Grace's POV

I went down as I promised my son. I could presume what happened… She fainted from exhaustion… Clearly she had been pushing herself for too long now and I don't think it will be easy for her to get back on her feet… It never was.

I entered the room, but for sure wasn't prepared for what I was going to see. As a doctor, I've seen everything… but Sera is my granddaughter, and I couldn't possibly think her state was taken that far... Her face was sunken and she was grey colour looking, her bones were protruding and her nails were purple, and she looked more like an 8 year old… How did we all miss this?

'I couldn't let this get to me… I have to fulfil my promise to both my son and her…'

'What do we have?' I said as I grabbed her chart and started reading.

'Passed out, low blood pressure and a heart attack…' Dr Weinberg stated as he intubated her. '…brought on by too much strain on her heart and organs.'

'What?' I replied, while he showed me her hand. Teeth markings were on her knuckles… it clearly is bulimia… but she only starved herself… at least that's what I thought?

'…and these…' He continued as he shown me her wrist… cuts covered her arm… this wasn't right… nobody noticed… not even me nor Carrick…

'She had a stomach ulcer?'

'… not healed properly… which brought a blood clot… we've just drained it.' He replied as he stuck an IV in her arm. 'Grace, are you ok?'

'Yeah…' I replied still in shock.

'You know the patient Grace?' He asked again.

'She's my granddaughter…'

'You cannot…'

'I'm staying… she needs someone…' I replied. 'I'll notify the parents about everything…'

Christian's POV

I'm her father… how could I not see this? I've seen this in two other of my submissives and sent them straight to Flynn for them to get help… and I didn't even notice this in my daughter? Elliot warned me… My mother and Flynn warned me… and look where I am… I'm stuck in this place… What if she doesn't love me anymore? I've pushed her away for so long. She's a human and she can hold a grudge…

I told Ana I wasn't ready to be a father… I've told her millions of times… but she convinced me that I could be a good one… and look at us now… she's fighting for her life… or giving up on it… and I'm here… surrounded by what? By my fifty shades… the continuous excuse that Ana tells me I keep using…

Maybe I shouldn't be near her… maybe I should leave…

'Christian don't you dare leave your daughter alone! This time I myself will take her from you. She needs you!'

No… I can't… I don't want anyone to take her away from me… but I have to make this better… tough love? Maybe it will work…

I took out my phone and quickly dialled John.

'Flynn…' he answered.

'Hi… it's Christian…' I answered chokingly.

'Christian… is everything ok?'

'No… It's… its Sera… she fainted in school… my mother thinks it's anorexia…'

'Ohh… Christian… we've tried warning you about this!'

'I know… I know… Listen… do you have a minute? She needs therapy ASAP…'

'Are you going to put your feet down on this and send her to therapy whether she wants it or not?'

'Yes… yes… It's time that I'll take this into my hand… There won't be a discussion… She'll be coming to therapy…'

'Ok… In what room is she?'

'I don't know…'

'What do you mean?'

'I couldn't stay there John… I need to think.'

'Christian… this is what I've always tried to explain to you. When you have a problem you tend to hide and escape from it… This is about your daughter… you need to be there for her…'

'I know… I'm making my way to the hospital…'

'Good… I'll call Grace and ask her… however, I need to talk to you and Ana before I start therapy with Sera.'

'Yes… sure…'

'… and Christian… don't do anything you'll regret…'

'I won't…'

Sera's POV

I keep running… running and never looking back… there's someone behind me trying to catch me… blood is everywhere… I hear people screaming… I hear my mother's voice and I run towards her… I see her for a moment… but every time I get close to her, she keeps backing away. Her hand gets farther away. I keep running, while I feel a dark shadow reaching up to me. I soon see dad beside my mother… but he too keeps moving away from me…

I feel myself slowing down… tired of running… tired of everything… the dark shadow finally reaches up to me… I stop… looking at the shadow… I notice it's not a shadow anymore… it's a person… wearing a robe… a dark one covering her face.

