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All characters represented in this story are over 18. These are real events but the names of the characters have been changed for anonymity. The story is based in the UK so drinking age is 18 and will all be from Hannah's POV.
This is part 3 of 'It'll be our secret' so I strongly advise to read part 1 and 2 to understand what has happened. It is a slow burner so if you are looking for something quick this is not for you. Please leave feedback, I would love to do more!

Chapter 1</p>
I'm just standing in the rain, sore and vulnerable and Sophie is just looking at me as if she's saw a ghost. I was going to go to Jens, I really was, but when I got here, I just found myself pulled to Sophie's door instead. I know that Jen would want to take action, she would want to go up and beat the shit out of Zoe. I've just had too much of a traumatic night to deal with that. I just need a warm bed and somewhere safe. Plus, Zoe knows where Jen lives and I'm scared that she'll turn up looking for me.
"Sophie? Please, I just need somewhere for tonight and I'll leave in the morning. I can't go back there tonight." I break down on her doorstep, my chest is so sore and I don't think it's because of the run here or how cold I am from the rain. I genuinely think it's because my heart is breaking. Sophie grabs me and pulls me in and holds me tight while I cry on her shoulder.
"Of course you can stay here! You can stay as long as you need to! It's okay, you're safe with me, I've got you Hannah, I'm right here." How can she be so nice to me? After all of the horrible things I said, after I cut her off like she was nothing and ignored her existence for nearly 8 months. "Come on in, we need to get you cleaned up and get you into something warm." She takes my hand and I let out a painful gasp.
"She... Zoe... she accidentally slammed the door on my hand, I think it's broken."
"Okay, I'll take a look at that too don't worry."
She puts her hand onto the small of my back instead and leads me into her living room. It's pretty empty but very cosy. It's mainly just boxes scattered all over the place, a couple of decorative pieces on the walls, a 3-seater sofa and coffee table are seated Infront of an old school fireplace. Across the room is her kitchen, open plan sort of thing. It's more full than the living room and she has the cutest little breakfast bar with a couple of bar style stools.
"Sorry for the mess, I still haven't had a chance to fully unpack, take a seat I'll make you a cup of tea and we'll get you cleaned up."
"Sophie?"
"Yes beautiful?" Pft, beautiful? Sitting here looking like I've been drowned, puffy eyes and blood dripping down my face and she calls me beautiful? It felt nice though.
"Sorry to be a pain, but can I maybe get a change of clothes and a towel?"
"Yes of course! Silly me! Just one thing though, not in a creepy way, but we don't want you getting blood on your pyjamas so maybe can you just wrap the towel around you instead of putting the top on when you get changed? I promise it's just until we clean up that cut. I'll be back in a mo!"
I trust her when she says it's not to be creepy, she's genuinely just looking out for me. I feel sick about how horrible I've been to her, and she's still so caring and wonderful to me. She skips back into the room and hands me a set of pyjamas, she is actually quite cute, In a friendly way, like she has nice positive energy.
"There you go, the bathroom in just at the bottom of the hall way, again sorry for the mess, there's a warm towel on the radiator for you and a fresh facecloth, are you hungry? Do you want anything to eat?"
"No, I'm okay thank you."
I make my way down the hall and get to the bathroom. I take a second to look at myself in the mirror. I'm a mess, there's a deep red mark around my neck and wrist from where Zoe gripped me, my other hand is swollen and there's a deep gash on my head. How did this happen, she's never been like this before, well apart from that night 6 months ago, but that was an accident. This time she wanted to hurt me, she wanted me to feel pain. I quietly start crying. My life is falling apart, I have no home to go back to, I can't ring my parents because they'll freak out and come home and I'll need to go back to Zoe's to get my car which I might not even be able to drive myself because my hands are fucked! There's a knock on the bathroom door.
"Hannah? Are you okay in there? You've been a while your tea's going to get cold."
"Yeah, sorry I was just thinking, coming now." I quickly put the shorts on and wrap the towel around my torso and head back in. She points me to the sofa where she has a couple of biscuits on a plate for me and a cup of tea.
