Hannah’s P.O.V
The house Matt and I had decided was the one for us and our future family was… amazing, and I knew it was the one the second I walked through the door and into the open plan downstairs. I could see it now, our wedding photos hanging on the walls, Matt’s awards and signed CD’s, records, the whole shebang, followed by baby pictures and the sound of tiny feet padding across the floor. It was perfect. That was the house.

My little date with Erin was going well, we ate food and then stopped by a jewellery store and decided that we were going to surprise the guys by buying them their wedding bands. Of course, Erin could give Brian his already, but Matt wouldn’t get his until the wedding.

Just as the cashier was putting Matt’s band in its box and packing it away for me, I turned around to see what Erin was doing, she was standing outside the store and she had her back to me but she was on the phone to someone and her body language wasn’t looking good at all.

As soon as I walked out of the store she hung up the phone angrily.

“Who was that?” I asked.

“No-one, but we have to leave,” She said, grabbing my hand, lacing her fingers with mine and started dragging me away.

“Erin,” My tone was a mix of worry and confusion “I don’t want to go home yet, so just tell me what is going on,”

“I can’t tell you,” She said “Just come on, we’ll go back to the car and go home, we can watch movies in bed and eat ice cream until we burst,” She looked over to me and smiled, it wasn’t reassuring though, it was forced and I didn’t like it.

“Erin!” I yelled, pulling my hand out of hers, making her stop in her tracks “I don’t want to do that,” my throat was tightening and my eyes were watering “I want to shop a little more, I like being normal and I can’t fucking walk that fast,” I lifted my hand and then slapped it against my thigh in exasperation, using my other hand to cover my eyes as I tried not to cry. The fact that it was time for my meds and I was wearing heels really want helping me out here.

Her face softened and she looked guilty, like she’d kicked a puppy or something and she stepped closer to me, placing her hands softly on the side of my face, stroking my cheeks with her thumbs.

“I’m sorry,” She whispered “I didn’t mean to hurt you,” She moved her hand down to my hip, not caring that we were out in the open, but she rubbed it, as though trying to ease my pain “But it isn’t safe for you out here right now, so I want to get you home where it is safe, we can talk to the guys and then get into bed, okay?”

“And eat ice cream?” I whispered.

“And eat ice cream,” She smiled as she leaned into me, her lips gently brushing against mine in a gentle kiss “Let’s go,” She said softly, taking my hand again and quickly, but slower than before, started walking us back to the car.
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We got back to the house and by then my meds had kicked in and I felt almost nothing at all, which made me relax and almost forget that Erin mentioned that it wasn’t safe outside for me.

“E?” I asked.

“Hm?” She asked, glancing away from the road to look at me for a second.

“What did you mean it wasn’t safe for me?”

She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.

“I didn’t want to talk about it until we got to the guys and could work on it,”

“But?”

“But I got a call in the store back there, someone looking for you, telling me to back away,”

I said nothing else as she turned onto our street and pulled into the drive way and cut the engine. She turned to me, ready to ask if I needed help.

“Go,” I smiled weakly before she could ask “I’ll manage it myself,” She hesitated but turned away
and climbed out of the car.

I waited a few minutes, thinking to myself about who the fuck was after me now? Can’t a girl catch a break? I moved out here to live the life I always wanted, with my best friend so we could both get away from all of our problems. But since I got out here everything has been going horribly wrong, taking away the fact that E got married and I got engaged, we’ve got people trying to kill us… Maybe it would be better for everybody if I just left.

I was about to get out of the car when the door swung open and I was lifted out of it and thrown over a large shoulder.

“Matt!” I squealed as he headed to the front door “What the fuck are you doing?!”

“Getting you in the fucking house,” He said, putting me down on the sofa “You were out there alone for way too long, and with some fucking maniac after you, I’m not fucking leaving you alone,”

“Matt,” Brian snapped, making him take a deep breath, press a kiss to my forehead and head into the kitchen. Brian turned to me and sat down “We unlocked the number that called Erin, we can call it now and find out who it was,”

“I’ll do it,” I said.

“Are you sure?” Erin asked.

“Yeah,” I nodded “You guys will all be listening on the computer anyway, right?” They all nodded.

Brian handed me the phone he’d dialled the number into and I hit call, my stomach knotting itself as I raised it to my ear. It only rang a few times before someone answered.

“Hello?” A voice asked.

“Hello?” I repeated “Who is this?”

“Hannah,” The voice smirked audibly “Don’t you remember me?”

My eyes widened when I realised who’s voice it was. Kyle… my stalker and attacker from high school.

I dropped the phone, still hearing his voice coming through it and started sliding off of the sofa when Brian grabbed me and yelled for Matt, but I was gone, I was remembering everything that happened that night.

High school parties. Fun right? Well tonight we were celebrating finally being done with high school for good. We’d had prom, we’d graduated and now… we were getting completely hammered.

I guessed all house parties were the same, people dancing in the living room, hanging out in the kitchen, smoking outside and making out in the hallways. I was here with my two best friends, Lucy and Jade but the two of them had the full attention of a couple of boys, leaving me inside to drink and dance with other people I’d been in classes with all these years.

“Hannah!” A voice called over the music, I turned around to see Andrew coming towards me.

He was a really cool guy, we had the same taste in music, he played Bass and we always talked about what tattoos we were gonna get when we were old enough “Check it out,” He beamed, rolling up the sleeve of his button down shirt, revealing a freshly done and still painful looking tattoo.

