A TALE OF LOVE...AND SORROW

A TALE OF LOVE...AND SORROW chapter 9

HANNAH'S P.O.V

Hugo walked me to my door, just as he had done with Suzie. I turned to him and knew he was waiting to tell me something.

"Hannah, listen. I know we have only been friends for a while but..." He shifted on the spot which made me smile. "I want to be more." He said it with blatant certainty in his voice which made me wonder how long he had felt this way.

Happiness flooded over me but i forced myself to pause for a moment and then answered with as much conviction in my voice; "I would like to be...more than friends, too."

"Really?" A grin was forming on his face which lit up his features.

"Yeah...but..." I said, hopeful that he knew what I was thinking. And he did;

"I know." He said beaming at me. "I'll call you."

"OK." I felt giddiness wash over me as I felt like a normal teenager again who had just been asked out by an amazing guy. I opened the door for myself, waved to Hugo as I walked in and ran up to my room.

I saw him standing there on the other side of the road where I was watching Molly, my sister with John all those days ago.

John...

Before I got lost in my thoughts, I felt a buzzing in my pocket from my phone. I pulled it out and saw that I had a missed call from Suzie.

SUZIE'S P.O.V.

I felt my heart rip apart.

My brother, my own flesh and blood was carrying around a gun and had shot John.

MY John.

The John I love with all my heart.

The room was silent once I realized what had happened. Then there came a gut-wrenching cry and screams followed;

"What is that? What the h*ll is that? Oh my God...Oh my God." The words flew out my mouth, and I couldn't stop myself. The truth sunk in and my voice turned to a menacing whisper;

; "You....YOU!! YOU SHOT JOHN!!" I accusingly pointed my finger at him and let the tears escape from my eyes.

"Please." Christopher, my brother said. He took a step towards me but I screamed;

"GET AWAY FROM ME, CHRIS!" I held my hands up to him in defence. I still couldn't comprehend what my brother had done.

"Suzie, honey. Listen to me." My mother hurried to me and took my hand. "You need to calm down."

I frowned into her eyes and shouted again; "You KNEW?!?! You KNEW and you didn't tell me?" I shook her hands off me and ran up the stairs and into my room.

I jumped into my bed and buried myself into the covers, trying to erase the knowledge that made my head spin. I pressed the pillows over my head to drown out their voices but it didn't work.

How could Chris have done this? How?

I ran to my bedroom door and locked it then leant against it; I knew they wouldn't leave me alone. And sure enough, I heard my Mum's voice calling up to me.

My emotions swiftly changed anger and without thinking I went to my dresser and threw everything over onto the floor. I stared at the broken glass and mess I had just created on my floor. But everywhere I looked I saw John's tortured expression as he lay on the ground after he had been shot.

I had to tell someone. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, as if a warning, Chris' heavy footsteps bounded up the stairs then was suddenly outside my door. I jumped away from the door, feeling utterly disgusted and ran to the other side of my room.