Hannah’s P.O.V
“…But I think we should just be friends,” I could tell by her face she wished I could see why she was doing this, but really, I couldn’t, not even a little bit.

“Get out…” I whispered.

“What?” She asked, hurt evident in her voice “Hannah, no…” She trailed off, but I couldn’t look at her, I wouldn’t look at her.

“I can’t believe you,” I said, finally, I had to look up, I couldn’t hide the tears in my eyes when I saw hers “That,” I gestured in the direction of the house with my good arm “Was the biggest thing I have ever done in my life, the most outrageous thing, yes, but it meant something to me, and obviously only me,”

“Hannah-“ Matt began but I cut him off.

“Don’t,” I warned him “It’s been a very little time since you broke my heart, you can’t exactly blame me when my best friend does the same thing!” I said, raising my voice as the rest of the guys came into the room.

“What’s going on?” Jimmy asked, looking between all of us.

“Erin is breaking up with Hannah,” Zack smirked and then it clicked.

“YOU!” I yelled “You are making her do this, you know she loves you, but you can’t handle sharing another girlfriend with a girl, get your head out of your fucking arse Zack, and see that we made each other fucking happy!” I yelled, not even caring anymore about other patients.

“Me?!” Zack yelled “You were the one fucking my girlfriend and I’m sorry if I don’t find that hot like the rest of these fuckers,” He gestured to the guys and they made noises of protest “I don’t want my girlfriend fucking some fucked up, ginger Scottish chick who already has too many problems,”
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Erin dragged Zack out of the hospital before I could rip his throat out and then the rest of the guys left one by one afterwards, Matt stayed with me for another hour until I was released, he even paid my hospital bills and convinced them not to call the cops, since I was shot.

“Are you sure you want to go in there?” Matt asked as he pulled into the drive of the house.

“I have to, I still live here,” I said quietly “I just want to go to bed,”

“Do you need any help?” He asked, coming around to my side of the car and helping me out since I only had one arm, my wounded one was in a sling.

“I can get changed myself,” I said in defence and then shot him an apologetic look.

We made our way into the house and the guys were all back to working, Erin was sitting on the sofa, a glass of… something alcoholic in her hand and she looked stressed, Zack was nowhere to be seen.

I walked right through the downstairs of the house, avoiding eye contact with everybody but when I reached the bottom of the stairs, Erin finally said something.

“Hannah, wait!” She called out. I turned around to face her.

“What?” I asked “You want to tell me how you have all these ‘feelings’ for me but we can’t do anything about them because you care more about making your boyfriend happy than you do your best friend? If I even am that,” She looked at me with hurt in her features, but that was nothing compared to the hurt in my heart that was slowly breaking all over again in my chest.

“Of course you’re still my best friend,” She said “But this is the right thing to do, please, look at it the way I am,”

“How are you looking at it, Erin? You’re scared of him!” I yelled “He told you that he wouldn’t share you, smacked you around a bit and made you do what he wanted, you’re so fucking blind,” I grabbed the glass of whiskey out of her hand and threw it against the wall before walking up the stairs and into my bedroom, slamming the door behind me.

I eventually managed to strip down to my underwear, remove my bra and slip into one of Matt’s t-shirts, I brushed my hair out and sank onto my bed, grabbing my phone from the bed side table. I started to scroll through all of my old photos, mainly the ones of Andrew and I when we were still in school, when we first started dating, then became a couple, there were ones of us kissing, hugging, hanging with friends, the works.

“Is anything in my life real?” I asked myself, moving from my photos to my contact list and scrolling to the one name I hadn’t called in a long time. James.

“Hello?” He answered after quite a few rings, groggy and obviously I’d woken him up “Who is this?” He asked when I didn’t speak. I heard bedsprings creaking and him switching a lamp on.

“Hey big brother,” I sighed with a small smile and tears in my eyes.

“Hannah?” He asked with a breath “Oh my God,”

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, tears starting to roll down my face.

“How are you?” He asked “What are you doing? Why aren’t you asleep?” He asked quickly.

“I’m fine, I just… needed someone reliable to talk to,” I smiled weakly “I’m just home from the hospital actually, and I’m awake because I’m not in Scotland anymore,” I told him in response to his previous questions “I’m in America,”
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Matt’s P.O.V
We were all in the next room while Erin tried to reason with Hannah, and Erin returned after a loud smash and Hannah storming up the stairs, the next sound to follow was Hannah’s bedroom door slamming shut.

“So, she has to keep her arm in the sling for a week, but she won’t,” I said to the guys, trying to make it look like we weren’t eavesdropping.

“I know you were listening,” Erin grumbled, heading for the liquor cabinet.

“Is she alright?” Johnny asked and I shot him a look.

“Of course she isn’t alright, I’m the worst friend ever,” She groaned, sitting at the breakfast bar and moving her jaw around a little bit.

“You want me to take a look at that?” Brian asked.

“I’m good,” She told him.

“At least put some ice on it?” He asked, holding out an ice pack he just fished out of the freezer.

“Thanks,” She said, taking it from him.

“I’m gonna go see if she’s alright,” I said awkwardly, pointing to the stairs before heading up them.

I slowly let myself into Hannah’s room to find her sitting on her bed on the phone, she looked at me and smiled.

“Alright,” She giggled “I can’t wait, I’ll see you then, okay, I love you too, bye,” She was smiling so wide when she hung up the phone.

“Who was that?” I asked, sitting beside her on her bed.

“My brother,” She smiled.

“You have a brother?” I asked, my eyebrows shooting into my hairline.

“Yeah,” She sighed “We lost contact with him a while ago when he got into some things dad didn’t approve of, once he threw him out, as much as mum and I protested, we weren’t allowed to have anything to do with him, but I’m an adult, I live all the way out here and I need him,”

“Why do you need him so much?” I asked softly, gently pulling her to me.

“I’m falling,” She whispered, I could hear her choking back tears.

“Falling?” I asked.

“It’s happening again, Matt, too much is changing and I can’t handle it,”

I knew what that meant, from my conversation with her mom, I knew where this was going, and hopefully her brother could help.
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Hannah’s P.O.V
“Any luck?” I asked, jogging back through the front door, I had gone my morning run early for the past week so I didn’t have to go with Erin, this time, she was coming downstairs, dressed for her run, when she saw me she looked saddened by my sweat and heavy breathing.

“Nothing yet,” Brian groaned, rubbing his face. I was determined to find Sarah, no matter what was happening in the house.

“Knock, knock,” A familiar Scottish accent came from the front door, I whirled back around and saw my older brother standing there.

“JAMES!” I screamed like a four year old all over again, throwing my sweaty body at his much larger one.

James looked nothing like me, he looked like his dad and I looked like mine, he was a teenage pregnancy baby and I was a planned baby, but we used to be closer than any other siblings I knew, there was a ten year age difference between us, making him 31. He was tall, broad and had a little bit of meat on his bones.

“I missed you baby sister,” He said happily.

“I missed you too big brother,” I beamed, turning around to face everyone who was watching us expectantly "Everyone, this is my big brother, James,"

Notes

Tension between the ladies in the house?!
Looks like Hannah has a secret sibling herself. Good, or bad?
Enjoy this little filler from me!

- LMV x