Chapter 6

Fiona had been staring down at her hand for more than an hour. She didn't know what to do. It felt like it was a faulty part and all the money her family had wouldn't be able to repair it.

"Hey" she heard

"I TOLD YOU TO-" she stopped herself when she notice it was Clare at the room door holding an arrangement of flowers.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to distr…"

"No Clare. I thought you were…Please please come in"

Clare slowly made her way towards Fiona, a little bit alerted by the way Fiona seemed to be angry. She placed the flowers right next to some that she believed Adam had brought it a few days ago. She took the vacant seat next to Fiona and smiled at her friend.

"How are you feeling?" She asked. Fiona looked away and brought her hand to her face, wiping away any escaping tears. Clare, alarmed, scooted her chair closer to her, wanting to know what was happening or what had happened to make her friend feel the need to cry.

"Fiona…what's wrong?"

"My hand"

"What about your…" That's when it clicked. "Oh god. Did the doctor tell you? Your mom?"

Fiona looked at the younger girl confused. "What are you…You knew?" Clare wanted to crawl somewhere and die. She sat back in her seat and brought her fingers to her forehead, messaging it as she could see she had made a mistake. Since I already opened my big mouth might as well just tell her.

"Yes I knew. I was here when the doctor told Adam…Oh god he's going to kill whoever told you"

"It was him" Fiona said, looking down at the bed. "The person who told me was Adam" Clare was a little taken back by this. "He told you?"

"Yeah. Didn't you see him out side my door when you came in?" Fiona said, pointing to the door before looking at it. "I heard him as he sat on the other side of it. I knew he hadn't left when I asked him to"

Just then the nurse walks in. "How are you doing today?" she said to Fiona whose eyes were still glued to the door. "Was there a boy sitting at the other side of that door? Short brown hair, scruffy face from not shaving, blue eyes?"

"Oh Adam. No he walked out about 10 minutes ago. I thought he would head over to the cafeteria like he normally does and get something to eat and come back, but he walked in the opposite direction, heading towards the hospital exit. Seemed pretty out of character for him"

Clare wasn't surprised that the nurse knew Adam's schedule while inside the hospital since he spend every waking moment there when he wasn't at school or at home. "Did he say where he was going?" Fiona said, sitting up a bit more and pulling the white cold hospital blankets off of her.

"No he did not…Miss Coyne if you would please stop moving" The nurse told Fiona as she walked over to her and tried her best to get her back into her bed.

"I'll give him a quick call" Clare said, making the room stop as all their eyes went to Clare's phone as she dialed. After a few rings, Clare looked over at Adam's bag on the floor, hearing a buzzing sound coming from it. She reached inside of it and pulled out Adam's phone.

"Great" she said as she let out a sigh. "The one time he forgets his phone."

"I'm going to go look for him" Fiona states, pulling out of the nurse's grips from her hands and jumping out of the bed. Her legs feels weird from not having so much movements, but she quickly picks up her pace and starts to head for the closet, hoping to find some sort of clothes to wear. She opens it and finds her sweats in there, probably put in there by Adam or her mother from when it was time for her to get out of the hospital. She reaches for it and heads for the bathroom, ignoring the remarks of the nurse.

"He couldn't have gone far" Clare states, texting away on her phone to Eli and Drew, telling them both not to worry anyone as they start their search for Adam.

"Let's go." Fiona says, leaving the room and walking out.

"You can't leave. You need to be discharged by the doctor." The nurse yells as she walks up to catch to her.

"Well my boyfriend is out there with no way of me reaching him and even though I should be furious with him right now, all I want is to find him and see if he's safe"

"Yeah and after this morning, I'm afraid of what he might do."

"Whoa wait…what happened this morning?"

Clare didn't want to worry Fiona even more, but knew that she would if she kept the fight from her.

"He and this sophomore got into this argument and from what I got from some students, he was called murderer and started to beat up Gabriel, the sophomore that called him that."

Fiona processed the information for a moment before focusing on what was important, finding Adam.

He walked down the street, kicking small rocks along the way. He couldn't believe that after all that he had done to not cause Fiona any pain; he turned out doing just that.

I just want to spare her from never feeling like she wasn't a Princess. From ever shedding a tear for me or feeling any pain her prefect self does not need. I just wanted her to never feel anything but happiness because that's all she deserves to feel. he thought to himself. He didn't really know were he was going. Adam was lost in thought when he felt someone's hands on his back and quickly felt the pavement on his face.

"I want a rematch" he heard from behind and still being dazed from the cheap assault, he slowly got to his feet and turned around to see who had dealt the blow, even though he already had a clue.

"What do you want?" Adam said to Gabriel.

"Can't you hear, murderer? I want my rematch"

"I'm not a murderer!" I yelled before lounging at the younger boy, both hitting the ground and landing blows. Adam was landing some punches square at Gabriel's face, repeating the same things from this morning, but suddenly things changed. He felt a few hands on him as they dragged him away from Gabriel and into the back alley before pushing him again to the ground. Adam quickly stood up and saw three other boys.

"I thought I'd even the odds in my favor" Gabriel spoke as they surrounded Adam in a circle. He looked around him and for the first time he felt scared. "By what? Cheating?" he said, not letting the fear show through.

He felt a slight pushed and tuned to one of the boys before feeling another push behind him, toppling forward as the guys he was staring at started to hit him square in his jaw, making him taste blood in his mouth. He felt a hit to his stomach and fell down to his knees, clinching his stomach in pain. Hit after hit made Adam lost more touch with where he was. He was feeling himself blacking out.

"Had enough?" He heard a voice echo over him. He spitted out whatever blood was in his mouth and laughed. "Is that the best you got?"

"Well maybe a kick to the face will suffice for you then!" the voice roared. Just then a loud thundering pop was heard. Adam heard feet scattering away from him as things got silent.

"Is he ok?" he heard a familiar voice say, but at the moment the image of that person's face didn't come to mind.

"There's a lot of blood." The voice spoke again "Maybe we should take him to the hospital?"

"No. Just grab an arm" said another voice, making Adam's blood turn to ice.

"No leave me alone" he mumbled as he felt someone pick him up and his arms make contact with someone's body as they where lifted from his sides.

"Shhh. You'll be ok, honey. Don't worry ok. I'm here. Everything is going to work out"

"So where are we taking him?"

"Your place, alright?...Good. Let's get going."

"Crap I shouldn't have parked so far away."

"Just shut up and help him to the car and…" that's all Adam heard before everything suddenly fogged up and went dark.

End of Chapter 6