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Scott immediately turned his head to see Bella with her eyes open. He was at her beside post haste. Gently, his hand entangled hers as he slowly stroked her disheveled hair away from her face.
"Hey baby girl," he spoke softly as, his eyes never leaving her face, "How are you?"
Her voice was scratchy as she told him that she was mostly sore, but that she would fine…she hoped. She cautiously moved to sit up. A look of utter discomfort over took her bruised features. She glanced down to her wrists, which were purple and green. Her gaze trailed up her arm to the marks of dried blood. She felt like she had to sneeze and her hand went to her nose. Her head throbbed as she realized her nose must be broken. Her hand then flew to her head as Scott helped her by propping up her pillows and then doing the same with Bella. He asked her if she remembered what happened. She said that she had, in fact she remembered everything.
"Will you tell me baby girl? Will you tell me what happened?" He pleaded with her as his blue orbs began to swim with tears. He held her gaze, noticing that her once brilliant emerald eyes had faded into the green of an olive.
She turned her head slightly away as she began to speak. "Scott, I don't think I should…" he began to interrupt her, but her head snapped back in his direction and despite the distress placed on her neck from doing so, she asked him to just let her speak. "Scott, I know you. Hell," she chuckled to herself as she began, "I probably know you better than you know yourself." Her voice entered a whispering state as she mentioned that she knew all about Elaine and that she didn't think Scott needed to concentrate on anything else than getting better and out of Horizon.
Scott shook his head. "Bella, you are like a sister to me. I love you. I can't just let this go, I will figure out who did this to you, and they will pay, rest assure, they will pay." He gestured to her, "This doesn't make me love you any less. You're coming to Horizon and telling me about your pregnancy, doesn't make me love you any les." His gripped on her hand sporadically tightened at his last remark.
"Scott, I lost the baby."
"What? How do you know, I didn't think that the doctor had been in here yet."
"It's just a feeling. Before this…before everything, I felt whole. I felt like I finally knew what my purpose was…that I wasn't just Bella: Scott's friend or Bella: the smart one or Bella: the girl with the terrible home life," a sickening laugh escaped her lips, "I felt like Bella, just Bella. No title looming at the end of my name. And now I feel empty inside, and the title is back with a vengeance…Bella: the screw up."
He cradled her in his arms as a tear escaped the corner of her eye. "Oh baby, you aren't a screw up. You had no way of knowing what was going to happen. Everything happens for a reason. I believe that now. Peter taught me how to believe that."
"Scott?" Bella asked.
A muffled 'Yeah' reverberated on her forehead.
"Could you maybe not squeeze me so tight, it hurts a bit." Immediately he loosened his grasp on her and saw a smile playing on her lips. "Thank you Scott, for everything."
He smiled back at her and told her anytime. It was agreed that he would go back to Horizon for the night and come back the next day, if Peter allowed of course, and he said he would allow it.
Scott went 'home' to Horizon and was bombarded with questions from the Cliffhangers; he was patient with them and answered all of his questions. He told them he was going back tomorrow and Shelby asked if she could go with him, because after all, she owed Bella and apology. He agreed. Peter walked in on the group of students and told them it was time to go to their 'respected cabins and hit the hay.' Ezra was about to make a smart-ass comment about 'hitting the hay' when Peter silenced him with a glance.
The next day came, not soon enough for Scott. Peter, Shelby, and Scott piled into the vehicle and made their way to the hospital where Bella was being kept for observation. They walked down the long corridors to the nurse's station.
"Hi," Peter said to the nurse on duty. "I am Peter Scarbrow, and this is Scott Barringer and Shelby Merrick; we are here to see Bella Phillips."
The nurse glanced at them taking in their eager appearance before looking into the file labeled 'Phillips, Bella.' "I'm sorry," she stated, "Ms. Phillips has requested that there are to be no visitors." The nurse placed the file down and turned around to complete her work.
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