Ohana (A Hannie Fanfic)

Chapter 3

Brooke's POV:
"Please don't! I'm sorry, this is all my fault!" I sob. I just ruined my best friends lives.
I admitted everything.
Their sneaking around, cuddling, lying, all of it. I couldn't hold it anymore. And it feels like the weight has been lifted off my shoulders, but replaced with an even heavier weight of guilt.
"This isn't your fault. The only people who messed up here are Hayden and Julianna." Billy growls. I've never heard him call Annie by her full name, but it must mean he's angry.
He whips out the extra key to our hotel room, despite my efforts to stop him. Nobody helps me, and walks over to another room to wait out the fight.
Billy stomps into the dark bedroom, turning on the lights and walking over to the bed. Surely enough, Hayden and Annie are snuggled up in blankets, asleep in each others arms. Their last happy moment alone together.
Hayden's dad tugs the blankets off them, waking them up instantly. The look in Annie's eyes breaks my heart.
She's afraid.
I cover my mouth and try not to cry again. I'm a horrible friend.

Hayden's POV:
I sit up suddenly, awoken from the sudden cold air. I'm shocked to find Katie, Billy, my dad, and Brooke. Brooke is crying.
She accidentally told them.
"Brooke, you should go. It's okay." I say, unable to make eye contact with anyone. She closes the door behind her, and our parents let loose.
"Hayden, why couldn't you just listen to me?" Dad starts off, trying not to shout. His cold, angry voice pierces right through me.
"I love her." I croak.
"We told you this was over. It's not right." Annie's dad says to me. He squeezes his palms.
"And why isn't it right? Is wrong to love your daughter? It's wrong to treat her like she deserves? It's wrong to make her happy?" I rant. I look over at Annie, who is shivering in fear. Why is she so scared?
"I love her. So much." I repeat. I now make eye contact with the adults.
"Sometimes, when you love someone, it's better to let them go." Annie's mom admits.
"I love him. Mom, Dad, I am in love with Hayden Summerall. And there's nothing you can do to change that. I'm not leaving him, I'm not breaking up with him. Ever." She glares at her parents, and I've never seen her deep brown eyes filled with so much hatred.
"This is bad publicity. You're ruining your friendship. You're making this weird for all of us. It's wrong." Her dad repeats. Annie's anger bleeds through.
"Get out." She says quietly. Her parents don't move.
"Get out." She repeats again. Just before her parents say something, she interrupts.
"GET OUT! I SAID GET OUT! YOU DISGUST ME!" She screams. We all flinch at the volume of her voice and anger.
"Julianna Grace Leblanc!" Ms. Katie scolds.
"The fact that you're trying to end this because it's bad publicity makes me never want to see you again." She says, calmer now. I can still hear the anger lining her voice.
"It's not just that-" My dad starts, Annie interrupting again. I sit silently while she defends our relationship.
"And you. I trusted you. You were happy for us until my parents got in the mix. You're really gonna let this happen?" She asks, and I realize the anger has faded away. Tears form in her sad eyes.
My dad is speechless. He opens his mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.
"You should leave." I say finally. They don't move.
"We can finish this later. Me and Annie need to talk ourselves." I growl. They obey, leaving the room. Annie breaks down the second the door closes. She knows what I'm thinking.
"Please, no." She sobs. I hug her small body tightly.
"I love you." I whisper. Her body shudders as she cries.
"No. You can't leave me Hayden." She pulls away, looking at me with her beautiful brown eyes. I could stare at them forever.
But I won't after this. I'll never bring myself to look at her after I hurt her like this.
I press a final kiss against her lips.
"Goodbye Annie." I croak, trying my best not to cry. I'm leaving the girl I love.
She sobs loudly as I shut the door behind me. Our parents, who were arguing in front of the door, stop and turn to me.
"Happy now?"
I stomp away. It's over.