The Game//Hayes Grier Fanfic- IN EDITING

Chapter 13

Hayes pov:

Screaming. screaming was all I heard when the man took Hannah out of the room. Everything's been dead silent for about 5 minutes. This is the quietest it's been and the most worried i've been.

Suddenly the door opened and in walked a man who I think Hannah calls John. He was carrying Hannah bridal style and she looked awful. Cuts all over her face and the only clothes she was wearing were her undergarments.

"Hannah" I whispered quietly.

"What the fuck did you do to her!!" I screamed at John. As he laid her down in front of me.

"It wasn't me I swear, it was my boss" He said staring to undo my chains.

"Don't tell him I'm undoing your chains. He'll kill me" At first i thought it was a joke but I soon realised he was being deadly serious.

It felt so good to get the chains off. I can't imagine how Hannah has felt these past days.

I immediately went over to Hannah. I grabbed her small pale hand that was covered in cuts and bruises.

"Hannah....Hannah please wake up...Its me...Hayes" Her hand flinched in mine and she started to move. Her eyes flicked open but I wasn't faced with those crystal blue eyes that sparkle.. No, these eyes were dull, grey and full of sadness.

"H-Hayes?" She said groggily.

"Oh my god Hannah, you scared me" I said in a breath wrapping my arms around her shoulders. she flinched at my touch but soon relaxed herself.

She started to sob quietly in my chest, gripping my shirt tightly. I rubbed her back and rocked her back and forth. She started to cry harder and was breathing really heavily in my chest.

"It's okay. What ever he done, its okay" I said reassuring her.

" It's not!! It's no, okay. All of the other times he's raped me, he's used protection, but this time...he didn't...he said he wanted me to suffer for the rest of my life..."

She said now hysterically crying.

"I'll always be here for you no matter what" I said to her. she stopped crying as much and lifter her head up from my chest. she stared into my eyes and I stared into hers. it stayed like this for about a minute. I decided to tell her how I feel.

"Hannah, ever since the day I saw you at the airport, I haven't been able to get you off my mind. Everything I do reminds me of you, when I eat I always end up eating something you love, when I laugh it reminds me of your laugh. when I make a vine, I think of the time me and you made that vine and you fell off of the bed. every time I think of you, I can't help myself but smile. There's always laughter and happiness when your around, everyone always seems to have smiles on there faces. Look what I'm trying to say is that, i just, i really really..." I stuttered trying to find the right words when suddenly I felt light, soft, plump lips connect to mine. although it was light, it somehow felt so passionate. a few seconds later she pulled away. John has already gone out of the room by now.

Hannah let out a small eruption of quiet giggles.

"I missed that" I said to Hannah as she looked at me confused.

"Missed what?" She questioned oblivious as to what I was talking about.

"Your laugh" I said which made her laugh contagiously. "And you" I added quietly.

We both stopped laughing and looked into each other's eyes. We both leaned in and our lips connected. There was so much passion that I could almost hear the fireworks go off.

We eventually pulled away and had smiled spread on our faces, although, not much happiness behind them considering the circumstances. All was quiet when I decided to tell her what I've wanted to for ages.

"I love you Hannah Marie Dallas"

She looked up at me in shock which then turned to happiness. A look of genuine happiness.

"I love you to Mr Grier" She said back. I let out a long sigh of relief. I stood up and helped her up to because she was so weak. I took my jumper off and pulled it over her head and arms. it came down just above her knees so it covered her up.

She instantly wrapped her small frail arms around my waist and rested her head in the crook of my neck. I wrapped my arms around her and we stood like that for ages until someone came into the room.

It was John. He looked scared and flustered.

"You need to get back in your chains now! The boss is going to be here any second to check on you guys" he wailed franticly. I looked at Hannah and she had tears in her eyes and was shaking. she was shaking her head no vigorously, backing up against the opposite wall that her chains were on.

I walked closer to her and she backed up even closer to the wall.

"Hannah, look at me" I said to her, holding her hand in one hand and put my other hand on her cheek making her look a me. It was hard to focus because her eyes were full of such sadness and darkness.

"It won't be forever okay? I promise I'll be right here next to you. just please, there's not much time Hannah, you'll be okay" I said still holding her. She replied with silence.

"Hannah, if you don't go back in your chains all of us will be killed. Please do it for me. I will always be here right next to you" I said looking deeply into her eyes wiping away her tears.

"Promise?" She questioned quietly. I held out my pinkie finger like a little kid would. a small but weak smile formed on her face. She linked her pinkie with mine.

"Promise" I replied.

I held her hand and she cautiously walked over to her chains. she sat down, still squeezing my hand with all of the strength left in her body.

John came over and put the chains on her wrists. she didn't let go of my hand and she just sat there with a blank face staring at the wall as she swallowed the lump in her throat.

"Hannah? Hannah you need to let go" I said to her. she just carried on staring at the wall. I snapped my fingers in front of her face. she immediately snapped her head towards me.

"You need to let go now Hannah" I said to her. She looked at me with pure fear in her eyes, but she knew she had to let go, for my sake.

I walked over to my chains and John locked me in. just in time because who I'm presuming is X walked through the door holding a gun.

He walked towards us and looked at Hannah and then me.

"Good work" He said patting John on the back and walking towards the door. Me and Hannah shared a look of pure relief.

"Although..." X said stopping and turning around walking towards Hannah.

"That is a very nice hoodie. Where did you get that from?" He questioned with a smirk on his face. Oh no.

"I-i had it next to me the first day I g-got here. A-and I just put it on" Hannah said stuttering.

"And how did you manage to put on a hoodie...Whilst you your hands were chained to the wall?" X said pulling out his gun.

Fuck...