Part 51

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Hannah's POV


"Hi Hannah" my mums voice sings through the kitchen

"I couldn't sleep" my seven year old voice squeaks in response

"Okay wel-" she's interupted by the loud slam of the front door, my dad stumbles into the kitchen, he opens the fridge and groans

"Where the fuck is all the beer?" he growls

"You finished it last night" my mum says bitterly

"How many times have I told you not to speak to me like that?" he shouts, slapping her hard  sending her flying to the ground. She crawls over to the wall phone and reaches out to pick it up. My dad kicks her away and takes a sharp butchers knife and holds it to her throat

I scream "Daddy Stop"

"Hannah, Wake up" Ashton shakes me awake

"I'm sorry Ashton" I say

"Don't apologize, it's not your fault" he says

"What time is it?" I ask

"Almost 5am" he tells me

"Okay" I say getting up

"Hannah" he warns " go back to sleep"

"I'm not tired, but you however should take your own advice and go to sleep" I say sternly

"Fine" he sulks lying down

I got through to the kitchen and watch some T.V, after a few hours I get dressed into a grey hoodie and black leggings. Once I'm ready Luke walks into the room.

"Good morning Hannah Banana" he chirps

"Morning Lucas" I smile

"you ready for an explore?" he asks

"Yep"

Before I know it I'm sitting in a car squashed between Michael and Calum. We're driving until we pass a familiar looking tower of dirty looking flats

"Could you stop here please?" I ask the driver who stops straight away, I scramble out of the car ignoring the yells from the boys. I run up to the block of flats and stare at the door. I remember days after school racing my brother up the stairs.

I walk up to a panel of doorbell things and I look at the names "What was the number? What was the number?" I whisper to myself

I remember flat no. 7h, I scan the list and see that my last name is still there. Nobody has lived there since my mum died. Ashton stands beside me and stares at me

"Yes?" I ask

"What the fuck was that?" he asks annoyed

"Language little one" I say

"Why the hell did you run out of the car?" he asks

"This is my old flat" I say pointing at my last name on the list

"Wow" he says shocked

"Can I help you?" an old man with a thick accent asks us

"Do you live here?" I ask

"Yep almost twenty years" he replys

"Do you know the last time someone was in that flat?" I ask poointing at the number on the door

"Not since the lady that lived there was murdered by her man" he says "It was such a sin, she had such a wonderful family"

"I bet she did" I say quietly "Thank you for your help"

"No bother" he replys as I walk towards the car with Ashton following me. We squeeze back into the car and I'm bombarded with questions but I ignore them while Ashton gives a short explaination.

"Han, you alright?" Calum asks

"I'm great actually" I say

"and why is that?" he asks

"because all this time I thought I was the only person in the world who remembered how amazing my mum was"


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