The Game//Hayes Grier Fanfic- IN EDITING

Chapter 6

Hannah's POV:

I woke up to quiet muffled talking. I didn't feel like opening my eyes so I just silently listened.

"I feel like I-I've failed her you know? Like, she's my sister and I'm supposed to protect her but i-i couldn't. I knew she got hate but having it said to her face is a whole different story. I just didn't think it would effect her t-this much. I managed to persuade Bart to let her come on stage because she does have a few fans, b-but....i should have known someone would say something like that.....i-im such a shit brother" I heard Cam say in between sobs.

I hesitantly flickered open my eyes, all I could see was white, but as my eyes adjusted the room became clearer.

I looked around for a second when it came to my realisation that I was in a hospital room. at first I was confused but then the previous events hit me like a brick.

I looked to my right to see Cam sobbing into Nash's chest, gripping onto his shirt.

"Your not a shit brother, your the best brother I could ever ask for" I managed to croak out.

"Hannah your awake" He said groggily from crying so much. he leant over and hugged me softly with slight hesitation.

"I'm so sorry Hannah, I should have never persuaded Bart to let you come on stage. he only agreed for you to watch from backstage, but I was stupid and made him change his mind" Cam rambled on still sniffling, but letting go of me and holding my small, pale hand.

"It's not your fault Cam, you were just trying to make me happy" I said with a small weak smile, my voice still croaky. There was a long silence until cam asked the simple question I've been dreading to have to answer.

"Why?" He questioned in a whisper. I could see his eyes glistening because of the wall of glossy tears that brimmed my dull, saddened eyes.

"When dad died, I hated myself because I should have done more to help him. I just left him their. It was all my fault. Also the kids at school weren't helping" The other thing I haven't told Cam. I get bullied at school for 'being different' their lives are perfect but they always make fun of me and tease me about my dad and how it was my fault. Also they hate me because Cams famous. Its ridiculous I know but, they hate the fact that my brother is popular so they bully me for that. Mainly just to get me out of the way so they can get in his pants.

But it's not just verbally. It's physically to. They beat me up everyday because I'm 'different' but I never told Cam because he might think it's his fault because he's famous that they bully me.

"I couldn't handle it so I started hurting myself. Every day I would come home crying and I would go to my room. I couldn't resist it. It made my thoughts go away. Then me and you started hanging out more and doing more things together. that's what made me stop. But you can never really stop completely. the thoughts are always at the back of your mind ready to pounce back and eat away at you until theres nothing left" At this point me, Cam and Nash were all balling our eyes out. Im surprised we didn't flood the confined hospital room.

"I'm sorry I let you both down" I said bringing my knees to my chest and burying my head in my hands. I felt Nash's hand rubbing circles on my back trying to calm me down.

Nash got up and sat on the hospital bed. I know Cam doesn't mind it when we get close because Nash is like my second brother and he knows that nothing would ever happen between me and him. I would most probably class that as insest.

Nash wrapped his arms around me and rocked me back and forth which eased my nerves. I just hugged around his torso for dear life. Unbelievably my eyes got heavy and I fell asleep in Nash's embrace. Something about sleeping next to someone makes my nights so much calm and easier to rest.