Requested by dank_doritos
Hey can you do one for hannah when it's kinda like you walk in on her when she's in the bathtub?
I decided to check on Hannah since it was clear she was upset at school today. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. Hannah's mom finally opened the door giving me a tired smile.
"Hello Y/N, how are you?" I smiled at her and looked behind her.
"I was just looking for Hannah, is she here?" Mrs. Baker nodded and opened the door farther for me to walk in. I walked in and made my way to Hannah's bedroom. I walked in and set my bookbag down.
"Hannah?" I called, but there was no answer. I looked in the kitchen and living room, but then I knocked on the bathroom door. "Hannah? It's me Y/N." I didn't get an answer but noticed the floor had begun to get wet with water from under the door. I immediately opened the door to see a sight that still haunts me. Hannah Baker with her wrists slit in her overflowing bathtub.
I ran to her and kneeled next to the bathtub, tears flowing down my face.
"Hannah!" I yelled. "Hannah please!" Mrs. Baker ran in at my yelling and instantly burst into tears, seeing her baby dying in front of her eyes. She turned to me, as she kneeled next to the tub also.
"Y/N, go call for help, hurry!" I got up and ran for my phone, hastily putting in 9 1 1, I pushed the phone up to my ear tears still flowing.
"Um, I need help please, Hannah Baker, S-she tried to kill herself." I gave the lady the address and went back to Hannah. We waited until the ambulance arrived. They took her to the hospital, but it was too late.
I sit in my bedroom, picture of Hannah and I at the carnival last year, but now she's gone. Tears came down my eyes in droplets.
"I'm so sorry Hannah..."
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