Hannah’s P.O.V
After spending some time with Matt and Jimmy telling stories, I fell asleep as Matt told me one from their childhood, something about him sitting on the front of Jimmy’s bike, kicking over every trash can as they rode through the streets. My sleep was just a nightmare of my pelvis being fractured over and over again.

I shot up in the hospital bed gasping for air in a cold sweat.

“Babe, are you okay?” Matt asked, getting out of the large chair he had been sitting in since he got here, I could only nod while trying to catch my breath “What was it? Did you have a nightmare?”

“It was just them breaking me over and over again,” I whispered, looking down at my lap “But darker,”

“Can you tell me what they did to you?” He asked “It’s driving me crazy not knowing, did they…”

“No,” I said immediately “They didn’t do anything like that,”

“So, what did they do?” He pressed. I took a deep breath and started to tell Matt the story of what happened.

Gus and Tony had be tied to a chair, the ropes around my wrists were so tight my fingertips were starting to tingle, there was a knife used for oysters stuck in my damn thigh, I’d been strangled, my lip was busted causing my mouth to fill with the taste of blood and if I looked down I could see the colour of my eye.

“I can’t believe you haven’t tried to run yet,” Tony chuckled darkly “Stupid bitch,”

“I wouldn’t say I was stupid,” I shot back “If I run, I give you a real reason to beat the shit out of me, or maybe even kill me, but, if I stay put then you’re just being a dick head,”

“Come on guys,” Sarah said “I wanna see what I can get out of her,” She was smirking as she walked between Tony and I with Gus following behind her, she snapped her fingers and I was untied from the chair, grabbed by the hair and dragged behind Sarah.

“What the fuck?” I asked through gritted teeth while I squirmed around trying to get Gus to loosen the grip on my hair “Let me go you giant fuck,”

“Up here,” Sarah barked at him, I looked to where she was walking and it was up the old metal staircase and up to the platform where anyone supervising whatever the fuck used to happen in here would stand.

“What are you gonna do?” I asked, my voice wavering as I started to panic, I hated heights, especially heights in this situation.

Sarah clicked her fingers again and I was thrown over the railing, the only thing keeping me up there was Tony holding one arm and Gus holding the already dislocated one.

“What do you know about Erin and everything she has?” Sarah asked.

“Nothing,” I said and the guys loosened their grip a little on me and dropped me a little before grabbing me again “I swear!” I yelled “I didn’t know anything about any of it until you showed up, but none of that even matters, not to me and not to her,”

“Do you love her?” She asked with a laugh.

“Of course I do,” I said without missing a beat and they dropped me a little more.

“I always knew there was something wrong with her,” She said with disgust “Yet she’s the one
who gets everything?”

“I’m sure if you sat her down and talked about it she would be willing to-“ I was cut off when they
started to drop me more, now both of them were only holding me by the wrists and I just screamed “Stop!”

“I want you to suffer,” Sarah growled, leaning over the railing to get as close to me as she could
“I want her to suffer and I want all of you to be miserable, so I’ll start with you,” Another click of her fingers and I was falling to the ground.

“So they just fucking dropped you?” Matt asked, his fists were clenched on his thighs and his jaw was clenching too.

“I guess the way I landed is what fractured it, the pain I felt when I hit the ground was like nothing else,” My throat was trying to close up, I wanted to give Matt more information, tell him every detail but I could see it was killing him and he was fighting himself in his own head over whether to find out more and not wanting to know. But before either of us said anything, the doctor that Brent had switched me over to when he finished his shift came into the room.

“Hannah,” He smiled “it is to my knowledge that your friend Erin hasn’t come to see you yet, well, she has been admitted,” WHAT? “And when she woke up from surgery she asked to be moved into your room from recovery, we would do it immediately but we needed to check with you first,”

“Yes,” I said immediately, not even thinking about her seeing me in this state, did she even know what was wrong with me exactly? Did Matt tell her? “Bring her in here now, what the fuck happened?” I asked.

“According to her boyfriend she was shot by her sister about a day ago and she didn’t say anything, the bullet was still in her body and she went into shock,” I could only cover my mouth with my hand and try not to cry. I nodded again and he opened the door, a moment later two nurses wheeled Erin’s bed into the room and I burst into tears, I couldn’t hold them when I saw her.

“Erin,” I cried “What were you thinking?” I was still loopy from the drugs and she was dopey from anaesthetic.

