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Hannah's Pov
Grace has no right to march in here and start yelling at me.
Who the fuck does she think she is?
And she has the nerve to try and 'help' me after she just screamed at me?
Oh hell no.
Grace's Pov
*2 weeks later*
I'm just sitting in my bed with my MacBook open, uploading today's video.
The video sucks because all it is, is me saying that I don't feel to well and don't have the energy to make a real video.
I really don't feel well.
I'm kind of run down.
I have absolutely no energy so I'm just gonna stay in my bed for the day.
Knowing that Hannah is being harmed by someone who supposedly 'loves' her, makes me want to puke.
I want to save her but she just won't let me.
When it happens again, hopefully she'll realize and get the hell out of that relationship.
My video finally uploads.
All of the sudden, my phone starts to ring.
It's Mamrie.
I'm wondering if I should answer because I really don't need her bitching at me right now but maybe she wants to film a YDAD so, I answer.
"Grace?" Mamrie asks shakily.
"Yeah, Mames, what's wrong?" I ask.
"I'm uh, I'm in the hospital...it's Hannah." She says, slowly.
I immediately jump out of my bed and run to get into my car.
"What? What happened? Is she ok? Oh dear god please tell me she's ok." I cry.
"Just get here ASAP and I'll explain when you get here." She hangs up.
What does she mean she'll explain when I get there? Does that mean that Hannah isn't able to tell me? Oh no! What if she's seriously injured? Or even...
No! No, Grace, stop thinking of the worst. I tell myself.
I race to the hospital and ask the receptionist what room Hannah is in.
"Uh, ma'am, she can't have any visitors at this moment, you can wait in the lobby." She says.
"Grace!" I hear Mamrie behind me.
Just as I'm turning around, she hugs me so tight.
I hug her back very tight too.
She's been crying and I begin to too.
"Wh-what happened?" I ask.
"Ya know what happened Grace? The bitch, that's what happened." She says into my shoulder.
I know exactly who she's talking about.
"I'm gonna fucking kill her, like I actually might. But where's Hannah? Where the bitch?" I ask.
"Izzy was taken to the police station, thank god. And Hannah, well they won't tell me what's happening with her. They said she was in critical condition." She says quietly.
I feel like I'm going to puke or faint...or both.
I clutch my head and Mamrie's shoulder.
"Um, I'm not feeling too good, can we go sit down?" I ask.
"Yes of course, Gracie. Are you ok hun?" She asks.
"Um physically? Yes I'm just shocked. She's my world and I need to see her soon. I need to." I say.
"You still love her right?" She asks, while rubbing my back.
"To bits." I say.
"Well, tell her that. When we get to see her, tell her. She needs to know." She says.
"I know, I know. She basically told me she still loved me." I say.
"Oh really? When?" She asks.
Oh geez.
"Oh uh, I went over to her place a couple of weeks ago. I wanted to tell her how I felt about the whole situation and I wanted to let her know that I was mad." I admit.
"How did that go?" She asks.
I'm not sure why she asked that, she already knows the answer.
"Terribly. We were literally screaming at each other. And then I noticed her flinching and I saw some bruises on her face from what I assumed was Izzy, turns out I was right. So, I offered her help and she denied that Izzy was hurting her. She acted like she didn't know what I was talking about. She told me to get out of her life. And that was that." I say.
"Wow, Grace. That's a lot to take in." She breathes in and out slowly.
"Mamrie, I offered to save her from Izzy but she denied it. It killed me knowing this for two weeks but you know how Hannah is, she's stubborn, so I gave up. I told myself that the next time Izzy does this, she'll realize that she has to leave, but I never thought it would get this far." I say.
About mid-way through of me explaining this all to Mamrie, I start crying harder.
"It's ok Grace, I understand. I would've done the same. It's ok, everything will be fine." She gives a smile that I know is fake.
The nurse comes out.
"You two are here for Ms. Hannah Hart, correct?"
Author's note: IM SORRY OK? I'm sorry.
