The Choice (Chana Fan-fiction)

Chapter 9

**Hana point of view**

I had gone to the bathroom. I wanted to be alone. I couldn't face anyone anymore. I didn't want to see Chandler, or Brianna, or even Brooke. I needed to clear my head.

As I applied more mascara to my lashes and freshened up in the mirror, I heard two pairs of heels tap the tile floors from outside the bathroom. Instinctively, I tried to listen to the voices that were behind the door as I continued touching up my makeup.

After listening for a few seconds, I knew exactly who it was from just the tone of her voice: it was Brianna. And her mindless friend.

As the door creaked open, I looked over to it, grabbed my bags from the counter, and ran into a stall. I couldn't face her right now. Her thoughtless words always hurt. Plus it wouldn't hurt to know exactly what happened on the dance floor.

What ever happened to Chandler? Why was he suddenly so evil? Why did have a change of heart? From good to bad.

I did love Chandler. Maybe I still do; I just want to know how he could justify jumping from girl to girl. It's insanely hurtful and unfair to every single one of us.

They stayed at the sink in front of the mirror, doing exactly what I did. Fixing their hair and makeup and looking at themselves.

"Told you it would push him away," Jaelyn laughed. I raised an eyebrow.

"Now I can hang out with Zack without worrying about Chandler," Brianna claimed, as if it was no big deal. My mouth dropped. She had been cheating on Chandler?

I stepped back from the crack in the stall door, my mouth still to the floor in shock. I looked at the ground.

Even with all he did, he doesn't deserve the feeling of betrayal.

"What the hell?" Jaelyn scoffed. My eyes widened even more. Then I realized, I didn't lock the stall door. It was half open.

I heard clicking of high heels tapping urgently towards me. I flinched as I heard my stall burst open.

"Hana?" Brianna called out. She raised her eyebrows, "Were you...watching us?"

I stuttered, my jaw still wide, "U-Um," I couldn't let out any full sentences. I felt a bead of sweat form on my forehead.

"Wow. Now she's gonna tell Chandler," Jaelyn rolled her eyes. Then looked back to me.

As they looked at each other in disgust and mumbled a few words, I suddenly had words pour out of my mouth, "No matter how much Chandler hurt me, I would never wish that pain upon him. And the fact that you take it as a grain of salt, is even more hurtful than if you actually cared."

Brianna gave me the dirtiest look, scoffing.

"He deserves to know what you're doing. It'll hurt less than if he finds out when everyone else does," I told her.

Brianna squinted her eyes at me in disgust, "Hate to ruin your little moment, but it hurts either way."

My face flushed red with pure anger, "You've never-" I interrupted myself as tears welled up in my eyes. I choked up, "You've never even experienced it! You threw that feeling on me and now your claiming that I don't know what I'm talking about. You're a total bitch and he needs to know how horrible you are. He shouldn't spend another second with you."