"Okay you just sit right there and let me have a look." She starts escort kocaeli cleaning where I hit my head. "Good news is, it doesn't look deep enough to need stitches, and it's not bleeding as much as it looked, must have been the rain making it look worse. I'll just put a plaster on it to keep it clean."
"Thanks for this, sorry to put this on you."
"It's no bother at all. I'm glad you came here, it's the safest place for now. Let me see your hand." She sits on the floor, I gently raise my hand onto hers. "Fuck me Hannah, I'll need to wrap this up to make sure it doesn't get worse. We'll go to the hospital tomorrow, okay?"
"But they'll ask me what happened! It was an accident and Zoe will get in trouble!"
"Calm down, you don't have to tell them if you don't want to. We'll think of something, you work in a bar you could say it happened at work drunk customers or some shit, but if you don't want to tell we'll have a plan B okay?"
"Okay, thank you." She starts wrapping my hand for me,
"Okay this is going to hurt, but I need to wrap it tight, just concentrate on something else. My ass? You like my ass?" That manages to get a laugh out of me. "That's the spirit." She's right, it did hurt. Like really, really fucking hurt but she kept me calm, she has such a calming vibe about her. I definitely felt safe here. "Done! Is anywhere else needing looked at?" She looks up at me with a smile, which quickly turns to anger.
"No that's it, thank you."
"Let me see your neck." Instinct makes me cover it up with my other hand so she can't look. "Holy shit Hannah your hand! Look at your wrist!" Well, that didn't go to plan.
"It wasn't a big deal I promise, we got into a fight and she accidentally hurt me." How would anyone believe that, I wouldn't believe it, why was I even trying to protect her?
"Hannah, look at you! You've got your hand wrapped up, a cut on your head, your wrist is bruised and there's a fucking hand bruised into your neck! It wasn't an accident and you don't need to lie to me either, honey... tell me what happened."
Honey? First beautiful and now honey? Why are these names bringing me comfort? If she called me these names a few hours ago it would have made my stomach turn.
"Please Soph, I don't want to talk about it." My eyes start to fill up with tears again, she kneels down between my legs and places her hands on either side of my face.
"You don't have to, I won't make you do anything you don't want to, but I want you to know you can tell me anything, and unless you want me to do something, I won't." I look into her eyes, and yet again I can just tell that she means it. "Just tell me one thing, has this ever happened before? Apart from the night you already told me about?"
"No. Never. Soph... She was just so angry! I was so scared. She choked me against the wall and then threw me to the ground. I couldn't breathe, I thought she was going to kill me!" I start sobbing again. She comes and sits beside me and puts her arm around my shoulder and I rest my head on hers crying.
"Well, she can't hurt you anymore. I'm here, and I won't let anyone lay a finger on you again."
"She's going to kill me Sophie. She told me to clean up and that I've to stay on the sofa but I ran. I ran as soon as she went upstairs. What the hell can I do to make sure she doesn't hit me again? I just don't know how to fix it!" I'm still in tears on her shoulder.
"What do you mean fix it Hannah? You're not going back to her! She fucking beat you! Look at yourself. Honey, why would you go back to someone who treats you like this? This isn't love! This right here is control, she needs to control you and the one time she wasn't able to this happens!"
"I have no choice Soph! My car's there, all of my things are there. I would happily live out of my car but she smashed the window through, and how the fuck am I going to afford to fix that plus pay a month's rent and deposit upfront?! I've only been working a week, I have nothing to my name Soph! My parents are on a cruise ship in the middle of nowhere, so I can't go back to my them! She smashed my fucking phone too so I don't even have any form of contact! She has full control and she knows it, she knows I have nowhere to go!" She takes my face in her hands again and looks at me with the most serious look I've ever seen her give me.
"You have here Hannah. You will always have here. I know it's not much and it's pretty empty but it's safe! I've got a spare room, for now though I'll sleep on the sofa and you can have my bed, I can't afford a second bed right now but when I can I'm getting you one. I've been where you are, thrown out on my ass with nothing so I won't let that happen to you!"
