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Chapter 13: Safe

"Wait! I got a text from Bianca!" Fitz says, anxiously opening it.

He looks at the picture and scrunches his eyebrows, "I don't know what it means."

She takes a look at the message, studying it carefully, "Never let the fear of striking out, keep you from playing the game."

"I know where she is." She says.

When she's far away enough, she starts to walk. She can't get the picture of Vince's face out of her head. She keeps thinking, "Why would he do that for me? Did he really care like he said?" Sweat is dripping from her forehead and all she can think about is Vince and her baby. She's scarred, and she only hopes that this won't force her to have a miscarriage. She almost chuckles at the thought, because if this were a few weeks ago, she would have been wishing to have a miscarriage. She rubs her belly, and she hopes that God wouldn't allow that to happen to her.

God. She still doesn't know if she fully believes in God, but she feels like He's helped her this far, so maybe he is real.

She's drowned in her own thoughts when she hears someone calling her. She turns her head to see that it's her aunt, and Fitz. She rolls her eyes. A little too late. She thinks to herself but with the information she had given them, she knew it would take a while for them to find out where she was.

The police are right behind them, and they badgered her with questions before being directed to the place where she was recently kidnapped. They let her go, seeing how exhausted she is, but she knows they will further question her the next day.

Her aunt opens the car door and pulls her into a hug, and Bianca stiffens at the affection, still not completely use to it,"What happened? You're bleeding Bianca...are you ok?!"

Bianca doesn't say anything as her aunt leaders her into the car and she's taken home. Her aunt keeps asking her what's happened and all Bianca can say is that, she's not ok. She tries her best to hide her tears. She's always hated crying. Fitz wraps an arm around Bianca as she continues to wipe the tears that spill down her face.

"Bee, what happened?" Fitz asks, but she just shakes her head, not wanting to talk. She finally arrives at home and Bianca lays down on the couch next to Fitz. Her aunt makes some tea for all of them. She looks at Bianca with pleading eyes and sighs, "Will you be ok?"

Bianca nods. But that's not enough for her aunt, "Please Bianca...I need to know what happened."

She sighs, she knows she would have to tell them sometime, but she just wasn't in the mood to talk about it. She draws in a deep breath as Fitz grabs her hand reassuringly, "Vince...- she almost chokes by saying his name- he kidnapped me...they wanted me back in the gang."

"I'm sorry Bianca." Her aunt cries, but she shrugs it off.

Fitz rubs her back, "I'm so sorry Bianca."

"How did you escape?" Her aunt asks, and she takes another sip of her tea.

"I just...I-I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to think about it anymore." Bianca says, heading to her room. She knows she's not coming out for a very long time. She just doesn't want to deal with anyone. She tries to find some peace in her sleep by forcing her eyes shut, but every-time she closes her eyes, she hears Vince's voice, or remembers the slap to the face she received by his friend, or the scream he let out when he was shot.

Fitz! I need your help I-

"No." She shakes her head, not wanting to remember.

"I'm fucking pregnant...and it's yours."

She touches her stomach, feeling as if she's running out of oxygen.

"NOO!" And there Vince lied on the floor, covered in blood.

"NOO!" Bianca shots, punching a whole through the wall with her bare fist. She grabs her first immediately, feeling as if it's broken.

"Bee!" She hears someone shout, but then everything goes blurry.

"Bee!" She keeps hearing someone call her, and she feels someone lift her up. She shakes her head, her vision coming back to her. She sees Fitz sitting there on the bed, holding her up.

"W-What?" She says, her voice barely audible.

"You're not ok. You were practically shaking in your bed." He tells her, his eyes filled with concern.

"Where's my auntie?" She asks.

"She's in the shower right now. I was going to leave but I thought I'd come say goodbye." He replies.

Silence.

"Bianca, it's going to be ok." He says, hugging her.

She sniffs his scent, and she smiles, "Thanks..."

He kisses her forehead, "Try to get some sleep."