'Take my hand girl… Everything will be ok… I promise…'

I look towards my parents, but they're still moving away from me… I shout to them… but they don't seem to hear me… I see them holding their hand out… and yet… they still keep backing away… I look towards my side, and there is Natalie… she comes beside me… and she's also holding her hand out to me… but she soon starts moving away with the others.

'Everyone left you alone… IT's time Sera…' The dark robed person said again.

'Who are you?'

'You know me… Just take my hand… You know I'll help you… You only have to listen to me…'

'…but who are you?' I asked again, while she took her robe off her head… and there it was… It was me…

'Don't you recognise me Sera?'

'… You're… you're me!'

'Yes… I am… just take my hand Sera… and we'll be perfect… come with me… and everything will all be ok… I promise… you only have to believe in me.'

'I'm scared…'

'I know… just take my hand… and you won't be scared anymore… and I'll make you forget all the pain… I'll never leave you alone… I'll always be there for you… I promise.'

She kept holding her hand to me… and moving towards me. I knew what I had to do… Slowly I reached out for it… and soon, my hand was in hers… the road started spinning… the walls crumbled, and a large round wall was built around me… I couldn't see anything… except dark… voices around me screaming into my ears… I placed both of my hands to my ears… trying to block everything… but it was to no avail… I crumbled to the floor… and let everything go… I succumbed to everything.

I opened my eyes, and was glad that it was a dream. I took in my surroundings… the antiseptic smell hit my nose, and it made me a bit sick. I took in my arm… and it was hooked too some wires… I realized that from my mouth, there was a pipe, and in front of me… there was my grandmother. She noticed I was up, and came forward to me.

'Hey sweet heart…' She smiled weakly. 'We had to intubate you… you weren't breathing on your own… but we can remove it now.' She continued as she placed a new pair of gloves and removed the tape from my lips. 'Now breathe out for me…' She instructed as she pulled out the tube. I coughed hard as I felt the tube coming out of my throat. It wasn't a walk in the park.

'What happened?' I replied slowly, as my throat was still hurting while she brought me a glass of water.

'You fainted Sera… you suffered a heart attack…' She replied as she helped me take in the water. '…brought on my continuous strain on your heart whenever you vomited.'

I tried talking but she stopped me immediately.

'Sera… I've noticed what you've been doing for a very long time… It's no use telling me you're fine… You barely have the energy for your body to barely function properly…'

'I'm sorry…'

'You don't have to be Sera… you're sick…'

'I'm not grandma…' I replied as she went back to my chart and looked towards me.

'Sera… we've noticed the cuts on your arm.' She started while she clearly saw fear into my eyes.

'Have you told mum and dad?'

'I soon will…'

'No… Please! Grandma don't!'

'Sera…'

'Grandma… if you tell them they will blame themselves!... I cannot do that to them. It would tear them apart…'

'Sweetheart, they are your parents and they need to know!'

'No grandma! Please don't! I'll do anything you want me to do! Just please don't tell them!' I begged her… 'I promise I won't ever do it again… just please! Don't tell my parents!'

She thought on it for some time before she replied again.

'Please Grandma! Please!'

'Ok… ok… I won't tell them… for now!'

'Thanks Grandma…'

'Wait Sera… I haven't finished…' She continued. 'You have to start therapy, and I have to check your arms each and every week… I have to see myself that your arms are healing…'

'Ok… I'll do anything you want grandma! For as long as you don't tell my parents about this…'

'Flynn is outside… he wants to talk to you…'

'Does it have to be now?'

'Yes Sera… you need to start therapy as soon as possible.' She replied again as she signed some papers.

'Ok… ok…'

'How is she?' Flynn asked grandma as she went outside.

'Not good…' She replied as she handed me her file…

'She's 17!'

'I know…' She replied while Flynn stared at her as he took in the photos of my cuts. 'Yes… I didn't know it was this bad.'

'I knew she was anorexic… but this?'

'One other thing… I promised her that we won't tell her parents about the cuts for now…'

'Grace you know we cannot do that!'

'For now! Give her some time… then we'll tell them…'

'Ok…' Flynn replied as he came into my room.