"I can't let you do that Sophie. It's too much to ask, I can't even afford to help you out with bills or food or anything because with gölcük escort this fucking hand I can't work! 1 week into my job and I'm going to have to leave. I can't believe this is really happening!"
"Hannah? You're not asking me to do anything. I'm offering, and it's not because I expect anything in return, It's because I love you, and I would do anything for you. I would never let the woman I love be trapped in a situation where she's scared for her life so I don't give a shit if you can't give me a penny this is your home until you don't want it to be anymore."
"But... I've treated you so bad Soph. I cut you out when I promised I wouldn't, I've ignored you and pretended you never existed. How can you possibly still love me. How can you forgive me and give me all of this?!"
I honestly don't understand how she can be so kind and thoughtful. I really fucked her over and treated her like she was a piece of shit on my shoe and she's treating me as if I deserve the world. I deserve none of this, especially from the girl who's heart I broke.
"I don't give a shit about all of that, all I care about right now is your safety. So what we're going to do is for tonight, we'll relax, you've had a really rough night so I think we need to get you to bed. In the morning we're going to make a plan to get your stuff from Zoe's. One step at a time okay?"
"Yeah I guess. Thank you Soph, I owe you big time."
I give her a massive hug and she holds me tight. How could I have fucked this friendship up, and for a violent fucker like Zoe too! Looking back on it now I feel so fucking stupid for not picking up on the red flags. The quick mood changes, the way she hurt me the first time, taking my phone off me and deciding what I was going to text Soph and basically saying to me if I don't cut her off that it's going to make her angry and violent again? Am I a fucking idiot! Abuser red flags were slapping me right across the face.
"You owe me absolutely nothing. Let me show you to my room and then you get yourself a good night sleep."
Sophie brings me up a flight of stairs and into the first room on the right, she told me down the hall is where my room will be when we can get me a bed, but for now I'll be taking over her room. It was a reasonable size and had a double bed in it. Just like the rest of the house it's pretty empty except from a few decorative pieces, but it was still very cosy. I get myself into bed and leave enough room for her. After all of her attempts to seduce me I expect she'll try again. It's the last thing I want, but I also don't want to be alone right now, so as bad as it sounds if I have to kiss her to have some comfort tonight I'll do it. She starts walking towards the door, I first assumed it was just to close it but she was actually about to leave.
"Sophie?" She turns her head back to look at me.
"Yes honey?"
"Are you leaving?"
"I thought you were going to try to sleep? But if you want to chat I can stay and talk until you want to settle?"
"I... I was going to sleep but I just thought... I thought you were going to stay with me?" I can tell by the way she's looking at me that she wants to jump in the bed beside me, but something's holding her back.
"No sweetheart, I can't. You're vulnerable and hurt right now and me jumping into that bed, as much as I have dreamt about it for the past 7 months, is a really bad idea. It's not fair on you, and it's not fair on me."
"But... I don't want to be alone tonight.." She walks over to the bed and sits on the edge.
"Tell you what, I'll sleep on the floor, just so you know I'm here and if you need anything you just need to wake me up. Is that fair enough?" I wanted to say no, but I knew she was already doing more than she needed to.
"Yeah, that would be great. Thank you so much."
"No worries, I'll be back in a minute, just going to get a blanket okay?"
"Okay."
She gives me a gentle smile and off she goes to get herself ready to sleep on a hard cold floor. I feel terrible, she's already doing so much and now she's sleeping on a floor for me. Not going to lie, I would much rather have her holding me for comfort right now, but she's right. I'm vulnerable and would only be using her to make myself feel better which would be shitty on her part to take advantage of that, but also more shitty on me to use her when I know it would mean a lot more to her than it does to me.
God she's a lot more mature than I thought she was. Most people wouldn't give a fuck If someone was vulnerable, they would take full advantage, but not her. She actually cares about me so much. She comes back in after about 5 minutes with a few blankets in her hands.
"I really do need to unpack because I just tipped about 7 boxes out to find these!" She lets out an innocent giggle. "But anyway! Ready izmit sınırsız escort to try to settle? I'm pretty exhausted so I can only imagine how you feel."
"Yeah, sure I'm ready."
"Okay perfect."
