Imagine Hannah Hannah POV
Telling him about your death....
I take a seat in mr porters office for the second time this week. " she was only 17 and now gone" I said. " Hannah calm down and sit down" he says. " don't tell me what to do! Thanks to you my beautiful girlfriend is dead" I scream. " Hannah I'm so fucking sorry I really am. I should of known she needed me and it's all my fault I'm sorry" mr Porter said. I roll my eyes and storm out. I'll get justice first y/n one way