Oneshot that I have always wanted to write of how I imagined a scenario of three days before Hannah's disappearance, both as the canon of the game, as the 'What if...?, I hope you like it 🤭
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*Macie POV*
If there's one thing I can't stand, it's having to be the girl from the café: 'Macie, bring me a cappuccino', 'Macie, bring me a venti', 'Macie, have my macchiato', 'Macie, a lungo for me' , etcetera etcetera… And of course, who pays for those coffees? Exactly: me. As if it hadn't been hard for me to save for the blouse I've been wearing today. I have to divide the money between the house, Henry's needs and my subscriptions that keep me going in these chaotic days. Sitting on the couch… Turning on the TV… And watching the romance between Elena and Stephan, and Damon's sexy smile. If it weren't for them, I don't think I would survive.
And last night I needed it after that date. I have to let Lian introduce me to the boys, but of course, if she was lucky to meet such a lovely man, why trust her?
Or maybe it scared them when I look at them closely, as if analyzing them. Although thanks to analyzing them, I found out that one of them was hiding the fact that he was married. Ugh… It's sad that I now use these skills to find a boyfriend. Why can't I use it at work as well with some news?
“Also because I'm too picky… “ I comment as I carry the coffees “Well, this was the lungo, this was the macchiato…” I say as I walk.
The phone rings and I stop walking, answering.
“Hello?”
“Connors, there’s another coffee order” my superior says, speaking quickly “, bring me an Americano.
“What?” I put the phone on my shoulder, to press it against my ear “But I'm already halfway there!”
“Then it’ll be okay if you turn around and buy another one.”
“But Mr. Jones-“
When I was about to continue the discussion —or try to, because he's my superior—, a guy pushed me, spilling the coffee beans on my blouse. My blouse! My €75 blouse!
“But what are you doing?!” I yelled, glaring at him.
“I am sorry!” I see how he takes out some coins and leaves them in my hand “Goodbye!” He runs off as if it cost him his life.
"This costs more than a few coins!" Came back! He yelled, watching her leave.
I tried to get his face, but he was wearing a mask and hood. I only kept his eyes. And with that, I can't do much. But would they really take a complaint for ruining my blouse?
“Great...” I look at the blouse and finally, the coffees “No, no... They're going to kill me... My money...”
“Hey!” I look up, seeing a policeman approaching me “Have you seen…” he takes a breath as if he were hungry, tired “Have you seen a guy in black and carrying a big bag?”
I stare at him, unable to speak. He probably doesn't remember me, but I do, he was one of those who messed with me in the past.
I open and close my mouth, wanting to answer. But the words don't come out.
I press my lips into a thin line. Nervous.
"He's gone" I say, raising my hand "over there." I point to the opposite side, automatically. As if I wanted to ruin his job. Make him look ridiculous.
“Thank you!” He is going in the direction I told him.
I take a deep breath. I can't believe what I've done.
I look down at the coffees and sigh. This doesn't look good and I don't have more money for more coffees. I have to get money from an ATM and I'm going to be late.
"This day couldn't get any worse...”
I had bought me an ordinary T-shirt. While the blouse, I left it at the dry cleaners.
I had bought the coffees again. How I hated it.
“Where have you been?” Lian approaches me, nervous “They haven't stopped asking about you” she walks next to me, taking little steps “And the blouse? Why do you get a smiley cat t-shirt?”
"Because I need something to cheer me up right now" I reply quickly, while I am taking almost leaps and bounds ”. I'm sorry, I'll tell you right now." I walk away from her, going to the meeting room.
I knock on the door and wait for them to order me in.
I keep waiting, until they finally open the door for me, almost as if they were going to throw it down.
“Where were you?” Christian asks me quickly.
“They threw the coffees at me and-“
“I asked you where you were, not to tell me what happened” he takes the coffee trays and closes the door for me.
I close my eyes, taking a breath to calm myself from going in and yelling at him.
I return to my desk and see the latest news messages to post on the website. There is always a lot of work and they pass everything to me. Someday I will have something good to tell. Of that I am sure.
Maybe twenty years from now.
I am in charge of decorating the page a bit, following the instructions.
Lian walks over to my table, grabbing a chair.
"Details, now" she tells me authoritatively, "have you met the boy from last night?" Is that why you have other clothes than this morning?
“No, an idiot who was running has thrown all the coffees on me.”
