I noticed.

"I thought no one did."

The first time I noticed you was even more ironic due to the fact that we were in class, watching a clip about a mother who's adopted daughter had attempted suicide.
Attempted.
Fortunately not succeeded otherwise this tape would be a whole lot more awkward for those listening.
That's right Skye.
There's others listening.

"Who Hannah?" Skye's eyes were begging for tears yet she didn't know why. It was like she was peeling a non existent onion or watching an invisible tragedy.

The worst thing was it felt like she'd forgotten how to cry, because she'd done it so many times that it felt like all her tears had run out.

The mother sat on a leather couch and fiddled with her diamond earrings. It was incredibly sad yet no one was crying. Except me and you. Why was no one crying? Because they'd only cry if they understood.

But the thing the women said next , that looked like it just pissed you off and for some reason I admired you for that.

I only barely remember her words , unfortunately, but I know she said something a little like this, "she wasn't the type of girl who would be bullied and that's what makes it sadder."

Now I know! The rest of you are probably thinking, "but Hannah ! She was just trying to say that anyone can be bullied!"
Oh I know. Trust me I know.
But the thing that annoyed me was the, "that's what makes it sadder."
Because if they were the type of girl that would be bullied, would it still be sad, or just something that was expected.  So imagine how happy I was when I heard a small scoff from behind me.
Obviously, I turned around. Who wouldn't?
Apparently everyone else in the class.
Not true. Clay turned around , forcing Skye to give him an awkward smile.
She remembered that moment.

Skye leaned forward into the dining room table, hand brushing her hair in nervous habit as she waited for Hannah's next words.

And when I turned round I found myself looking at little miss miller. She was so pretty yet so ...

Silence.
It was as if Hannah was trying to find the words.

Different.
She was so different.
Everybody else in the class sat in there seats quietly , probably not caring about what the women had to say and treating the whole lesson as something to make fun of later. Which trust me they did.

But you Skye. You looked generally offended and I loved it.
I loved it because it showed you actual cared. The thing that caught me of guard though was the small tears running down your pale face past your dark hair.

Skye let go of her hair. She felt like Hannah was watching yet Skye knew she couldn't be.

If you don't remember what I said before,

Skye remembered.

Than let me tell you again,

Sky remembered because...

"They'd only cry if they understood"
So tell me Skye, why were you crying?

It was true.