What was she thinking calling him up when she was crying? Of course he would be Luis and come to her aid it is what friends did right? Hannah paused and looked in the mirror at herself. Her eyes were puffy and her nose bright red, surely this should turn him away if nothing else. With more than a little insecurity, she opened the door...
"Hey Hannah Banana" The humor died instantly on his lips as he stared at her watery eyes. It was that moment that murderous rage caught those wonderful eyes of his. He ushered her into the house like a piece of fragile painted glass. "Who did it?"
"Did what?"
"Who made you cry? I'll kill them."
"Luis..."
"I mean it Hannah, so help me I'll make them regret hurting you."
"It was you"
The silence stretched for a long moment between him. Hannah found herself counting his breathes as he stood staring at her. She found herself worrying what he would say. Then she saw a softening of his eyes which mixed with fear and guilt.
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