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"Everything okay?"

Big tough hockey player that I am, I jump three feet in the air at the sound of Hannah’s voice

I spin around and notice her standing at the sink, an elass in her hand I was so out of it Imy sprint to the door

Christ, she’s the last person I want to see at theGarrett’s jersey again Just flaunting it in ’s fine," I e of plans Nicotine overdose--no longer needed Hiding in an" She approaches "

"Bullshit You look upset Are you okay?"

I flinch when she touches my arm "I don’t want to talk about it, Wellsy I really don’t"

Her green eyes searchthat I shift in discomfort and break the eye contact I try to take another step, but she stops roan of frustration

"You knohat?" she announces "I can’t fucking take this any about?"

Rather than answer, she grabs my ars me to the kitchen table and forcibly pushesfor someone so tiny

"Hannah…" I start uneasily

"No I’ around this" She yanks out a chair and sits beside et over it, but it’s only getting worse, and I hate this aardness between us You used to hang out with us and come to Malone’s and watchout with you, okay?" She’s so upset that her shoulders are visibly shaking "So let’s clear the air, all right? Let’s deal with it head-on"

She takes a deep breath, then looksfor ht up tomy teeth, I scrape back o upstairs and kill myself now"

"Sit down," she says sternly