To Protect Each Other ~ A Haleb Story

Stop Blaming Yourself For Everything

Caleb's POV...9

"I'm not safe to be around right now Hanna." I say. And it's true. It's my fault that woman died; if I wasn't so out of it then maybe I would've been able to avoid the car hitting me.

"Why not?" Did she not get it? I don't want to hurt her.

"Because Hanna, what if something like that happened again? I'm afraid I would hurt you. Just like I killed that woman." I muttered.

"You didn't kill her, Caleb. She was speeding and she went off the road. You just happened to get mixed up in it too."

"That's not the point. When I get upset, like when my foster sister died, I do stupid things without thinking about it."

"Well if I stay here then I can stop you from doing stupid things that you don't think about." She grinned slightly. Fuck, I love her so much. "Oh and there still is no if. I am staying whether you like it or not." All I could do was roll my eyes at her. "You're not sad about your mom are you? This is more about the memories of your foster sister, isn't it?" She asked me. Damn, she can read me like a book.

"I mean it's not like I don't feel anything for the fact that shes gone. It's just the circumstances that she's gone under. A. It just makes me so fucking angry."

"I'm sorry." She's blaming herself again. I knew this would happen and I hate it.

"Han please don't blame yourself. It's really not your fault."

"Isn't it?"

"No." I shifted myself closer to her on the sofa and pulled her to my shoulder.

"Anyway how do you know it was 'A'?" She asked quietly. I rubbed my arm up and down her side.

"I got a text this morning." I really didn't want her to see it, though. Before I could stop her, however, she leant across me and grabbed it.

Hanna's POV...

I knew before I even asked that he wouldn't show me the text so, without thinking, I just grabbed his phone. I clicked the home button for it to reveal a picture of the two of us taken by Aria when we were at her house. I was sat on Caleb's lap and he had is arms around me. I love these types of photos; the ones where you don't know that its being taken and mso you're just being you, not caring about whether you look good or not. Just being happy. I smiled faintly at the sight and the swiped, hoping to be granted with the home screen, but instead I got a keypad. Shit. What's his password?

"What's your password?" I said, frustrated.

"I'm not telling you."

"Why not?"

"Because 'A' sent me a photo too and I don't want you seeing it.'

"Why not?" I repeated.

He took a long sigh, "Because I know your not getting as many nightmares anymore and I'm afraid that you'll see this and it'll interupt you getting better."

"Seriously?" I scoffed, "You're acting as if I'm crazy! You're always telling me that I'm not and that I'm strong and brave but you won't show me a Goddamn photo and text?! Jeez Caleb who do you think I am? A Radley patient? Do I look like a Radley patient? No. But clearly you see it differently." I yelled and ran towards the door, throwing his phone to the floor.

"Hanna wait!" He grabbed my arm which I pulled away from. By now there were tears on both our eyes.

"All I am trying to do is help you. And if you won't show me the stupid text then I can't, can I?" I opened the door and ran out of it.