Title: Picture To Burn

A/N: Wow, this is the longest chapter I've written for this story. I was going to make it shorter, but I wanted to fit in what I could so I can start the next chapter where I want to. I would like to thank Carrie Underwood for the title of this chapter, her song I Just Can't Live a Lie goes almost perfectly with it. Thanks for all of the positive feedback, I hope this chapter lives up to what you guys expected!

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Chapter 7;Cause Hurtful Words Are All That We Exchange...But I Can't Watch You Walk Away.

( Reid's POV )

I followed Hannah into the woods. I could tell she was drunk by the way she swayed while she was walking and her slurred speech when she was talking before.

She stumbled and I grabbed her just before she fell.

"Don't touch me." She yanked herself out of my grip and nearly fell again. I rolled my eyes. I hadn't seen her this drunk in a while. I was about to ask where we were going, when I saw her car come into view.

She stopped by it, and turned to me with her hands on her hips.

"What the hell was that?" She asked waving her arms around in the air. I could hear the anger in her voice. I can't believe she was mad at me.

"Are you serious? I just saved you from looking like a slut in front of the entire school." Her eyes widened. Okay, maybe that was the wrong thing to say. "You're not even mad at what he said?" I asked, hoping that she was drunk enough that I could easily break her train of thought.

"Wait, what?" She asked, her face confused for a moment then she waved a dismissing hand. "It doesn't matter what he said." Was she serious?

"Are you kidding me?! He says he's gonna fuck you tonight and you don't care, Hannah?" Okay, now I was pissed.

"I don't care about that, it wasn't gonna happen either way." She stated, and her tone caused me to forget for a moment that she was drunk.

Until she stumbled again while standing still.

"Yeah, sure Hannah." She was close to the black out point of her drunkenness. A couple more drinks and she wouldn't know what was going on.

"Are you calling me a slut?" She questioned, pushing my shoulder, which only caused her to loose her balance. I rolled my eyes. "Because I'm not. You of all people should know that I am not easy."

I sighed and rubbed a hand over my eyes. I didn't want this turning into another one of those fights.

"Hannah, you're drunk. Let me drive you back to the dorms and we can talk about this tomorrow." I put my hand out, asking for the keys.

"I am not drunk."

I laughed. Yeah, right.

"Give me your keys, Hannah."

"Why should I listen to you?" She asked defiantly.

"Because I'm trying to keep you from killing yourself." I stated calmly.

"Reid you can't just go around punching every guy that shows an interest in me!" She started to rant randomly, changing the subject. Either she was doing it on purpose or she was as drunk as I thought she was. "Did I attack Cheer-Slut yesterday when you had your tongue down her throat? I think not." She said, hands on her hips once again.

"That's different."

"Right, how?" She sneered.

"Because, Hannah, I don't care about Kristy."

"So? You don't think it hurt me to see you with her, Reid? And then I find out from Tyler that you guys are dating!" Her voice cracked and even in the dark I could see her eyes start to glisten.

"Dating? We were never dating." I stated, thinking that would make her feel better.

"That's not the point Reid! Still seeing it, God, that hurt so much!"

"Hannah..."

"And then you go and attack Chad like you still care! You have to stop acting like that!"

"Why?" Maybe her drunken state would come in handy and she would start opening up to me.

"Because every time you do, you drag me down, back into this whole mess of feeling like shit!" She wiped furiously at her eyes. "I was pulling myself out of that hole, I was so sure I was gonna be fine. And then here you come push me right back in! Please, you have to stop pretending to care."

"Pretend? Of course I care! Why the hell do you think I did that?!" Was she stupid?

"Cause you like messing with my head!"

I shook my head. "You're being ridiculous Hannah!"

"No I'm not Reid! Why cant you just let me get over you in peace?" She cried, pushing me again. This whole violence thing has got to stop.

"Don't you understand? I don't want you to get over me!" I grabbed her arms as they went to hit me again. "Stop that!" She pulled them away and crossed them over her chest defensively.

"Can you just go? Please? Let me wallow in my own self pity." Tears were still falling from her eyes.

"I can't leave you, Hannah." I said softly. She slumped herself against her car, putting her head in her hands. I approached her cautiously. "Did it really bother you that much? Seeing me with Kristy?"

"Of course it did." She mumbled into her hands.

