Him

Chapter Thirty-Six

Hannah's P.O.V.

That night when we went to bed, Ross slept on the couch.

At the moment, I'm laying in Ross' bed staring at the ceiling. I couldn't bring myself to sleep, not when Ross is mad at me... I should have never made that stupid decision, but come on, I only said it because I thought it was the best decision at the time. If I'd had known it was going to go this way, I would have never made it. Yet, he can also be mad because I made a deal with Julian, but I made the deal with him so he wouldn't rape me! I was saving myself from the crazy bastard!!

"Hannah...?" There was a knock on the door before someone quietly walked in. Rydel.

"Delly... He's really mad at me, huh?"

"I'm sorry... He's just in a bad mood, though. He'll be over it by tomorrow, he's probably just mad because you guys had a run in with Julian on your date." Delly had apologetic eyes, her face screwed up into a worried expression. I knew she cared about me, we've been best friends forever.

"It's fine, babe. I'm just over-thinking things, I should get to bed, though. You should too, I know how you get in the morning."

She laughed a little at my joke, "Hey, why don't you stay in my room tonight? To get your mind off Ross."

"Yeah, sounds good."

.

.

.

.

That morning I woke up before anyone else. Shocker. Not really, though, the Lynch's are the most laziest people I know.

I walked down the stairs and into the living room, where I saw Ross curled up on the couch. His knees were bent so he could fit on the couch and he looked very uncomfortable. It would be rude to wake him, but I don't want him waking up sore because he slept weird.

I walked over to him, bending down and whispering in his ear while rubbing his back, "Babe, get up. You need to go to your room and sleep, you'll get sore if you sleep out here."

His eyes fluttered open as he released a groan, "No, it's to early."

"Sorry, but you need to."

"Fine."

Ross pulled himself off the couch, avoiding my touch as much as he can. I guess he's still mad at me... We need to talk about this.

"Ross."

"What."

"Why are you mad at me, I need to know. It's been killing me."

"If it was killing you, you'd probably be dead by now."

"What did you just say to me?" That made me mad. What did I do to deserve that?

"You heard me." He looked me straight in the eyes, "I'm mad at you because you agreed to dump me just to save your fat ass from getting raped again. You probably deserved to get raped anyway, your such a bitch." He mumbled the last sentence, but I heard it as clear as bell in a silent room.

"What..?" My voice was barley a whisper, but I cleared my throat and pushed out a stronger voice, "Ross, what the hell?! Why would you say that to me?! I only agreed to that deal to save myself, and you would have done the exact same thing, douche dick."

"No actually, I wouldn't have. I would have let them do whatever they wanted with me, as long as I would be able to be with you, but obviously I don't matter to you. You only think about yourself."

"No I do not!!!!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs, I was beyond furious, I was more that pissed off. I could murder a bitch, I'm that mad, "I love you with all my fucking heart!! How dare you even say you don't matter to me!! You mean more than anything to me!"

"Oh, really now? You never loved me before, you were probably just using me for sex."

I couldn't hold it back anymore. I punched him straight in the face. His lip gushed with blood, as with his nose, eyes wide in shock.

"You just hit me. Did you really just hit me?!?!" Ross swung a me, knocking me right in the cheek. I cried out in pain as he swung again, hitting me under my chin, "You know, your dad's right, you are the one to blame for your mothers death. You killed your mom."

That cut through me like a knife, everything felt like it was moving in slow motion. Once I was finally able to get a hold of things, I looked at Ross, "Ross..? Why...?"

"We're over, Hannah. Get out of my house." Ross pointed at the door, and I looked at the door noticing everyone had piled up in the living room.

I slowly walked out of the house, I felt broken, useless, unloved...

And more importantly,

I feel completely and utterly alone...

A/N

Holy crapcakes. I didn't even know I wrote that.

Ross dumped Hannah!!

Will everything turn out okay?

Will Ross realize what a bad mistake he made?

Or

Will he not care and never talk to her again?

Please vote and comment, it's very appreciated!!

I love you all!!!<333