Derry’s POV.
My blood turns to ice in my veins at the sight of gran. She is too still and, for the first time, she looks frail.
“Gran, wake up. You can’t drop a bombshell like this and then die before we figure everything out!” Mickey shouts at her. “Derry help me,” he snaps whilst trying to lift the beam from her body. I’m frozen in place. Everything is too much. This is all my fault and that guilt is a heavy burden to carry. Stone and Holly rush to Gran’s side and I briefly wonder how they got up here. They lift the beam that was pinning Gran, and Holly starts checking her over.
“She’s alive,” she says and Mickey lets out a breath. He gets to his feet and comes to stand in front of me.
“This is not the time to have a f*****g break down, so snap out of it,” he shoves my shoulder.
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