unexpected { clay jensen } *MAJOR EDITING*

5 > Warm Greeting Tapes

I woke up feeling better than ever.

I saw Clay talking to Jessica.

"Oh hey, sleepyhead." Jessica said as she noticing me wake up.

I chuckled slightly and stood up from Clay's bed.

"You know, I was tired." I said.

"Of course you are." Clay says and flashing a smile to me.

Jessica pat her hand on my shoulder softly.

"Alana. We're in this together. I'm not letting you alone by yourself, Never. At least, not again." Jessica confessed and she has the worried look on her face.

"Have you heard them?" Clay says out of blue.

I catch my eyes quickly on his attention.

"Heard what?"

"The tapes." He breathed out.

Jessica shared a looks to him and they nodded.

"What tapes?" I asked desperately.

I feel like I'm the foolish. 

"I received tapes."

"And?"

"You're not the only one." He said.

"What!" I shrieked angrily.

Jessica was comforting me.

"There's 13 tapes. You gotta heard it by yourself, I can't tell you. But there's a lot of student that caused Hannah's dead."

"Give me the tapes!" I yelled.

"Al, you-" Jessica says.

"No god damn it. Give me the fucking tapes!"

Clay grab something from his dresser which I was guessing that's the tape.

I quickly grab it without any excuses.

"I've got to go. I see you later." As I walked out of the door.

"Don't hear it too much." Clay warned.

"You don't want to stressed yourself." Jessica added.

"Oh believe me, I already did." And with that, I walked off.

Clay's Point Of View

"Jesus, Clay! She won't do what you told her!" Jessica declared.

We had a pretty huge argued about how I'm not allowed to let Alana hear the tapes.

But that's wrong right? She is Hannah's sister. She needs to know the truth, she must.

Everyone's been lately backing away from her and I felt terrible for her.

Overall, she Is my loved one sister.

"Why is everyone protecting the truth?" I raised my voice sternly.

I looked her in the eyes and gave her a hard look as possible.

"You think discovered all the truth will make our lives safer, and better?" She chuckled slightly like it was a stupid thing.

"No, it's not. I know you love Hannah, but it isn't like this."

"She is her sister. Whether you like it or no, I don't fucking care. They are siblings, Jessica. And you're going to let Alana suffering because she never knew the truth, of her own sister?" I sternly said.

"You're right." She says and raised her hand in defeat.

She can't argued with me on this.

Alana's Point Of View

I collected all of the tapes and quickly listened to them.

"Hey, it's me Hannah, Hannah Baker. That's right. Don't adjust your whatever device you're listening to this on. It's me, live and in stereo. No return engagements, no encore. And this time absolutely no requests. Get a snack. Get ready. Cause I'm about to tell you the story of my life. Or specifically, why my life has ended."

My heart stopped for a moment.

"What am I listening!" I desperately asked to myself.

"This is not right!"

"I'm here, Lana." Hannah says. She was smiling happily when she saw me holding her tapes.

"I'm not sure I can't do this."

"You can. This Is you're moment. Listen to it, and you'd understand." With that she fades away.