Chapter 51: Isabelle: Please Don't Be Dead

Hannah.

"Are you okay?" she asks, her gaze raking over me.

"I'm sick," I lie. I stand in the doorway, refusing to let her inside.

She tilts her head. "You don't look sick."

"Well, I am." I shift on my feet.

"You haven't been answering any of my calls or texts."

"I've been sleeping a lot." I shrug. "Sorry." Guilt stabs my chest. There's no reason whatsoever for the way I'm treating her. I'm being unnecessarily mean, but I can't seem to stop myself.

"So, I take it you're not going to homecoming tonight then?"

I shake my head and bite the inside of my cheek so I won't cry.

Hannah nods. "I probably can't change your mind, can I?"

I shake my head again. My throat burns with the effort of holding back tears.

"It's our senior year, Isabelle. This is the very last homecoming dance we'll ever have. Are you sure you want to miss this?"