Torned Pages

Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2: A KNOCK

HANNAH

I'm still standing firmly facing the drawer and my eyes is still nailed at the rope I'm gripping at, the rope my mom used in successfully commiting suicide and while my whole brain is in the midst of confusion and misery a knock distracted my mind. I thought it will be followed by an annoying voice again, but I was wrong. I wrinkled my forehead because curiousity fills me up and finally, I turned my head to the door and wondered who knocked in my room.

I shook my head but the knock gradually becomes louder and faster as I slowly walk towards my door. When I'm already in front of my door I thought about who could the person be in the other side of this door I'm looking at right now. I came into a conclusion that only three people can knock at my door, my dad, Anna my step mom and Jacob, Anna's son which I'm totally not related to by blood.

I became confused because if my dad or Anna or Gelo will be the one behind that door they would probably talk and tell me inspirational and motivational words of wisdom about living and being happy, and honestly, those words doesn't really affect me. Do I have friends ? Yeah only one. But he died. The only friend, bestfriend and sibling that I had and he is my everything. He is Max Samuels.

He is perfect inside and out. For me he is the perfect guy and the most ideal man any girl will want. He is my man. But with one mistake I lost him. Forever. But right now I'm still not ready to talk or even think about him. Everytime I'm thinking about him I feel like my heart is being shattered into pieces, my mind is racing with too much thoughts and emotions, my tears are raging one by one, my breath fasten and my whole body is trembling in fear of losing him even if the truth is he was already gone.

Then another set of knocks disturbs my mind on thinking. Who could that be ? I thought I was just only hearing things that wasn't really there because of my depression but the knock was real, there is a person behind my door. I wiped my tears away and gathered all the courage and strength I have in my body to finally open the door. As my hand is making its way to the door knob, my mind is being strucked by curiousity that gives my whole body the strong urge to really open the door to know who is knocking. As I'm about to rotate the door knob the knocks became louder and quicker. Then finally I opened the door.

The moment the door was open my eyes laid to the guy in front of me. My eyebrows formed one line and my forhead wrinkled because of curiosity in knowing who this fucking guy is.

Because of my imaginative mind I'm having thoughts of this man could be a thief. But I realized that nothing precious can be taken away from me at this moment on. I remembered Jack on the movie Titanic he said if you have nothing you've got nothing to lose. So a small smile plastered on my face. My mom was gone also my Max . Who's next. They are the only person I value in my life. They are the only thing that was so precious to me that I won't let any thief stole them. What more can he steal from me. And my mind also came to the point that he can be a serial killer. A small laugh was formed in my emotions for I've been thinking about commiting suicide so why should I be frightened with a killer. He would probably make my job a lot easier. He could kill me easily for I am not thinking about  fighting back and save my life. I looked at him realizing that I'm so fucking depressed.

I just stared at his features with my puffy eyes. He had this  black hair that follow the flow of wind in this room. A white flawless skin that almost looks like snow. Chinky blue eyes you can see the ocean in them , pointed nose, pinkish lips, a defined jawline and a perfectly carved body.

While I'm staring at his characteristics I realized that he kinda look like Max. I smiled unknowingly at him and suddenly  felt hot liquid falling off my eyes again. I don't know if it was just me or he had a worrying emotion in his eyes. But I just stared at him without saying a word and he also did the same. I shook my head , he may look like Max but he will never be the one I loved. The feeling of being annoyed had risen up in my body because of the nonsense staring at each other so I planned to close the door since he was just staring at me for like a few minutes now. When I'm about to close the door he started opening his mouth.

" N- no don't close the door." he said while gesturing stop sign then smiled brightly. "Don't worry I'm not a bad person. I'm not a thief or a serial killer like what I thought you'll think." he said then a bigger smile plastered on his face . Then I gave him the 'Then who are you look'. His smiled slowly faded away then he said words that made my heart stop for a second. "Yeah you may see I am just a boy looking at a girl who is probably very sad. But I know that I can be the boy that will put a genuine smile on her beautiful face. And if book is a life then I will do my best to continue the chapters in your book. And I know your pages are torned, let me be the one to glue them." I looked at his eyes, I don't know why I saw sincerity in his eyes. He doesn't even know me yet his sincere about his words.

Then he showed me the most genuine smile anyone could ever had.

So he will continue the chapters that I want to end ?

And he will glue my torned pages?

I gave him second look and then looked down and cried silently. And thought about living again.

But how ?