Leah was sure Tyler would torture her, like kidnappers do in the movies, but the opposite happened. After he got off the phone with someone, he untied her and brought her breakfast.
"Are you trying to poison me?"-Leah studied the sandwich sceptically.
"It's just a normal sandwich, trust me."
Leah laughed in disbelief.
"You literally kidnapped me!"
"Chill, Emmy made me promise I wouldn't torture you. And she was right, none of this is your fault."
"But George's"-Leah added-"And I'm not going to argue with you about this again."
"Good"-Tyler agreed-"Arguing with you is tiring my brain cells."
Leah finally took a bite into the sandwich, while watching Tyler. She noticed the bags under his eyes and the sadness written all over his face. Just as I thought, Leah nodded slowly, he's doing all of this for Hannah, it's undeniable.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"-Tyler crossed his arms-"If this is your way of admiring my face, then stop it. It's creepy."
"I have my eyes on someone else, don't worry. I was just thinking... about Hannah."
"Can we not talk about her?"-Tyler glared at her-"Or anything, for that matter. I'm not in the mood to chat with you."
"One time, we had a sleepover at Emmy's and Hannah showed us your favourite song"-Leah completely ignored the guy-"She told us she listened to it when she missed you, because at least a part of you was with her. She was so young, yet so in love."
"Where are you going with this?"-Tyler raised his voice-"I'm not going to open up to you, especially not about this. And don't expect me to go soft and let you go. So leave me alone!"
The boy stormed into the door's direction, but his hand stopped on the doorknob. With a defeated sigh, he walked back to Leah.
"Hannah was truly special to me. At first I didn't think it'd be serious between us, mainly because of the age difference, but I found myself head over heels in love with her very soon. I was going to tell her how I felt... but my pride didn't let me. And the next thing I knew, the guy I called my best friend raped and murdered her."
"Continue"-Leah encouraged him, wiping her eyes.
"I hate George for what he did to Hannah and for betraying me like this. I hate Emmy for dragging Hannah into her mess. But mostly..."-Tyler paused-"I hate myself for not doing anything to prevent any of this from happening."
"I'm so sorry you feel this way, Tyler"-Leah stood up and put a hand on his shoulder-"You should tell Emmy. I know this idea sounds ridiculous, but she will understand. She's pretty much going through the same."
"I can't look into her eyes without thinking of Hannah and the fact that she's responsible for all of this. Partly."
"You should try. I know you're a good guy, who's done stupid things because he's misunderstood. But it's not too late to fix this."
"Maybe you're right"-Tyler nodded-"You know, in another life, I would've dated you."
"Too bad Harley is my only love"-Leah joked.
"And that Logan kid"-Tyler said and Leah's face turned red.
*A few days later in Palmwoods*
Emmy was finally let out of hospital and all she had to do was rest (her favourite activity besides cycling).
"Here's to another day without doing anything productive"-she sipped from her shake, while starting a Netflix movie. After the first five minutes, she turned it off.
"This was pure garbage. Maybe I should call the guys ove... Nah. Just because my leg is broken, I can't bother them all the time."
She looked around the living room, searching for any kind of activity. Her eyes fell on her sister's diary.
"It's been a while"-she reached for it and opened it somewhere randomly.
Today I realised something. It might be too soon, but I think I'm in love with Tyler. We've only been dating for three months (since 3rd September), but I just know that he's special. Whenever I miss him, listening to his favourite song fills me with a little bit of happiness. It's like he's right here with me. I just hope Emmy will find something like this one day. She never tells me, but I feel that something isn't right in her relationship with George. But it's none of my businness, plus I don't want to ruin her relationship. I know she can't really stand Tyler, but she didn't tell me to break up with him, because she would never hurt me. And I'd never hurt her.
Emmy closed the diary, as a tear ran down her cheek.
"I let you down, Hannah. I did the one thing I promised not to do: I hurt you. I got you killed, while you had a whole life ahead of you, full of possibilities. I'm sorry."
In that moment, her phone rang. She picked it up, not even checking the number.
"Hello?"
"Hey, we just got food from McDonald's. Do you want us to come over and have lunch together?"
"I'd love that"-Emmy smiled at Carlos' words.
"Were you crying? Your voice sounds weird"-Carlos asked.
"I'm fine. There's just something in my eye."
A memory, she wanted to say.
"We'll be right there. Don't starve to death"-Carlos hung up and in the same moment, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in!"-Emmy yelled.
"I hope you're really hungry, because we bought a lot of food"-Logan stated.
"I'm hungry, but I'm not a man, so I can't eat that much"-Emmy reached for her box of chicken nuggets-"I hope you didn't drop any of my nuggets."
The four guys glanced at each other.
"What are you talking about?"-Kendall made an innocent face-"We've grown out of playing with food a long time ago."
"Do I need to show you the picture of James painting a dick on Carlos' face with ketchup?"-Emmy raised an eyebrow-"It was yesterday."
"Hey, it was a masterpiece!"-James defended himself-"And if you don't like the food, we can skip to the dessert."
Emmy rolled her eyes.
"I'm thinking of not letting you into my apartment ever again."
"You'd be bored without us, just admit it"-James grinned.
"She's shaking her head. In Bulgaria, this means yes"-Logan explained-"Do you have Bulgarian ancestors?"
"No, why would I?"-Emmy shook her head again-"You're all crazy."
"Says you"-Kendall scoffed.
"You should've thought this through"-Emmy grabbed the ketchup and poured it on Kendall. The others immediately started cheering.
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Biker Girls
Fanfiction"What could happen if we start hanging out with them?" "I don't know, maybe they'd find out that we killed someone?! We don't need a famous boyband getting us into jail."
