13 reasons Why Not

chapter 30 - Changes

Hannah's POV

There he is... my partner in crime.

Watching Clay pull up from my bedroom window, I instantly felt better about the day.

Monday... the return to Liberty High.

Considering the recent events, me and Clay are stronger than ever. We spent the entire weekend together, for hours we sat talking about everything...

The trial, Clay being attacked... whoever used that baseball bat. We spoke about us, how we both felt about it all... the future.

No matter what the subject, it feels like we can now deal with it. Somehow we end up laughing, cuddled up watching a film. It's deffinatley a Clay-Hannah thing... I love it.

With everything we've been through, It finally feels like we can talk about anything. We can trust each other to be there, no matter what we may face.

Looking in the mirror as I finished getting ready, I smiled...

Even with everything going on, I'm happy... the happiest I've been in as long as I can remember.

Im happy that I have Clay, that I'm there for him... that I'm alive.

Today is about helmet... as scared, or as nervous as I am, I need to be there for him. The memory of Friday night is still so raw... it was awful.

You may ask, am I nervous?

Sure, there's so much we still need to face... so many questions unanswered...

Can Hannah Baker beat this?

It's starting to feel like I can...

Clays POV

Sat here in my car, gazing at Hannah through her bedroom window, she looks so beautiful.

When I previously said I knew Hannah Baker, I was wrong. Over the past few weeks she's helped me more than I ever thought possible, I'd never seen that side of her before.

Without her, all I'd be doing is thinking about the news we recieved on Friday. The feeling that someone in school done that, knows who done it...

Although I still think about it, she helps me deal with it... she balances me.

Approaching her front door, I thought to myself...

How many people can say they truly love someone, knowing that person feels the same way?

Having the knowledge that person would do anything for you, be there to talk all night when you're feeling lost, upset... to pick you up when you're down.

I smiled as I continued thinking...

That's what me and Hannah have.

Tapping lightly on the door, a moment later it swung open.

"Hey Clay... how are You? Come in".

It was Hannah's mom, Olivia... she also insists I use her first name, it must be a mom thing.

She's lovely, I feel bad that shes having a hard time with the store, I wish there was something I could do.

"Hey Olivia, how are you?"

She looked tired, upset...

"I'm ok thanks Clay, more importantly how are You?"

Olivia looked stressed, she was rushing around grabbing things before leaving for work.

"I'm alright thanks... looking forward to getting today over with"

Olivia stopped and looked at me.