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have to tell me? What is the truth, and what
the hell is he talking about? I want him to tell me now, but I also
know I have to trust him before I will believe anything he says to
me.
    “Zane, how am I supposed to learn to trust
you again? You broke the only part of me that was whole, and that
part was you. Everything else about was broken, except you, and
then you broke me and I had nothing. I had Rayanne, but she never
knew everything about my mom. You were the only one who knew
everything, and you still loved me…at least I thought. I guess I
was wrong, because I sure was easy to walk away from.”
    I started crying as I said this to him. I
walked away from him and started walking towards my room. I wanted
to be done with this. It hurt too bad remembering when he left. The
next thing I knew, Zane grabbed my arm, stopping me.
    “Hannah, you need to know, that in no way,
was walking away from you easy.”
    I turned towards him, with tears in my eyes,
and screamed, “Zane, you did walk away! You left me alone with that
woman and all the fears that came with her! Everyday, I feared what
she would say or do to me. Do you know, when you would come into my
room at night, it was the only time I felt normal? After you left,
I would stay up all night and write down everything I did that day,
to see if I did anything that would be a little bit manic or crazy
in general. I didn’t have you to make me feel normal!” At this
point, tears were streaming down my cheeks.
    Zane came to me and started rubbing his
fingers up and down my tear soaked cheeks. His touch did more for
me than any kiss Jason could give me. I knew I could never be with
Zane the way I really wanted. I needed someone who didn’t know me
before I was heavy. If he couldn’t love me in a sexual way before,
then I could never accept it now.
    With my eyes closed, Zane kept rubbing my
tears off of my cheeks.
    “Open your eyes, Hannah,” he said, in such a
commanding and possessive way, and I didn’t even fight it. I
immediately opened my eyes. What stared back at me where the eyes
of the only boy I knew I would ever love, which really sucked.
    “Hannah, please let me prove to you how much
it hurt to walk away from you. Let me prove to you that I love you.
Let me earn your trust. I will be at your beck and call at all
times,” he told me. I believed him. I could see it in his eyes.
    “What can’t you tell me now? You keep saying
that when I am ready you have something to tell me. What is it?” I
asked, unsure if I wanted to really know the answer.
    “There are things I do have to tell you, but
I want to make sure you will be able to believe me when I tell
you.”
    “You do realize that you are asking me to
trust you right now. I should demand to know what it is now. But,
since I do know you, I can tell by looking into your eyes that you
mean what you say.”
    “Good. So, what is the first thing you need
me to do? Clean your room? Bring you breakfast in bed?”
    He made me smile. “No, what I need is a
running partner in the morning.” Rayanne does not run or do any
physical activity, and it pisses me off. When I first started
losing weight, I started by walking. The more weight I lost, the
more I was able run. That bitch didn’t have to do anything, which
wasn’t fair, but I still love her.
    “Of course I can, Hannah Banana Split. I feel
like, maybe, I can call you that again. Is that okay?” he asks
me.
    “Yes, you can call me that again,” I answered
back. I smiled on the inside, because if I am honest with myself, I
really missed him calling me that.
    “What time should I be here tomorrow?”
    “I like to get an early start, so about six.
You okay with that?” I ask him, with a huge grin on my face,
because I know how much Zane hates getting up that early.
    “You are evil, but I will be here bright and
early. What time is your first class tomorrow?”
    My first class isn’t until eleven, but I have
my first shrink appointment tomorrow, and I