Part 2

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by Emmmaa_x

by Emmmaa_x

Hannah’s POV

“I’m so sorry I’m late, I just got caught up with work and I lost track of time,” Megan apologised as she began removing her coat and taking a seat.

“Don’t worry about it, babe,” Hannah insisted, not wanting to question any further as to where she had been. She had been more than an hour late, but Hannah didn’t want to sound as though she didn’t trust Megan and she was just genuinely relieved to see her. “The only issue is that I think the restaurant is closing soon, so I don’t think we’ll have enough time to eat,” Hannah realised whilst she tried to work out what to do next.

“We could just go out and get some drinks? I’m not that hungry anyway,” Megan suggested glancing into Hannah’s eyes. Hannah nodded in agreement before standing up in synch with her girlfriend. Hannah left some money on the table for the wine and then walked over to Megan before placing a hand on her back.

“You look beautiful by the way,” Hannah whispered to Megan as she passed her whilst Hannah was holding the door open.

“You don’t look bad yourself,” Megan smiled over her shoulder as she headed off in front of Hannah. Even after 3 months Hannah still ended up with butterflies every time Megan gave her that look.

After a few hours of shots and dancing at a pretty cramped bar Hannah decided it was time to call it a night. She began to spin around scanning the bar as she realised that Megan was no longer by her side, but then she had to grab hold of a chair to steady herself as her head kept spinning after she stopped. Luckily, she spotted Megan, staggering slightly, walking towards her.

“Hey Hannah, can we leave? Those guys over there keep checking me out and I can’t bring myself to repeat the words ‘I’m gay’ again,” Megan laughed, the scent of alcohol relatively strong.

“I was going to suggest the same thing,” Hannah replied guiding her girlfriend to the door.

Soon they were in a taxi heading back to Megan’s place as she said Hannah could spend the night.

“Can you pay Hannah? I can’t find my purse,” Megan slurred as she stumbled out of the car.

“Yeah I got it,” Hannah assured as she grabbed some money from her pocket. Hannah helped Megan to unlock her front door as she wasn’t as intoxicated, but she was still drunk. Megan dropped her keys in the hall and her phone halfway up the stairs as she insisted to Hannah that she had to go change out of her clothes as she spilled drink on them earlier. Hannah placed the keys on nearby table and tripped up the stairs slightly as she went to retrieve Megan’s phone. As she picked it up the screen lit up as a new text message came through:

Was good seeing you earlier, I had fun. We should do it again sometime, Chris.

Hannah froze. Just at that moment Megan emerged from her room and stopped at the top of the stairs staring at Hannah.

“Who’s Chris?” Hannah asked innocently, not wanting to start a full blown argument with someone who could barely walk in a straight line. Megan’s expression changed and became flushed with anger.

“You read my messages?!” Megan shouted as she began to make her way downstairs. Hannah retreated so that her back was pressed up against the front door.

“No, I.. uh.. you just got a text when I..uh..” Hannah stuttered out of shock and fear.

“Don’t you respect my privacy?! Do you not trust me?” Megan roared, the alcohol making the situation even worse. “You always were super clingy Hannah but I didn’t think you would accuse me of cheating.”

“Hold on a second..” Hannah spoke, but before she could get her words out Megan charged at her, fists clenched. Before Hannah had time to react, Megan swung a fist in her direction which collided with Hannah’s nose. Hannah cried out in pain as Megan took a few steps back, looking at Hannah unfazed. Hannah was in complete shock. All she could do was turn and run out of the house, leaving Megan behind shouting abuse.

Hannah ran down the street holding her hand to her face which was searing with pain. She had no idea what to do as she was so overwhelmed by what had just happened. Eventually she stopped when her brain registered that it was almost 3am and she had no idea where she was going. Hannah pulled her hand away from her face and was startled when she saw drops of blood falling to the ground. She began to sob out of panic and distress as she pulled out her phone. Even though she was walking around the streets in the early hours of the morning with blood leaking from her nose, the last thing she wanted to do was to cause anyone to worry. However, she didn’t have many other options, so she scrolled through her contacts until she found who she was looking for. She pressed call and put the phone to her ear and desperately hoped that Grace would pick up.

A/N: I’m not sure how often I’ll upload yet, I’ll probably just have some good days and then take a break, but we’ll see. Any thoughts on this part? :)