Unwanted - Danielle and Stefania ON HOLD

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Danielle's POV

"Are you ok?" I ask Izzie as she nods her head tiredly having just woken up, "you can say no, you don't have to tell me what's wrong, you can just say no" I say, knowing she tends to just say she's fine

"Shonda's said you can have as long off as you need so you don't have to worry about work," I tell her quietly, knowing she's not in the mood to talk

After a while of lying there and scrolling through my phone, I end up getting messages from everyone asking how she is. Stefania was going to come over after filming later today and I messaged everyone saying she was ok.

Stef:

S = I think it's just because they haven't seen her awake

D = yeah, I mean, she's just lying here now, probably in a shit ton of pain

S = I can see why. Do you want me to bring anything over later?

D = no, we're fine thank you though

S = ok, just tell me if you change your mind. I've got to go film something, if anyone asks I'll tell them she's fine

D = thank you, bye stef

S = bye

****

"we've got to change them," I say, gesturing to the bandages on her arms as we're sitting on the couch

"Ooh, I get to see my work," she says as I give her a look, "kidding, I'm kidding, you can relax your butt cheeks" she laughs

"Come here," I say as I take them off, revealing the 10s of cuts running down both arms, all with stitches in

"Woah," she says, "I really thought I was a butcher huh?" she laughs as I give her another look

"Sorry, sorry, I have a weird sense of humour"

"stef's coming over later," I tell her as I start wrapping a new bandage over them

"Cool, when are you going back to work because I know you were supposed to go in today"

"I don't know," I say

"You can leave me alone, I'll be fine," she says quietly, "well, when I can take an actual breath without my chest hurting, I'll come and sit in your trailer or something, so you know I'm fine," she says, reading my mind

"Your chest still hurts?" I ask

"Oh yeah, it will take a few days for the bruising to go down, I mean, when someone's dying, you don't really think about how much it's going to hurt afterwards"

"How do your arms feel?"

"They hurt like hell, but I did it to myself, I can deal with the stupid consequences"

****

"Hey!" I say to stef as she comes in

"Ciao Bella!"

"How are you?" I ask

"Good, how are you and Izzie?"

"Izzie's in a surprisingly good mood but I'm not pushing anything"

"Well, I guess that's good"

"Yeah, she's in there," I say, pointing to the living room where Izzie was on the couch

"Hey Iz," stef says, sitting on the couch opposite her

"hey," she says

"Are you ok?"