Chapter 15

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Michael POV

I notice Hannah had fallen asleep. Once we get to Neverland, I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom. I lay beside her and hold her close.

"Michael?" She says quietly.

"What is it beautiful?" I ask.

"I'm sorry.." She says moving even closer to me.

"For what baby? You didn't do anything, I'm just extremely happy to see you." I say.

"I lost the babies, it's all my fault." She says starting to cry.

"Don't cry. I'm sorry.. It's all gonna be okay. Just go back to bed." I say.

She nods her head and closes her eyes. "Don't leave." She says. She falls asleep after, then so do I.

~Next Morning~

I wake up and don't fell her beside me. I can hear cries coming from the bathroom. I get out of Bed and run to the bathroom, I knock on the door. "Hannah? What's going on." I ask panicked.

"Michael go away, leave me along." She says crying. She helps in pain, please.. She's not.

"Open this door right now." I say.

"I don't want you to see me like this..." She says

I kick the door Breaking the lock. She's on the floor, covered in blood cause she was cutting again.

"Hannah.." I say starting to cry. I take the razor away from her.

"I'm sorry." She says.

I pick her up and bring her to the bedroom and wrap cold wash cloths around her wrist.

"What were you thinking!!" I say kinda yelling.

"Don't yell at me." She says slapping me across the face.

I look at her with teary eyes, she hit me.. Just like Joseph. The one person I thought I could trust... I get off the bed and run out of the bedroom going to the living room. I sit in the couch and put my head in my hand and start to cry. I hear her walk over to me. She sits beside me and puts her hand on my back. I move away from her.

"I'm so sorry Michael, I didn't mean to hit you." she says.

"You were the one person I thought I could trust... Now I Don't know if I can anymore. You hurt me, just like my father did. I didn't mean to yell at you, but... You were attempting suicide.. What else am I suppose to do? I don't know if you should be staying here, if I can't trust you.." I say, but I take back all of it.

"Fine, I'll go pack all my stuff." She says running to the bedroom crying.

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