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21 Disassociation

7:25am
I hear a quiet knock at my door. Slowly opening my eyes. I lift my head, spotting the black mascara tear stains on my pillow. "Hannah, are you up?" I hear Landon's muffled voice on the other side of my door.

I clear my throat, "Yeah." I speak, my voice still coming out scratchy disregarding my attempt to clear it. "Can I come in?" He spoke with a careful voice.

"Yeah." I spoke, my voice a little clearer this time. And with that, I watch my door crack open as I sit up in bed. I tuck a piece of hair behind my ear, before looking up at a remorseful looking Landon.

He walked closer to my bed before slowly sitting down on the corner of it, his eyes instantly meeting my dreary state. "Hey kid." He smiled sideways. "So uh.. dad's gonna talk to him today. After school." He says, referring to Tristan I assume.

"You believe me right? You believe it wasn't him?" I look at him frantically with weak hopes. And he pauses for awhile, taking a deep breath before answering.

"I don't know what to believe. But I think if you told me what actually happened. I might be able to convince dad that it's not as bad as he thinks." His hands come together in his lap.

"It's really bad Landon." I panic "It's worse than he thinks. So much worse." I run my hands through my hair in a stressed manner, closing my eyes, I take a deep breath.

And I tell him. Well, not the part about me killing someone and Tristan burying the body. But I tell him about the fight. And how screwed Tristan would've been if I wasn't there.

He stays silent, sitting for a minute, absorbing my information. "I'm giving you a ride to school in fifteen minutes. Be ready by then." He gave me a look, showing absolutely no emotion. And my heart crushes into a million pieces.

I just made everything so much worse.

***
As Landon pulled into the school parking lot, my heart immediately started banging against my chest. Something about facing Alex Walker made me uneasy. He's the reason I'm in this mess, he spread rumours to my family without knowing the actual truth of the matter. Who does that? Especially when it's none of his business to begin with.

I give Landon an impatient look and then take in a deep breath through my nose. "I guess I'll see you after school." I stare out of the front window, avoiding eye contact.

"Yeah, I'll see you then. Wait outside for me the second you leave the building. I don't want you going anywhere without me knowing." I feel his stern eyes on me as I open my door.

"Sure thing." I struggle to shoot him a small smile before slamming the door shut, then fast walking towards the large building. I keep my head down and my arms crossed. I'm dreading even coming back after yesterday.

As the day went on, so did the ongoing thoughts in my head. Dragging the hours of the day out longer than I initially wanted.

I kept my head to my desk and sat at the very back of each of my classes. The effort to make any sort of interaction made my nerves cringe with unease.

I just want to get the hell out of here. My chest felt heavier than usual today too. Not knowing if I would see Tristan made it all so much worse.

Then an idea popped into my head.

I lifted my head then raised my hand. "Can I go to the bathroom please?"

And with the confirmation given. I rose from my seat then left class. I passed the lockers, then the bathroom and made my way to the schools front doors. I pulled my hood over my head then pushed the door open.