To Protect Each Other ~ A Haleb Story

Nothing's Ever Okay Anymore

A/N: Make sure you read the Author's Note (previous chapter) before this.

1 week later:

Caleb's POV...

I was walking down the corridor after first period, Spanish, which is never the same without Hanna in. I mean, Spencer got transferred into out class after complaining to the principle that she can't work with Bridget Woo and her constant remarks about her family's heritage ans financed. Whatever. I thought having her in the class would make it at least the slightest bit more bearable... But it didn't. She's way too focused on 'reflexive verbs' to even look at me.

As I walked to my locker, to my right I saw a flash of blonde go into the girls toilets. I'm pretty sure that was Hanna. It was so familiar. I decided to stay near my locker and spy on the door like a hawk. I probably look like the biggest perve right now, watching the girls entering and exiting the bathroom. But to be honest, I don't care. As long as I see my Hanna.

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It has been 15 minutes now; everyone has gone to class and here's me, stood like an idiot. No one has left the bathroom in 10 minutes... And non of them have been blonde. There's been 4 brunettes, 3 redheads and 1 girl with freaky purple hair. I am 100% sure that I saw Hanna go in there. Yesterday she didn't say she was coming in because she's still in a lot of pain but this morning her mother said otherwise. I mean, I'm not crazy... I definitely saw here. But, then again, it's really unlikely that she'd want to come to school. After Mona was found, she found it even harder to do things that usually include her, without her. Speaking of Mona, apparently she's doing quite well but she still won't tell anyone what actually h-

"Caleb?" I looked to my right to see the small brunette: Aria Montgomery.

"Oh, hey Aria."

"Why are you staring at the girls bathroom?" Blunt much?

I scoffed, "I am not! Why would I do that?"

"I don't know... Maybe because Hanna's not here?"

"Yes she is!" Oh shit. I wasn't meant to say that.

"Yeah, yeah. Spiritually, right? She here spiritually." She said.

"Yeah, sure." I said. "Bye Aria..." I said as she began to walk away. My God, she's a piece of work. I thought. How am I supposed to get her out of the bathroom? Maybe I should go in there? No one's here so no one will think I'm a total nutcase.

Before I could talk myself out of it, I quietly walked into the bathroom. One cubicle door was locked. I looked underneath to see hot pink 5-inches. "I either wear 5 inches or I wear nothing." I remember her saying. Then, I could hear her breathing quicken and muttering.

"Leave me alone. Please I'll do anything just leave me alone!" She yelled. By now I definitely knew it was her.

"Hanna, babe, it's me." I whispered as I walked up to the door. I kept hearing crying and sobbing but no reply. "Open the door, Han." I whispered again and slowly, the door opened. She was sat on the floor and she looked so vulnerable. "Come 'ere." I said and she stood up. I buried my head in her hair as she did the same in my neck. I had no idea what was wrong with her but I didn't want to ask; not yet. I rubbed lazy circles on her back as her sobbing subsided.

"Y-you're not supposed to-to be in here." She whispered.

"Bit late for that now, huh?" I replied and she nodded against my chest. I loosened my grip around her waist as I leant to close the cubicle door. "Did someone say something to you?" I asked her but got no reply; that was my answer. Some bitch has said something to her. To be honest, it's probably best if I don't know because whoever it is won't even want to be within a mile of Hanna when I'm finished with them. "Who?"