Playing With Fire || JJK fanfiction

10

2 years before

you and Hannah were best friends and inseparable. being a 15-year-old you were facing some pretty heavy issues with your father's business and other things with family. you were hiding everything from her because you knew the consequences of telling her but it didn't feel right because she had told everything about herself to you. you knew she knew you were hiding something and you thought it would only be fair to tell her.

one day she and you had an argument. she was angry because she opened up to you and you weren't returning the trust. but of course you trusted her, you trusted her with your life. you knew no matter what she would stand by you, no matter who your father is and no matter what you've done.

you were crying completely torn between your choices. do you tell her and risk her life or not and lose her possibly forever. either one seemed like a curse. you decided to tell her because after all, she had a right to know who her best friend really was.

you asked for her to listen

Y/N: hey Hannah can you please just sit down and stop screaming at me I want to explain something to you

Hannah paused

Hannah: mhm okay

Y/N: *sigh* okay thank you

both sat down on the ground. you were behind the school because she didn't want to make a scene in front of everyone.

hannah: okay now spill

Y/N: okay but before I do you have to promise you won't tell anyone

Hannah gave you a 'really' face

Y/N: I'm being serious you cant tell anyone... pinky promise...

you held out your pinky and Hannah sighed.

hannah: fine

she locked pinkies with you and you started speaking. you explained everything to her and she just sat there and listened. after you finished she stared at you in disbelief. you sighed and leaned back against the wall.

hannah: okay... that's a lot... thank you for telling me. I swear on my mother I won't tell a single soul.

you smiled in contentment and sighed in relief that she was understanding and not mad. hannah grabbed you and pulled you into a very tight hug. you hugged her tight in unknowing whether it would be your last.

you both sat there talking about things until two of your father's men arrived. you looked up

Y/N: what's wrong why are you gu-

you were cut off when they pushed you aside and one of them pulled out their gun.

they shot Hannah clean in the head...

your knees immediately went weak. you couldn't breathe and your mouth hung open. it took you about 30 seconds to understand what had just happened and when you did you hurriedly crawled to Hannah a cold salty tear running down your face. the tear fell onto Hannah's shirt.

you held her tight sobbing and speaking into her lifeless body

you choked every word out as if you were walking through quicksand and the words were your legs.

Y/N: H-Hannah... I'm so sorry...

you whispered and pulled her closer. you kept repeating those words. repeating them so much your voice was gone by the end.

you screamed out in desperation, all you wanted was your best friend back. someone you considered a sister. your lifeline. she was everything to you and now you lost her.