•Ellie's P.O.V•
I don't know what happened to Grace one minute she's crying and the next minute she blacked out.. Her eyes were open? That's kinda scary.. We didn't know what to do but call an ambulance and everyone was freaking out! Seeing I knew Grace the longest and stuff, I went to the hospital with her. Everyone else came by bus while, we were going to the hospital I called her aunt, she's coming as soon as possible. The nurses were saying all types of things.. Things I couldn't understand, it made me worried..
I heard something?
Something I understood very well.. They are taking her to Brent Cross Mental Health Institution. Omg, they think that she's got an mental illness.. I blanked out everything around me and all sorts of thoughts were spinning through my mind..
What if she really does have a mental illness?
What if she has to live there so they can look after her?
What if she's fallen into a coma?
What if... What if... What if she's never gets better?
While all these thoughts were going through my mind I knew who was to blame.. Brooklyn. If he didn't embarrass her like that then maybe she wouldn't.. None of this would have happened. I bet if I told him right now then he wouldn't give a shit?.. Im probably right but it's worth a try.. "Girls I'll be right back.. I need to sort somethings out" I say, all the girls just nod their heads.. They didn't talk as they were crying a bit. I took the bus to Brooklyn's house, it looks bigger than before. I knock on his door and guess who answered the door? Lillie.. She was wearing one of Brooklyn's tops which was obviously too big for her. It was kinda obvious they had just finished doing "stuff". Don't ask, I just know okay? "Can I speak to Brooklyn seeing this is his house?" I say really snobby.. "Babeeee, one of your loser girls is here" she smirks at me. Urghh, she really knows how to push my buttons.. Brooklyn comes down the stairs without a shirt.. God he's such a tool.. "Can I help you? Do I even know you?" he looks confused "shut the fuck up and listen up big boy, what you done to Grace last night was not cool. Because of you she's now in hospital.." I say angrily. "And how do you work that out?" He says smug. "Because of what you've done she has blacked out and might have gone into a coma.. Once she wakes up she's being sent to Brent Cross Mental Health Institution. All because of you.." My eyes are starting to get teary.. "Unless you prove it my fault then I really don't care. Goodbye" and he shuts the door in my face...
I was a fool to think he would care..Sorry this is short😁. Might do a longer one👀.
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