"Why Hannah? You broke up with me."

"I know..."

"Then why does it bother you so much? If you care so much then why are we not together anymore?"

"Because Reid!" She exclaimed, pushing herself off of the car. "Three strikes."

Huh?

"What?"

"In baseball. You get three strikes and you're out." She explained, wrapping her arms around her body as it began to rain slightly. "I gave you eight strikes, Reid." She was silent for a moment. "EIGHT!" She cried out suddenly, holding out her fingers in demonstration. "I gave you eight chances Reid, and you blew every single one of them!"

"Hey, don't think I forgot about your little escapades with Abbot." I replied in defense. She shook her head.

"Don't you get it? I only did that because I wanted you to feel the pain I felt every time you slept with some skank and I found out." She bit her lip, and I could tell she was fighting back more tears. "That's why I picked Aaron. I thought he would be the one person that it would cause you pain to hear about me with, enough pain for you to understand what you were doing to me." She laughed harshly. "I was so wrong though." She pushed some of her now wet hair out of her face.

I wonder if she even realized it was raining yet.

"Reid, you claim you care...but how am I supposed to believe you?" She started again, and her body shivered. I immediately went to take my jacket off, but she stopped me. "Don't bother." She said holding a hand up before continuing. "You don't cheat on people you care about. Maybe once, you slip up...we're all human, nobodies perfect, Reid, and I understand that. But eight times..." She trailed off.

So that's it. That's why she thinks I don't care.

She really doesn't get it...does she?

"What about Chad?" It came out harsher then I had intended.

She immediately went back on the defensive.

"What about him?"

"Why were you letting him do that, say those things? And you don't care?" The rain was starting to get heavier, but neither of us seemed to care at the moment. "But I make one little comment, not even intending for it to be insulting, and you're all over me about it! What the hell is that, Hannah?!"

"He doesn't mean anything to me." I rolled my eyes at her.

"Yeah, great answer."

Not like me meaning anything to her was gonna get her back in my arms, right?

"God, Reid. Just shut up." She sighed rubbing her forehead with her hand.

"I'm not the one talking nonsense, Hannah." She glared at me.

"I'm drunk, Reid. I'm allowed to talk nonsense."

Oh, so now she admits it.

Whatever, time to for more information fishing.

"If I hurt you so much, why isn't it just easy for you to get over me? Forget about me?" I started, "If I was the cause of so much pain why can't you just walk away?"

I had to know if...

I had barely finished my question when she threw her arms up in the air.

"Because I love you, Reid! I am so in love with you, and I hate myself for it!"

I froze.

What did she just say?

Does she even realize what she just said?

"It's so hard, everybody screaming at me to just get over you, I'm better off, blah, blah! And I know I shouldn't want to be with you anymore!" She continued rambling but I was still frozen, my mind still processing what she had just said. "But how am I better off? When I feel so empty because you're not there to make me happy?"

Suddenly it all clicked in my head.

"I'm just tired of pretending I'm okay without-"

( Hannah's POV )

I felt my back slam into the door of my car as Reid's lips attacked mine.

I immediately pulled him closer to me, kissing him back just as furiously. It felt so good to have him kissing me again, and as much as the door handle was killing my back, I didn't care. All that mattered was that Reid was kissing me, and it felt so amazing.

Suddenly I was pulled away from the car, and I didn't realize I was actually inside of it until I felt the soft cushion of the backseat against my back.

Wait. How did that happen?

My car was locked and he didn't have the keys.

I pulled away from him and he pushed me in farther before getting in himself and slamming the door.

"How...?"

"Shh..." He pulled me back into another passionate kiss and I couldn't help the way I melted into him.

He suddenly broke the kiss and rested his hands on my face, his eyes searching for mine in the dark. Once our eyes were locked he took a deep breath.

"I love you too, Hannah." He stated it clearly, but I thought I was hearing things.

I stared at him dumbly.

"What?"

"I love you, Hannah." He repeated again. I let a grin spread across my face.

"I heard you right?" I questioned, and watched as he nodded his head. "Oh thank God." and I pulled him in for another kiss.

You know how some people describe how when they kiss someone they become breathless? Well that's what Reid does to me. He has the ability to kiss me and literally take my breath away. And he's the only person who has ever been able to do that to me.

Sometimes I wonder if I affect him the same way.

