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Present day, Saturday night.

~Emma~

Hunter leaves us making his way back to his car. I sit down on the bench and so does Hannah, she crosses her legs, leans forward and says.

"Em, I know what I did was really bad, cruel and hurtful, but I want you to know that I would have never done that. I was under the influence of alcohol and I can't blame that. You're my best friend and it kills me knowing that all this is my fault and that you're avoiding me." She says tilting her head back. I look up and see that she means every single word that had just come out of her mouth. Now I'm the guilty one...

"Hannah, I'm not only mad about the party, it's the fact that you told someone, even though it was Hunter. You still told my secret." I say in a calm way. I really don't want to talk about this right now. I'm tired and I want to go home. I stand up and say.

"We'll talk tomorrow, I'm tired." I grab my handbag and start walking to the car park where Hunter is waiting for me, to take me home. I arrive at the car and open the passenger's door and get in. He sits up straight and says.

"Are you two now good?"I look up at him and see his eyes twinkling, the same look he gave me when he was jealous of Dean flirting with me.

"I told her we would talk tomorrow... I'm so tired." He laughs, puts the engine on and says.

"I'll take you home." I lean back onto the cold window. It's just started to rain, I see people running in the street to not get wet, but it's no use. It starts to rain so hard I think that the windshield won't hold.

20 minutes later we arrive at my house, I thank Hunter and grab my jacket and put it over my head and start running to the door. I can't ring the doorbell because it's one O'clock in the morning. I find my keys that are in the bottom of my bag and open the door and then I hear the engine of Hunter's car leave. I take my high heels off and go upstairs trying not to make any noise. I open my bedroom door and close it behind me. I leave my bag on the floor and get undressed, ready to put my pajamas on. I go into the bathroom that is in my bedroom so I won't wake my mum up. I take my makeup off and clean my teeth. I can't be bothered to put my night facial mascara on. I go back to my room and take my phone out of my handbag and put it on charge, in the socket next to the night table. I get in bed and close my eyes... And fall asleep

My phones starts to ring, I open one eye and put the little lamp on the night table on. I look at my phone and see an unknown number. Who is calling me at 2.48 am? I answer the phone call and say with a hoarse voice.

"Hello?" And then this woman starts to talk to me. I have no idea who she is until she says.

"Am I talking to Emma? I'm calling from the UCLA Medical Center." Now she has my attention, why is she calling me?

"Yes this is Emma speaking," I say sitting straight on my bed.

"Hannah Westley has been in a car accident. I can't reach her parents, can you come in?" she asks pleasantly. I jump out of bed and say.

"What has happened to her? Is she okay? I'm on my way now." I can hear noise in the background and then she says.

"I can't give you that kind of information through the phone. Come as soon as you can, we are on the third floor." And then she hangs up. I put the first thing I grab. A pair of jeans and a white top.

I run downstairs, grab my car keys and put on my boots. While I'm driving to the medical center, I try to reach Hunter's phone but it jumps to voicemail. I don't have Garry's or Dean's number so I can't talk to him. He must have no battery. I call Hannah's mum.

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