I'll Fight For You

I don't like where things are headed anymore. I've seen Lauren and more than once since I had moved to San Diego. Even when I couldn't see her I felt like she was watching me. This is what it was like in LA. Lauren was constantly there with me. It nearly drove me insane. That's why I was taken to the hospital. Everyone called me sick, but I wasn't. Jaime didn't believe me, not until I was out of the hospital and he saw her himself. He's only seen her once but he completely believes now. He saw me in that warehouse and what she did to me. I was lucky I got out after what she put my through. And now she's back. She can never leave me alone. There's no one that can know. If my mother and Jaime's dad find out they'll send me back to the hospital. Then I'll have pills shoved down my neck for the 'psychosis'. People are so stupid. If people at school find out I'll be the freak again. Jaime's careful around his friends and so am I. I don't want Jess finding out. She's the best friend I have here so far. But Jaime keeps inviting his friends over everyday. Today was the same.
I walked through the door and went upstairs. I dumped my bag in my room and went to get a drink before I closed my bedroom door behind me. Fifteen minutes later I heard loud footsteps stop outside my room. My heart was beating faster. Then my door opened and I saw four boys pop their heads around my door. Maybe I am paranoid.
"Hey, Han'. Want to hang out?" Jaime asked.
"No thanks." I breathed.
They shrugged and shut my door. I sat back in my chair and sighed. Maybe being around people would be good. Lauren tends to leave me alone if I'm with other people. I got up and walked out and over to Jaime's room. I knocked the door and one of the boys answered. I think this was Vic. He smiled at me and I scratched the back of my neck. I like his eyes.
"Hannah?" he asked and I nodded.
"Can I come in here?" I asked and he opened the door for me. Jaime grinned when he saw me. I went around piles of clothes until I sat up on Jaime's bed. "Your room is disgusting." I told him.
"Get out then." he teased. I rolled my eyes and Vic came to sit next to me. I rubbed my eyes and looked ahead.
"What's wrong?" Vic asked.
"Just stressed." I shrugged.
"How come?" Vic frowned.
"Lauren." I replied.
"Who's Lauren?" Mike asked. Jaime was watching me carefully now.
"She's someone I knew in LA." I explained quickly.
"Why is she stressing you out?" Tony asked.
"She's moved to San Diego too." I tried.
"Do we know her?" Vic asked.
"Hannah." Jaime warned.
"No, you don't." I muttered.
"Woah, leave her alone, Hime." Vic laughed.
"It's okay," I told him. "You know, maybe I am better off alone," I rushed.
I got up and hurried back into my own room. I slid down the side of my bed and put my head in my hands. I wasn't going to cry. I felt a hand on my shoulder and winced.
"Hey." someone said. I looked up and saw Vic. He smiled at me and sat down next to me.
"Oh hi." I sighed.
"You sure you're okay?" Vic frowned.
"I'm fine."
"Jaime seems a bit hard on you."
"Not hard. He just wants to make sure I'm safe." I tried to explain.
"What is there to protect you from? Everyone has to learn stuff."
"There's bad things out there." I whispered.
"Like what?"
"Bad men and bad women." I breathed.
Vic looked down at the floor before he looked back to me. "Did something happen in LA?" he asked. I sighed and nodded. "Can you tell me?" he asked and I shook my head. "Right. Obviously. I've known you what? Two weeks. Why would you tell me?"
"I'm sorry," I muttered. "You wouldn't believe me. It's easier if you don't know."
"Are the bad people in San Diego?" he asked and I nodded silently. "Why?"
"They're following me."
"What have you done to them?"
"I don't know." I shrugged.
"Do you talk about this stuff with anyone?" Vic asked.
"Sometimes Jaime and I talk about this stuff. But he tries to stop me from thinking about it."
"I like talking to you, Hannah." Vic told me.
"Thank you," I smiled. "Why are you asking me all this? You don't know me."
"I don't know," he shrugged. "I don't like bullshit. I decide if I like someone and then I talk to them."
"Most people start with small talk." I laughed.
"I don't do small talk. I don't want to know a persons opinion on the weather. I want to know their hopes and fears and all the shit that's happened and they can't stop thinking about."
"I don't normally tell people that stuff."
"Me either," Vic sighed. "Do you like San Diego?"
"Now who's making small talk?" I teased playfully.
"I'm actually interested."
"I like it more than LA."
"And school?"
"I don't like school." I shook my head.
"Why?"
"It gives me a bad feeling."
"I think we all get that." Vic said but I didn't reply.
What was I doing? I didn't know Vic. He doesn't know me. Why was I telling him all of this stuff? I shouldn't. He would find out then either judge me or laugh at me. And then he'd tell everyone and they would do the same. The freak that wants to be close to death. That's how it goes. But I'm not going back there again. I can't.
"What are you thinking?" Vic asked.
"That I'm probably insane," I muttered.
"Good," he replied easily. "I am too. You can join the club."

Notes

Hey! What did you think? Some Vic and Hannah time in this one. No Lauren, but she'll be making an appearance don't worry! Do you like this so far? How do you think Vic will find out about Lauren? Do you think he will find out about Hannah's gift? :)