When he kisses me, he consumes all of my thoughts. Nothing else is relevant besides the amazing feeling I get; it's like the whole world around us disappears.

I was so caught up in that feeling, I didn't even realize we weren't alone in the woods anymore until a light flashed in the window and a loud tapping noise came from the outside.

"What the fuck?!" Reid cursed as I jumped in surprise.

The tapping and flashing lights continued.

"Police!" The person outside my car called. I heard Reid groan and my eyes widened in panic. "Open up kids!"

"Put your jacket back on." Reid instructed when I made no attempt to move. I looked at him and snapped back to reality.

I didn't even realize I had taken it off.

I watched him pull on his orange zip-up and then he handed me his jacket. I went to protest but he shook his head. "Take it, Hannah." He insisted. I nodded and pulled it on as he opened the door.

"What are you kids doing out here so late?" The cop asked as we stepped back out into the rain. He eyed me curiously. "Have you been drinking tonight?" He asked, his eyes still on me.

How could he tell so quickly?

I immediately grabbed Reid's hand.

"Well, you see sir-" He started when we heard the sound of glass shattering close by. All of our heads turned in the direction of the sound, and I saw that a handful of cops were huddled around a white car.

"Chief!" One of them called moments later. "You're going to want to get over here, I think we've got an overdose!" My grip on Reid's hand tightened as I recognized the car.

"You two stay right here." Reid nodded, he seemed a little dazed. I squeezed his hand again.

"You okay?" He asked, his eyes meeting mine instantly.

"I know who's car that is." I said softly as the police chief made his way back over to us.

"Do you think you could try to identify this kid for us? He has no ID on him." He asked.

Reid looked at me with a worried expression.

I took a deep breath and nodded.

The chief led us over to the car, and another cop immediately moved out of the way.

Reid's eyebrows shot up.

I gasped and my free hand flew over my mouth.

I had never seen a dead body before, at least in real life...but I was almost positive it wasn't supposed to look like. That couldn't be what an overdose looked like. It looked like the life had literally been sucked out of him.

Maybe I was still a little drunk.

The cop led us away from the car and looked at us expectantly. Reid turned to me, apparently he had no idea who it was.

"His name's Lance Regan." I choked on the sob that was trying to make its way out.

"You sure?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yeah, he sits-sat-he sat next to me in Latin." He nodded, apparently satisfied.

"Okay, thanks for the help. You kids can go, but I want you to go straight home." He ordered. Reid and I both nodded and I was vaguely aware of him leading me back towards my car.

"I'm gonna drive, okay?" He asked, concern in his voice. I simply nodded and searched through my purse, handing him my keys when I found them.

The ride back to school was silent.

"Han," Reid said, catching my attention as he drove through the school gates. I looked at him. "You okay baby?" He asked, placing his hand over my own.

"I...not really." I answered truthfully. "Is that what someone really looks like when they OD?" Reid shook his head as he pulled my car into the empty parking space between his truck and Tyler's Hummer.

"Honestly, I don't think so." He sighed. "C'mon, we should get inside and into dry clothes before we get sick."

Reid led me into the dorm house and up the two flights of stairs to my room. He still had my keys so he took it upon himself to open the door. We walked in and I flipped on the light, and it didn't surprise me when I noticed Rachael wasn't asleep in her bed. She spent most of her nights in Bobby's room.

Reid turned to me, brushing some of my wet hair out of my face. "You gonna be okay?" He asked.

I know I probably shouldn't be doing this...

"Can you stay with me?"

But I really didn't want to be alone, especially after...

If anything, I can blame the alcohol in the morning.

He kissed my forehead.

"You sure?" He questioned.

"Yeah, I am." I gave him the best smile I could, and he seemed satisfied. "But Reid Garwin, I swear if I feel your hands trying to cop a feel I will kick your pale, scrawny ass." He smirked and grabbed my hands.

"Don't make promises you aren't gonna keep." He murmured pulling me to him and kissing me soundly. When we broke apart he gave me a grin. I giggled and slapped at his chest lightly.

"You're such a perv." I began pushing him out of the room. "Go get changed and come back, I don't wanna hear your bitching when you get sick." He mumbled a 'shut up' before kissing my lips once more and heading out the door.

I smiled to myself. It felt good to not have to be pretend to happy for once.