"Oh! Just like in romantic movies!” Lian gets excited and I return to the computer, not really wanting to talk “And? What happened? Has he given you his number? Have you given it to him?”
“Coins.”
“What?"
“He gave me some coins, he said ‘I'm sorry’ ” I put on the most pitiful voice I can do “and he ran away. And it's not like I saw his face, he was covered.”
"Have you checked to see if you've been robbed?"
"No, he hasn't robbed me" I sigh exaggeratedly “. I hope I never see that guy with bad manners again or if not...”
“You’re going to kill him for destroying your blouse.”
My blouse… my precious blouse…
I put my hands to my head. It's better not to tell Lian what happened next, because I don't even know why I did it myself. Why did I help him after ruining my clothes?
<<His eyes… he looked quite desperate.>>
"Earth calling Macie" Lian snaps her fingers, waking me up from my thoughts "And the boy from yesterday? What happened?”
“Well…”
“Well?”
I shrug. I hadn’t gotten to have that special connection I’m looking for.
Maybe Lian is right and I’m too picky.
"Maybe it's time to accept having a rabbit farm or… Do you think Klaus will still be free?"
"No" she holds up a finger "don't drag yourself into the past Macie, but don't try to find everything wrong with the guys you know, okay?"
“I don’t, it’s just-“
“But what exactly are you looking for?”
I start to think, what do I want?
I want someone who will impress me when he speak, someone who will make me feel like before. A man who when he speaks makes me think: I want to hear you forever even if I have no idea what you're talking about, but I find your emotion adorable.
I don't know. A man who makes me sigh because of his way of speaking? That his way of thinking is surprising?
"Someone I can get into when we thinking and we can… I don't know, have fun with the smallest things we can." I tilt my head, continuing to think.
“And if you're looking for that so much, why do you reject them after one date?” Lian places her hands on my shoulders, shaking me “Where is the second date to meet him?”
I laugh and carefully stop her. Not wanting to hurt her because of the pregnancy.
“Because my instinct tells me that it is not what I am looking for.”
“Your instinct fails” she moves away little by little “what are you waiting for? The guy you've been waiting for so long to send you a message without him having your number?”
I roll my eyes, with a smile.
Chosen my future: I will have a rabbit farm.
As night falls, I stretch out on the couch with a bowl of yogurt and chocolate cereal.
Henry jumps onto the couch, coming up next to me.
"Why do you think the police would be chasing him?" I ask Henry, remembering the guy from this morning "Maybe he's stolen something? He was carrying a rather large bag and seemed heavy…” I start thinking about him. My curiosity can me, it's in my blood. But then I remember what he did and I'm mad at him again “. Let's leave it. Choose Henry. Today we have the next chapter of Vampire Chronicles or we see Twilight?” Henry ignores me, as usual “Yeah, maybe I could start watching something else.”
I start to eat and decide to saw 'Fallen', today we will change the fangs for the wings.
*Jake POV*
I had arrived in the city earlier than I expected. I had managed to evade police surveillance at the station again. Blending into the crowd had worked. I always had to choose the time when there were more people, It is easier to be invisible and for no one to pay attention to you, they are so absorbed in their thoughts that I do not exist for them. I am just a shadow, a figment of the imagination of someone who thinks they have seen a person. I'm nobody to pay attention to.
I look on my cell phone the way in which to get to some buildings in the area of the university. There are always too many people there for them not to remember me. An area where every day there is always someone new.
They have been abandoned for a long time because the construction company made them with unreliable materials, so when the town hall found out, the guy who was in charge of building them fled. I think it will be good for me to spend time there. I have to save a little, I have already paid enough for the bus ticket. And I have to take advantage of the fact that at the moment they are not going to knock them down.
I look up from my phone, seeing a guy steal a lady's purse.
<<Do not get in mess.>>
It is what I think. It is what I want to do.
<<Shit.>>
I silently approach the thief and doing his same trick, I manage to get the purse without him noticing.
When I want to stealthily return it to her, she gets ahead of me, screaming.
“My wallet!” She yells, looking at her pockets “I've been robbed!”
I groan under my breath, tossing the small object into her hands.
“The thief! He is!” She yells just as I run off.
It is the last and only time that I helped someone. Never again.
I run out, being careful with the bag in which I have all my equipment.
I jump down the stairs, from one railing to another.
I hear the policeman from a long way away say to stop.
I keep running and look back for a moment, to see if he is still following me.