She turns off the light and I hear her fumbling on the floor, obviously trying to get comfortable. She finally stops flopping about, my automatic routine at this time at night is to flick through social media on my phone. Of course that's not possible because it's currently smashed on Zoe's floor. I Guess I actually should just sleep then.
"Night, night Soph, thanks again for this."
"Night beautiful. Anytime."
Beautiful. I don't feel beautiful, but again, I believe she means it. I close my eyes and within minutes I'm fast asleep.
When I wake up I have a moment of panic, I have no idea where I am and I'm in so much pain. It takes a few seconds but then reality hits, the events of last night come flashing back. I take a look at my hands, it actually really happened. The girl I love physically hurt me. My head feels like I've had a 3 day bender and I've woke up with a killer hangover, nope. That's just the damage from the coffee table. I look down and see that Sophie isn't on the floor anymore, I'm not sure if she left while I was sleeping or if she just got up early, wouldn't be the first time I've woke up and she's been gone.
I make my way to the bathroom to get freshened up and I see she's already left me a change of clothes, a spare toothbrush and a few toiletries. She's left a folded piece of paper beside it with my name on it, inside reads;
'Morning beautiful, hopefully these are okay for you, if not feel free to raid my wardrobe. I've had to make a quick trip to work but I'll not be long, the fridge is full so make yourself whatever you like for breakfast. See you soon x'
She's so sweet, but I don't understand why my heart sinks every time she mentions 'beautiful'. The more I think of it, I've never really been called beautiful. I've been called hot, sexy, even unique, but beautiful isn't something I've ever thought of myself. I guess it's nice to have someone think that I am, I just don't believe it myself.
I go downstairs and just sit at her breakfast bar, sipping at my coffee and reading the newspaper she left. It's my favourite actually, the chronicle, always has the most challenging sudoku's. Yes I'm a geek, I still get the newspaper to do the daily puzzles, it was always me and my dad's thing to do so I guess it brings me comfort. I check the fridge to see what I can force down myself, she has great taste! Fresh berries, Greek yoghurt, strawberry sauce, even had banana and strawberry smoothies. My favourite cheeses, smoked, cranberry, pickled cheese, the little things get me excited! I can get used to this selection. Zoe's more of a 'eat on the go' girl so we never really have fresh food in the house.
I make myself a Greek yoghurt pot with strawberries, raspberries, strawberry sauce and a smoothie for the extra boost. I continue with my sudoku and I hear a car pull in outside. My heart skips a beat. What if it's Zoe? What if she found out I'm here? I'm dead, she is actually going to kill me. But then I hear the key in the door and I relax, it's just Sophie. She goes to the living room and throws a laptop bag on the floor and lies down on the sofa and starts playing on her phone.
"Morning lazy. How was your sleep?" She's chirpy today, it's refreshing.
"Could have been better, you?"
"Oh it was lovely, the hard floor did wonders for my back." She takes her head out of her phone for a second and gives me a playful smile and then straight back into her phone.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to sleep there."
"Shh you, I'm only playing. Enjoying the sudoku?"
"Yeah I've nearly finished it. Wait how did you know I was doing a sudoku? Have you got cameras? You been spying on me you creep?" She lets out a little laugh.
"No you idiot! You told me before that you love doing the chronicle's puzzles in the morning so I made sure to go and get it before I went into the office."
"I don't remember telling you that?"
"It was just a random conversation we were having when we were texting back when."
"I... I can't believe you remembered that. Did you get the stuff in the fridge for me too?"
"Oh. Yeah, same situation, I just remember things. No biggie."
It was a biggie though. I can't even remember telling her anything about the things I like. This was over half a year ago and she still remembers, she made sure I woke up to things I loved. I take a glance over and she's just so casual, just lying there without a care in the world glued to her phone. She's acting like nothing happened to me, it's strange.
She must feel me staring at her and finally glances up. She tilts her head and taps the sofa to invite me over. I grab my smoothie and walk over to the sofa and she's still fully sprawled out with her long, sexy legs taking up all the room. Shit, snap out of it! I need to not sexualise her, I'm only thinking this way because I'm hurt and she kept me safe.