Hey y'all. Thanks so much for voting. I have a question, would you read a Hartsquared fanfic or a Mace one? There aren't any on here that I've found but would you read them if I wrote them? I don't know. By the way, this chapter (in my opinion) is very emotional. Enjoy!
Hannah's Pov
I can't believe Grace would do this. Even if she was drunk.
My thoughts are going crazy right now.
It's probably not good to be driving, I'm unfocused.
I'm not even crying, I'm so goddamn angry!
How could she do this to me?
And with Jason? Mamries boyfriend!
Grace had sex with Mamrie's boyfriend after knowing him for like a week and me and her have been dating for like 6 months and it still hasn't happened yet.
I started thinking about Mamrie.
I probably shouldn't have left her alone but I really need to talk to Grace.
I don't wanna talk to Grace but I know I have to.
I pull into her driveway and walk in.
She runs out of her bedroom.
"Hannah?" She asks.
I sigh and close the door.
She goes to hug me.
I put my hands out towards her to stop her.
She frowns.
I can tell she's been crying. She's a mess.
I try to stay as calm as possible but a rush of anger passes through me.
"Grace, what the hell?!" I shout, louder than I intended.
"Hannah, I was drunk, I didn't know what was happening. I'm so sorry bab-"
I cut her off.
"No! Don't call me baby! And frankly I don't give a fuck that you were drunk. You still did it! And with Mamrie's boyfriend?! Why we're you that drunk? Why didn't you just go home when Mamrie went home? Why did you stay and drink all night?" I shout.
She stays silent.
I lower my voice just a little.
"Grace, I need answers or else I'm going to walk out that door and never come back." I say.
I surprise myself at how harsh I was.
"The people on twitter! They're saying that I don't love you and that I'm just playing you! They hate me Hannah! I wanted to drink my problems away I guess and have fun and forget about everything!" She shouts.
"They shouldn't affect you! All that matters is that I loved you!" I say.
She looks up with tears in her eyes.
"Loved?" She asks.
"Yeah, I'm not so sure anymore." I say quietly.
"What is that supposed to mean? You don't love me anymore?" She asks walking closer to me.
"I don't know, Grace! You know my story and you know how straight girls have left me for men and how they cheated on me with men! That broke me, Grace! And you knew that! I never thought you of all people would do that to me! I took a chance at dating another straight girl but ya know what? I knew you would never do that to me. I don't even know who you are. I thought you were the one. And I thought we loved each other. I'm not so sure anymore. Grace, you've broken me after I thought I was put back together again." I say.
Tears are starting to form in my eyes.
"But I do love you! I love you so much. Hannah, please don't do this. Don't you dare leave me!" She says falling to her knees holding my hands sobbing into them.
I hated seeing her cry. I absolutely hated it. Especially knowing that I was making her cry.
I wanted so badly to scoop her up and lay with her on the couch, but she hurt me! I can't just let it go.
I pull my hands away.
The thing is, I do still love her. So much. But I was so angry with her.
I turn around and get to the door.
Before I turn the knob, I look over my shoulder at Grace on the ground.
"Goodbye Grace."
I shut the door behind me and walk to my car.
That was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my entire life.
