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Because I Have You

Hannah's POV.

Today I have a meeting at 10:30 and then I have plans with Mamrie to eat lunch and talk about an upcoming project. After the lunch I have another meeting and thats the plan for my day.

I walk into the living room seeing Grace with her head in her hands,

"Hey Babe you alright?"

"Hmm, ooh a ya.." She says with a noticable fake smile, looking down.

I know something isn't right but I don't want to push her.

Grace's POV.

Since yesterday I've had the urge to selfharm, but I've stayed strong for Hannah.

Im scared for when Hannah leaves, i'll be all alone and my mind will go into the deepest parts of my mind and my anxiety will get worse..and Ill have a bigger urge.

I haven't told Hannah any of this because I don't want her to worry about me, and I feel like she won't trust me being alone...which she shouldn't.

"Ok, well Grace I gotta go to my first meeting, so Ill see you later alright?" She says kissing my forehead.

"Mhmm.." I say clenching my teeth.

~An hour later~

Its only been an hour and im already shaking uncontrollably and im sweating, and I need a relief.

I walk to the kitchen and grab a knife, I sit down and slip up my sleeve..

By now im having a panic attack, I can't breath and im sweating and cant stop shaking.

I put the knive on my wrist and just think..

Hannah's POV.

My first meeting was done and I was now sitting with Mamrie at a table having lunch while we talk about our upcoming project. We were sitting there fora while until Mamrie speaks up,

"So hows Grace?"

"She's been doing a lot bett-"

My phone vibrates in my pocket, I take it out and see Grace calling me..

"Sorry Mamrie, do you mind if I take this? It's Grace,"

"No go ahead!"

Phone call:

G: Han..Hannah?

I can hear that she has been crying, I can also hear that she has trouble breathing

H: Grace? What's wrong?!

G: Come home...Hurry!

H: Grace Im coming now! Don't do anything stupid!

End of phone call.  

"Sorry Mames but I got to go!"

I give her 20$ for the food and hurry home..

..

I run into the house to see Grace curled up into a ball on the floor with a knive next to her..

I run to her and fall to the ground next to her and take her into my arms. I sit her up and pull up her sleeves..

I dont see any cuts...

I feel myself relax, and start to cry.

"Why are you crying, I didn't do it?"

I cup her face with my two hands and look at her straight into her eyes,

"Exactly, you didn't do it! Im proud of you Grace! You overcame the urge and stayed strong.."

"Because I have you..."

I give her a small smile and kiss her passionately.

For the rest of the night we stayed cuddled up together watching movies and eating junk food.