I'll Fight For You

I've been feeling more and more drained. I can't explain why, but some days I feel like I'm dragging myself around. The dreams make it so I have to lie in bed for half an hour before I'm ready to move. If one of them take me over I'm left ready to sleep forever. I don't know if this is the attack starting. But it's making some things impossible.
I've had to take all of research down. My parents think I'm sick again. I can't let them think that because if they do they'll send me away. I don't need someone with a clipboard telling me insane. I'm not. That would mean me being away from Vic as well. I'm scared if I'm away from him the attack will start and I'll die.
Today is Thanksgiving and I just want it to be over. I don't want to sit and pretend. I walked downstairs and saw Jaime waiting for me. He smiled a little and opened his arms. I went in for a hug and he squeezed me.
"Sleep okay?" he asked.
"Do I ever?"
"Okay, let me mix it up. Did you sleep?"
"I did." I replied.
"Vic wants to meet you later."
"Where?"
"At Jess's." he explained. Jess's house had turned into the place lately. I've been banned from researching at my house and Vic can only research so much at his. Aidan's old room already has so much information. Jess feels he would be happy having us there.
"Could you cover?" I asked hopefully.
"Yeah," Jaime agreed. "Has anything happened today?"
"No," I shook my head. "Not since I woke up."
"You just need to get through dinner." he soothed.
"Mom thinks I'm crazy." I reminded him.
"Well, maybe," he shrugged. "But you're not." he quickly said.
"Thanks." I told him. Jaime wrapped his arm around my shoulders and we walked into the dining room. Everything was ready on the table. I took a seat and Jaime sat next to me. Mom walked out with Jaime's dad and they started dishing up.
"Still feeling sick?" Mom asked.
"Yeah," I sighed. "I'll be fine." Mom frowned at me but passed me my plate. I looked down and picked up my fork.
"Everyone eat." Mom urged.
I started eating and flexed my neck. I could hear whispers in my ear. It's like the closer I get to the attack the stronger everything is. I never used to get this. But now so much more is happening. I'm more sensitive and it's draining me. I kept on eating, not looking. My head was pounding. It wasn't stopping.
"Han'." Jaime muttered. I looked up and saw everyone was finished.
"I've got a migraine," I muttered. "Can I go lie down?"
"Of course." Mom nodded.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Jaime's dad soothed.
"I'll take you upstairs," Jaime said. He took my hand and led me out of the room. We stopped at the bottom of the stairs and Jaime looked at me. "What's going on?"
"Make it stop." I almost cried.
"What?"
"The whispering. It's not stopping, Jaime. I can't take it anymore."
"What does this mean?"
"It means it's getting closer." I muttered.
"I don't want to lose you." he told me.
"Me either." I sighed. Jaime pulled me to him and held me.
"What does Vic do? Does he make it go away?"
"No," I frowned. "He makes it bearable. Like I can get through it."
"I'm taking you to Jess's." he sighed. Jaime took me outside and to his car.
"Won't Mom notice?" I asked.
"Probably." he shrugged.
We got inside the car and Jaime started driving. I rested my head against the cool window and closed my eyes. It had eased a little. I could think again.
We stopped and I opened my eyes. Jaime was coming around to me. "I'm okay." I told him. I opened the door and stepped out. He looked at me cautiously but nodded.
"I'll pick you up later." he promised.
"Thanks." I smiled.
"Don't worry." he shrugged. Jaime went back into the car and walked over to Jess's house. I knocked the door and waited. After a minute someone answered. It was Jess's Mom.
"Hey, is Jess in?" I rushed.
"She's just dropping her cousin off." she explained.
"I'm sorry. I'm Hannah." I said. Her Moms eyes widened and she nodded quickly.
"Please, come in." she urged.
"Thanks." I said.
"Jess has told me a lot about you. You're very brave."
"I'm not." I mumbled.
"Why don't I make you some tea?" she offered.
"Okay." I nodded. She took me through into the kitchen and I took at seat at the breakfast bar.
"You can call me Karen." she told me.
"Alright." I nodded.
"I don't know how to say this," Karen frowned. She placed my tea down in front of me and sat opposite me. "My son was a very special person. I know you know what is coming, Jess has told me you do. I need to say that I am sorry. I am so so very sorry, Hannah." she said and squeezed my hand.
"I'm sorry about what happened to Aidan," I frowned. "I can't understand how you knew so much about him."
"Do your parents not know?" she asked and I shook my head. "If you ever need to think or somewhere to go, well you're always welcome here."
"Thanks." I smiled.
There was a knock at the door and Karen got up. She walked out and I looked into my mug. Why can't Mom be like that? She's so understanding. I looked towards the door and saw Jess with Vic. Vic saw me and grinned. I went over to him and pulled me to him.
"You look tired." Vic frowned.
"I am."
"Do you want to lie down?"
"No," I shook my head. "I need to find out what they did to me before. They might try the same again."
"Okay." Vic nodded.
"Do you want to go downstairs?" Jess asked. I nodded and we started walking to the basement.
"Vic!" Karen called. We turned around and Vic looked at her questioningly. "Look after Hannah." she said.
"I will." he nodded and took my hand. I have so many things against me. But at least I have a few people worth living for.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? Will Hannah's parents ever accept her? What do you think happened to Hannah Charlotte? Something exciting coming up in a few chapters! Do you like Jess's Mom? Give me your ghost stories! :)