“I didn’t want… I didn’t want everyone to worry about me, I just wanted them to make you better,” She said, her voice wasn’t much more than a whisper, it was weak “I’m not supposed to be weak when it comes to you,”

“No,” I smiled softly, reaching over and taking her hand “I’m supposed to be strong for you, now look at me,”

“It’s all my fault,” She breathed, her eyes filling with tears “You’re in this mess because of me,”

“Hey,” I scolded gently, squeezing her hand and making me look back at me “If it was anyone’s fault it was my own, I went out at night on my own knowing fine well that there were people after us,” She finally smiled back at me “We’re gonna get through this, right?” I asked.

“Of course we are,” She chuckled weakly “We’re the toughest girls there is, we’ve been through a lot, and I know we can get through this,”

“Get some sleep,” I told her, slowly letting go of her hand “I love ya,”


“I love ya too,” She whispered, rolling onto her side completely, facing me before slowly closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.

“You’re not mad at her?” Jimmy asked, coming into the room with Brian, who came over to me, kissed my forehead and then sat beside Erin, taking her hand in his.

“I can’t be mad at her,” I shrugged “She was, once again, thinking about everyone else before herself,” I smiled a little too.

“You should get some more sleep,” Matt said.

“I don’t want to sleep,” I sighed “I want ice cream,”

“I’ll get it,” He said.

“No,” I replied, stopping him as he stood up “I want to go,”

“But you can’t-“

“Jimmy,” I said, cutting Matt off again “Pass me the chair,”
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Matt’s P.O.V
Jimmy moved the wheelchair from the corner of the room over to Hannah’s bedside and I helped her into the chair.

“Okay, let’s go,” She smiled, the smile was forced and I knew she didn’t want to be in the chair but right now she had to, and she was trying to suck it up in front of us. Already she was making me proud.

“Do you want me to push you?” I asked and she hesitated for a moment and then nodded, defeated.

“Yes please,” She whispered. I stepped behind the chair and started to push her through the hospital “I wanted to do it myself,” She sighed “I can’t do anything,” Her words were forced as though she were choking on them “I don’t want everyone to be looking at me,” That sentence was more angry and frustrated. I looked around as we moved through the corridors of the hospital and it was like the domino effect, every person we passed looked up at her and smiled at both of us sympathetically. What the fuck was that? I’m not a burdened guy, and she isn’t a disabled woman, but they’re all looking at us as though we are.

“I know it’s hard baby,” I said quietly, leaning in to her ear “I’m here, I love you and what everyone else thinks doesn’t matter,”

Finally we got to the cafeteria and went over to the freezers where Hannah grabbed a tub of vanilla, strawberry and chocolate ice cream for herself and the same for Erin in case she woke up again soon.

“Oh no honey,” The woman behind the register said to me with a smile when I tried to hand her the money for the ice cream and sodas “It’s on the house,” She looked down at Hannah who was holding everything and smiled sympathetically.

“I’m not a fucking charity!” Hannah yelled, finally snapping, good, I was wondering how long it would take.

“Oh no, I didn’t mean-“

“Yes you did!” She yelled again, cutting the larger woman off “You did mean it like that you see a young girl in pyjamas, which she couldn’t dress herself in by the way, in a wheelchair, who cannot walk, not even with help, and all she wants is some motherfucking ice cream, but you won’t let her pay for it!” By now, angry tears were streaming down her face and more people were starting to look.

“Baby…” I whispered.

“No, Matt,” She said “I don’t want sympathy, I’m not a charity case and if there is something I can do, it’s going to be paying for stuff,” I placed the money on the counter and turned Hannah’s chair away from it, starting to wheel her quickly back to her room, I knew he couldn’t take the stares people were giving her, she was already crying and I was waiting for this to come, it was only going to get worse from here on out.

“Are you okay?” I asked, stopping outside the room and kneeling down in front of her, she wiped her eyes angrily and shook her head “I love you,” I told her seriously, making her look at me, and I could only stare into her eyes “We’re gonna get married and have babies and grow old together, okay?” She nodded, a smile spreading across her face “You want to set up your laptop and start looking at dresses and venues?” She shook her head quickly.

“I don’t want to plan anything, not yet,” She said and I frowned “Not that I don’t want to get married, like, right now, but I’m not trying on dresses until I can stand on my own two feet, I’m not looking at flowers when my maid of honour is in a critical state,” She took a deep breath and sighed “And I’m not going down an aisle until I can walk normally again,”

“I understand,” I smiled “Whatever you want baby,” I started to move her into the room “We’ll do it when you’re ready,”

And we would. I want to spend the rest of my life making her happy, and if she isn’t happy planning the wedding now, then we’ll do it when she is.

Notes

Just a little something from me before I crash for the night!!
More from E very soon!!
We're on a roll here ladies!!

- LMV x