*some parts may trigger some people, metions of self harm*
*the next morning*
When I wake up. I go on my phone. I see that I have hundreds of notifications from the port I made last night. I scroll through the comments. There are a few nice ones. But most aren't so nice.
Bitch
You don't deserve Shane and Ryland
Go die
Cut yourself
Kill yourself
They adopted you for fame
You're not wanted
They will get rid of you the first chance they get
Your ugly
You mean nothing to them
I have tears falling from my eyes. It's 9:30 Shane isn't up but Ryland is and probably gone to work. I get out of my bed and walk down stairs. I grab a knife out of the draw of the kitchen. I hold it to my wrist
I'm sorry Shane and Ryland I think. As I make one cut. Then a second.
"HANNA STOP" someone yells. I turn and see Uncle Garrett. I drop the knife and burst into tears.
"SHANE!" Garrett yells.
He runs towards me and warps his arms around me. He moves the knife out of my reach. Shane appears in the kitchen a few moments later.
"Hanna are you okay? Garrett what happend" he hasn't noticed the blood or the knife on the ground yet.
"I came in here and she was holding a knife to her wrist and it was bleeding and she was crying" Uncle Garrett says
"Garrett call ryland I got her" Shane says grabbing a towel and holding it to my bleeding wrist. Picking me up and carrying me to the couch. Uncle Garrett grabs his phone from his pocket and calls Ryland. Walking into back to the kitchen. I lay with my head in Shane's lap. He's rubbing my back with on hand and holding the towel to my arm with the other.
"Honey why" Shane asks. I just shake my head.
"Once Ryland gets here" I managed to choke out. Uncle Garrett comes in after a few minutes. Shane and Uncle Garrett hold me for about 20 minutes. Until the front door opens.
"Where's my baby" Ryland cries
"We're in here Ryland" Uncle Garrett calls. Ryland walks into the living room. Tears staining his face.
"Oh my poor baby" Ryland says running over and dropping to his knees in front of me.
"I should go. This seems like a family thing. I'll call to check in later" Uncle Garrett says
"Alright. Call Drew and Andrew to tell them we aren't filming today" Shane says.
"Okay. I hope you feel better Hanna" Uncle Garrett says then walking out a few moments later.
"Sweetie why did you do this" Ryland asks rubbing my head.
"Instagram" I choke out
"What do you mean" Shane asks.
"I think I know" Ryland says. Getting up and walking upstairs. He comes back with my phone in his hand. Along with a first aid kit. He looks at the comments of my post in instagram.
"Shane look at this" Ryland says handing Shane my phone. Ryland takes the towel off my arm. He opens an antiseptic whip and starts cleaning my arm. It stings a little but I'm basically numb to it. He then takes a gauze pad and puts it on my arm. Wrapping it in gauze. Then taking the towel and medical used supplies away. Most likely throwing it away.
"Honey why did you listen to these people" Shane asks.
"I don't know" I choke out. Ryland comes back and sits next to Shane. One hand rubbing my head and the other holding Shane's free hand. Shane decides to take a quick snapchat video.
"Hey guys. I'm on here to say me and Ryland won't be uploading this week because of something that's happened. I want you to know that we are fine we just won't be able to post videos" he says then post the video to his story.
"Sweetie you shouldn't have listened to them" Ryland says
"I know" I squeak
"Promise not to do this again" Shane asks.
"Yea" I mumble
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Adopted by Shane Dawson and Ryland Adams
FanfictionMy name is Hanna. I'm 13. i live i la. I've been in an orphanage since I was 5. my parents used to abuse me. they were alcoholics and druggies. but one day a gang killed them because they owed them Money. I was hiding under my bed. and one of them f...
