HartBig (Grace Helbig & Hannah Hart Fanfic)

Chapter 18: what?

Sorry guys, I always update late.. I'm just having a rough time that's all.. :(

But enjoy this chapter. :')

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(Grace's POV)

"YOU MOTHERFUCKER!", I shouted in anger as I dragged myself off of Hannah and made my way towards Mamrie, ready to attack her.

As I said, I don't forgive easily and it takes months and even years to regain my trust on a person again.

But I don't think I could never ever forgive Mamrie for what she did. I nearly killed myself when she and Hannah were together. I suffered and it just fucking hurt me so much.

So she definitely deserves something very painful too.

Swike came up infront of me and tried to stop me. I strongly pushed her aside, not caring about her and my body that is still unwell because of the shit that's been happening these days.

"Listen, Grace! We need to talk!", Mamrie shouted as she stretched out her arms, trying to cover and to protect herself.

"NO!", I shouted back quickly.

I rose my fist and slammed it into Mamrie's face causing her to fall down on the cold hard wooden floor. I don't fucking care what I am doing right now. All I want is to get revenge. My mind is just full of anger and negative thoughts and it is all Mamrie's fault.

"Fuck! Grace!", Hannah yelled.

Hannah and Tyler came up behind me and grabbed my arms trying to stop all of this bullshit.

They are both smaller than me and they probably thought that they could restrain me.

Well, they were wrong. I am a different person when I am mad. I gain much more strength and confidence.

Hannah tried to carry me away as Tyler tried to guard me apparently to avoid more physical contact.

I pushed Tyler and Hannah out the scene and off they went flying to the couch. Their tight grip went away and I was free again.

I immediately lunged at Mamrie and pulled her closer to me. "LISTEN TO ME FAGGOT, WHY ARE YOU HERE HUH?

She couldn't talk properly. She stummered all of this stupid nonsense and I was getting really annoyed.

I swung my hand at Mamrie's face again, hitting her above the eye.

Hannah, Tyler and Swike all gasped at the same time. They couldn't do anything to help Mamrie..
The three stood there, just watching me restlessly punch the redhead.

I punched her a couple more times, just her laying on the floor as she took every single blow. As soon as I noticed that Mamrie wasn't fighting back, I stopped and breathed deeply.

"Why aren't you fighting back?", I yelled at her.

"I deserve this, right? Go on.", she snapped.

I quickly backed away. I was out of words. I just completely blacked out.

Mamrie rose to her feet, clutching her face that was drenched in dark blood.

My white t-shirt was now stained with blood as well and my knuckles bled continuously.

All of them except Mamrie stared at me. I could tell that they didn't like violence due to the unsatisfied look on their faces.

Mamrie wiped her hands off on her floral dress and said, "Thanks, Grace."