I notice a strong blow, I have collided with something.
No. It is worse.
With someone.
“But what are you doing?!” The young woman yells at me.
I see that I have spilled several coffees on top of her blouse, but what happens today?
“I am sorry!” I quickly took out the coins that I had in my pockets, to give them to her as an apology “Goodbye!” I run again, getting away from there.
"This costs more than a few coins! Came back!” she yells at me and I mentally apologize to her several times.
This was not what was planned.
I am running into a dead end. I curse under the mask.
I remain silent, listening to the conversation.
“Hey!” I peek carefully. The policeman has stopped the girl “Have you seen…” he speaks with difficulty, I have made him run more than he can stand “Have you seen a guy in black and carrying a big bag?”
I see she does not answer. I am worried. I have pissed her off enough, surely I have given her a good reason to give me away.
"He's gone that way." I frown when I see her pointing to the opposite side where I had gone. Isn't she going to give me away? Why?
“Thank you!” The policeman leaves in the direction indicated by her and I stay looking at her quite strangely.
<<I better not be tempted by curiosity again, we already know what happened last time.>>
I wait for her to leave and go out. People are my camouflage again.
Arriving at the buildings, I see a couple of cats in front of the back door.
“Go away” I tell them quietly, gently brushing them aside with my hand “. Come on, do not make me angry.”
I climb the stairs until I reach the top floor. I prefer to have a view from above to see who is approaching the building.
I take out the lock picks and begin to open the door. I had to learn a bit about vandalism, not that I wanted to, but it is necessary if sometimes I canot afford to stay in a motel to save a little and not spend too much.
As soon as I enter, I look at the floor. It is small, a student. It has furniture. They really had it all figured out to want to rent them out.
I lower the blinds, but not before checking again to see if anyone followed me.
I put the backpack on the ground and start to open the travel bag. I check that my equipment is correct after running off like that.
"Okay, looks like everything's perfect." I mutter, beginning to pull out the computer tower and screens. Sometimes I feel like I had to bring too many things, but It is all I need to feel safe. If I destroy everything... maybe I would go crazy. More still can.
As I assemble all the equipment, I start thinking about that girl again. Why did she do it? She is supposed to tell the police that he is chasing a criminal where he has fled to.
"Or maybe I am thinking about this because I do not have anything better to think about." I comment as I continue to run the cables.
For years I have been careful in everything I do and just today it seems like everything went wrong. It is as if life laughed at me, knowing how paranoid I have become with the fear of believing that they are watching me all the time, following me.
I finish putting it all up. I turn on the computer and put the protection programs.
I leave the backpack in the room and go to the bathroom. Luckily there is no mirror to look at my face. It is not like I dared to do it either. Do I deserve it? So that? To know what I judge myself for what I did? I knew what I was doing, but I never thought it would go to that extreme.
I check the water, unfortunately, no hot water comes out. Luckily the showers I take are quick so as not to waste time.
I dress quickly, frozen. Although the cold does not bother me as much as before, I have had to sleep on the street at times because a motel was full.
Night falls and I see that I get an email notice.
It is been years since I used that e-mail and I stopped using it because of a person.
Only one person could send me a message to that email.
I read her message and worry invades me. For her to ask me for help after so many years after having cut all connection with her is strange.
Due to the situation, I make an exception and call her by video call.
“Hannah!” I exclaimed as soon as I saw her.
She sighs in relief, even smiling at me.
“Jake!” Good thing you called!
“What happened?! Where are you?!” I ask worried.
I try to look around, but everything is very dark. I manage to see something similar to a house and trees. Where is she?
“What has happened- Ah!” A gloved hand appears, pulling her closer to her mouth, covering it.
"Hannah!" I exclaimed nervously, beginning to not be able to breathe. The cell phone falls to the ground, revealing her shaking feet “Leave her! Leave Hannah!” It's stupid to yell that, like it's going to work.
I put my hands to my head, worried, what do I do? What do I do, what do I do? I can't call the police!
I have no alternative.
It is to risk or not to do.
I return to the computer, trying to get some of Hannah's contacts, like Lilly. They have to know. They have to know!
I open a chat and add their friends.
A boy named Thomas answers.
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Thomas
Hello, stranger
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What am I doing? This may be too risky for me!
I bring my hands to my head, thinking again about what I am doing.
This is for Hannah. Come on Jake!
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Hannah is in danger.
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