I Dare You

By CorkyBookworm

Romance / Drama

Heartbreak

Nancy Drew ran into her room and slammed the door shut. She sprawled onto her bed, burying her head in her panda bear pillow pet. The tears flowed freely now.

A soft knock on her bedroom door resonated throughout the otherwise empty house. Nancy continued to weep. She pressed her head harder into her pillow as if that would take the pain away.

Her door swung silently open and in walked Hannah Gruen, the Drew's motherly housekeeper and good family friend. She sat on the edge of the eighteen-year-old's bed. Gingerly, she placed one hand on the girl's shoulder. She said nothing, knowing well that there were no words that could or would comfort the child.

"Oh, Hannah!" she blubbered. She raised her head to look at the woman who had helped raise her since her mother had died when she was three. Her blue eyes were clouded with unstoppable tears brimming and falling over and over. Her reddish-blonde hair was a mess, sticking to her wet cheeks and whatnot. "Hannah…" the girl whispered as a fresh wave of hot tears began to fall.

"Oh, baby girl," Hannah clutched the girl as she fell into her lap. She gently stroked Nancy head, murmuring comfortingly. They sat like that until Mr. Drew, Nancy's father, came home. It was a few hours.

When Nancy heard the door, she sat up and quickly wiped her face. She'd never want her father to she her like this. Hannah chuckled lightly, "I'll bring up a hot cup of chicken broth and tell him you're not feeling well tonight."

"Thank you, Hannah," Nancy's words were hardly audible because her throat was sore from so many hours of crying. Ten minutes later, someone knocked softly on her door. Not knowing who it was, Nancy rushed under her covers and pulled a pillow over her head to hide her puffy face.

"It's me, Sweet," Hannah called. Nancy relaxed and came out of hiding. Hannah came in and set a tray on Nancy's bedside table. On the tray was a steaming mug of hot soup, a tube of saltines, a glass of warm milk, and one of Hannah's delicious lemon tarts. "Goodnight dear, and sweet dreams to you," she lightly kissed Nancy's forehead and then turned to leave. Nancy smiled for the first time since that morning. She dressed in her PJ pants and an old gulf shores t-shirt. Next she turned her fan on low, slipped under her cold sheets, and began to cautiously sip at her broth. Before she knew it, she drifted off into a deep slumber.

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