I grab Mamrie's hand as continue to sob for her. She was my best friend, I can't lose her. All of a sudden her hand starts to squeeze mine. I look at Hannah in disbelief and then at Mamrie. Her eyes were starting to flutter open, revealing her big grey eyes. She was finally wake, after three weeks.
"Hannah, go get someone." I order her, she soon rushes of to somewhere. I go back to looking at Mamrie, her eyes were wide awake now. She looks around starts panicking, not really knowing where she is. Her breathing becomes very heavy.
"Mamrie. Mamrie it's ok. Calm down,I'm here for you..hey..hey Mamrie I'm here." I say, helping Mamrie calm down. As soon as she calms down, a team of nurses come rushing into the room. They check all her stats, and her heartbeat.
"How long has she been awake?" A nurse asks me.
"Not long a few minutes." I explain, as I let go of her hand so the nurses can continue to examine her. The nurses make me and Hannah come outside, while she talks to us about Mamrie.
"Mamrie isn't looking good. It was a miracle that she even woke up. I'm sorry but she has a month at the most. I would prepare yourselves. I'm sorry." She explains then walks away, leaving both me and Hannah gobsmacked. That's when me and Hannah both break down. A bunch of nurses show us to waiting room just for us. As soon as we get inside I instantly hug Hannah. I don't usually cuddle someone but I need someone to hug. I cling onto Hannah as we both fill each others clothing with tears.
Hannah holds onto me while I hold onto Hannah. I look up to Hannah my eyes red and puffy, my eyelashes wet and my mascara running down my face from crying. "How are we going to tell Hart?" I say, starting to sob even harder than last time.
"This time, I honestly don't know. But she needs to know." Hannah cries, as she wipes the tears from my cheeks. We continue to embrace as we both cry. We finally get ourselves together and head off towards Hartley's ward. The nurses let us in and we both head off to Hart's room. I knock the door, not wanting to walk in on her getting changed or anything like that. She signals that it is clear and that we can come in.
"Mommy." Hartley smiles, running into my arms. I try so hard to act normal but that is hard when your sister is dying. A few tears escape my eyes, but I can't stop them. Hartley looks up and notices them.
"Mom?" She questions, a worried look come over her face. Me and Hannah guide her towards her bed and we both sit either side of her. She knows something is up.
"Mom what's wrong?" I stare at Hannah, trying my hardest not to cry. but nothing works. Soon tears where spilling out of eyes. I take a deep breath and get myself ready to explain to her.
"Um...your aunt Mamrie. She...um" My voice breaking. "She is awake but she a.... she..she only has a month baby." I explain, realising the flood gates which are my eyes.
"No." Hartley says, her voice breaking. A few moment later tears were streaming out of her eyes."How?" I look to Hannah and then to Hart, both of them have tears streaming from their faces, we all do. Only then does Hartley starts to scream. In short chunks at a time. They kept coming, I couldn't stop her. This is how she grieved. The screams kept coming, I held her tight while also sobbing. We all sit in an embrace, and every so often she would scream, thinking about Mamrie. She was worse than when she gave up Sebastian. I don't know how she will be when Mamrie really goes. I can't believe this day has gone from the greatest day ever to the most terrifying day ever.
A few minutes later, as ward nurse comes into the room after hearing her screams. I put Hart onto Hannah's lap. She let out another scream as the nurse and I leave the room.
"What's wrong?" The nurse asks, noticing my tear stained cheeks. I wipe my eyes as another tear was about to escape.
"Um...she's grieving. We were told today that our friend only had a month. We just broke it to her." I explain, starting to cry again.
"She needs to be home. She surely doesn't deserve to grieve here. We were going to call you anyway to say she can come home this week anyway. I'll get her files ready." The nurse explains, going off in the other direction to get her stuff ready.
I take one huge deep breath and head into the room. I walk into the room and Hannah puts her finger to he mouth signalling for me to be quiet as Hart had fell asleep. I walk over and carry her bridal style. Hannah looks at me confused.
"She has to stay here." Hannah says, picking up her bag.
"She has been let home early. You know to grieve and all. Now get the door." I whisper, moving my head making it pointing to the door. Hannah moves over and gets the door. I carry her out as she quietly snores. Hannah grabs her files and her bags. We get her in the car, not wanting to see Mamrie as we leave, due to knowing that we will break down again.
We drive home in silence, tears still streaming from our eyes. I carry a still sleeping Hartley into the house and place her onto her bed. A place she hasn't slept in for ages. Me and Hannah both get undressed, brushed our teeth and got into bed. It was going to be a weird having Hannah in my bed, sleeping this time. We both cuddle up together, knowing that in a month's time our lives are going to be difficult.
"What time is Eve coming back tomorrow?" Hannah asks.
"Around five in the afternoon. Will she be ok?" I ask, cuddling right into her.
Hannah looks at me and replies"To be honest this time I really don't know."
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Graceful| Grace Helbig-Sequel #Wattys2017
FanfictionSequel to Grateful Hartley is 15 years old. Chester and Grace are still in love to date. Or are they? One day something goes terribly wrong which then sends Grace, Hartley, Mamrie and Hannah to England. Will their lives be any different there than...