“Holy shit!” I squealed “That is fucking amazing, dude,” I brushed my fingers over it, making sure not to touch him. I looked into his big brown eyes and felt myself swoon a little. Was this really happening? Was I falling for someone who had been a good friend of mine for a few years?

“You want a drink?” He asked and I nodded, he smiled and went to get our drinks. Leaving me to my dancing for a few minutes with some of the girls.

“Hannah!” Another voice called over the music, I looked across the room to see Kyle Waters staring at me intently and smiling. Not this guy again. Since our first year of high school he’s been obsessed with me, sure, he’s good looking but he always comes on too strong, we have nothing in common and no girl likes being hit on all day at school. But, since this was the last time we would have to deal with each other, I decided I should be nice to him tonight and forget that I found him in the tree outside my bedroom window, that he left notes in my locker and took pictures of me at school.

“Hey Kyle,” I smiled when he reached me “How’s it going?”

“Fine,” He shrugged “Just waiting for this party to get interesting,”

“Hannah,” Andrew said, coming back and placing our two drinks down on the table beside me

“Some of the guys got into a fight so I gotta go out there and help, I’ll find you when I’m done,”
He kissed me on the cheek and then left.

“Looks like it’s just you and me, pal,” I smiled at Kyle.

“Certainly,” He smirked, picking up the two beers that Andrew had left and handed me one “To being out of the Hell hole,” He beamed, holding his beer out to me.

“Here, here,” I laughed, clinking my bottle against his.

Kyle and I sat around for a while, drinking our beers and watching everyone dancing, taking mental notes of who left the room with who, but by the time I finished my beer I didn’t feel too good, I was dizzy and thought I was going to puke.

“Excuse me,” I whispered, putting my empty bottle down and pushing myself off of the sofa. I stumbled but managed to catch myself. How is this happening? I’ve had two beers all night.

Holy shit! We were warned about this two years ago… someone fucking roofied me.

I knew I had to get it out of my system, maybe throwing up would do the trick. Or should I find the girls and have them take me to the hospital? I don’t know!

I basically crawled up the stairs and passed the dry-humping teenagers, just managing to keep my dignity and my panties covered.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Kyle said, running up the stairs behind me, grabbing me under the arms and lifting me up, making my head spin more.

“Someone…” I slurred “In my… drink… something in…”

“Somebody put something, somebody put something in my drink!”

I pointed into the air, gesturing to the music that was filling the house.

“Someone put something in your drink?” He asked, completely shocked and I nodded “Okay, come on,” He started leading me down the corridor “We need to lay you down for a few hours, wait for it to wear off,”

“No,” I pointed to the bathroom “Have to…”

Too late.

He got me into the bedroom and laid me down on the bed, I felt like sleeping the second my head hit the pillow.

“Good girl,” Kyle whispered, climbing onto the bed with me “Just relax,” He leaned over the top of me “God you’re so gorgeous, I always wondered what it would be like to get you into bed,”

“Get… off,” I groaned, pressing my hands to his chest and tried to push him off, but I was too weak and he didn’t move.

“Oh I’m going to,” He grabbed the hem of my dress from my thighs and lifted it, revealing my panties. I tried wriggling and thrashing to get him to stop and get off of me but nothing worked, he started undoing his jeans before situating himself between my legs and I could feel his excitement pressing against me. This was it. My biggest fear was about to happen.

“Help!” I cried out, but it was barely anything more than a whisper.

“Oi, you!” A voice boomed as the door burst open. I rolled my head to the side and saw Andrew and his friends standing in the doorway “Get the fuck off of her you sick fucker!”
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Matt’s P.O.V
Brian yelled my name and I ran through to the living room again, seeing the phone on the floor, Hannah beside it and Erin cradling her while Brian tried to calm her down, she was crying silently and shaking, but the one thing she didn’t appear to be doing was breathing.

“Hannah,” I said softly, kneeling in front of her “Hannah look at me, you need to breathe baby,”

Her eyes fluttered shut and then she took a deep breath and we all sighed in relief.

“He can’t come out here,” She told Erin, her eyes wide and filled with fear.

“We won’t let him get to you,” She told her “But you have to tell us who he is,”

Hannah calmed down and Zack got her a glass of water which she sipped as she told us the story of this guy Kyle and what he did to her.

By the time she was finished telling us everything, including that, that night was how she and
Andrew got together, since he was the guy who saved her from the unthinkable.

“He was obsessed with me for over six years, and now he found me… they let him out,” She cried, leaning over and burying her face into my chest. I wrapped my large arms around her protectively and let her cry.
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After some crying, Erin managed to get Hannah up the stairs and into bed before coming back down and raiding the DVD collection and the freezer for all the ice cream they had and returning to the bedroom.

“It’s going to be okay, son,” Papa Gates said, his tone was reassuring.

All of us guys were sitting around the table, trying to think of what to do about this situation. Was he out here or back in Scotland? Was he watching her every move?

“I’ve got it!” Johnny exclaimed, jumping out of his seat, the phone Hannah called Kyle from in his hand “We text Kyle as Hannah, see what we can get out of him, he’d tell her anything she wanted to know,”

“Johnny,” Brian smiled “You’re a genius,”

(House: http://siverhills.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/fancy-homes-in-beautiful-way.jpg)
(Matt's Ring: http://www.iamstaggered.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/tungstencarbide.jpg)

Notes

Hannah's life is like a roller coaster, right?
Enjoy this from me!!
More to come from E later!!

- LMV x