A/N- Oh my gosh, I'm so deeply sorry that I haven't updated this story in a long time. I was on a really long vacation that totally sucked. But now, I'm back! I've been working on this chapter all week long and I hope it's long enough to make up the long wait for you :) Oh by the way, I have to tell you your reviews really make me so happy. It actually makes me want to update even more faster. Thank you! Okay, now onto the story!

Chapter Three

Title: I Can't Believe It

-AMC-

"Maggie?" Bianca said in disbelief.

"Maggie," Erica repeated.

Bianca laughed, "is this some sick joke? Because let me tell you, it isn't funny."

"Honey, I'm not joking. Look at her nose, her lips. Do you see any resemblance?"

"How can you even tell? She's all bruised up!"

A nurse, carrying some medical forms in a binder, arrived and went into Maggie's room. Erica pulled on Bianca's arm and dragged her into the room.

"Ma'am? Nurse?"

"Oh hello there, Ms. Kane. What can I do for you?"

"Did you get any information about this vict- patient?"

"You know I can't discuss any personal medical information regarding the patient to anyone outside of the family."

Erica cracked a smile, "no, that's not what I meant. I meant did you find her name?"

"Oh," the nurse said, extremely embarrassed, "sorry. I'll be with you in a moment."

The nurse walked away with the binder and flipped through it.

"I don't believe you. She can't possibly be Maggie. Not after what she did to me before she left. She can't come back. I won't let her back in my life," Bianca voiced her feelings.

"And what exactly did she do to you?" Erica asked, with a concerned expression on her face.

Bianca turned away, "Mom, I don't want to talk about it."

Bianca truly didn't want to deal with the situation. She didn't even attempt to try to get over what Maggie did to her. She basically forgot about it, even though when she was in Paris, Lena had tried to make her talk about it, to make her feel better. What Bianca didn't know was that Lena knew. Kendall had told her about what happened, and Lena knew if she told Bianca that Kendall told her so she could help her, Bianca wouldn't see it that way. She would see it as a huge betrayal.

"You never do! It's been five years for Christ's sake! I want to know what she did to you and-"

"Ahem," the nurse cleared her throat, signaling Erica to stop her bantering and turn around.

Bianca quickly spun around and walked next to Erica.

"Well?" Erica tried to rush the nurse. Lord knows she absolutely hated other people stalling important information.

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Bianca returned to the Boarding House. She thought about the recent events that certainly shook and possibly ripped her life apart. She reached inside her purse for the key; she couldn't wait to see Miranda and Opal, who was looking after her. She was so thankful of Opal when Opal didn't even have to look after her daughter since the fact that Myrtle Fargate had turned the Boarding House over to her just before her tragic death. Just thinking about Myrtle had always brought Bianca into tears. She quickly wiped them away, but it wasn't the only reason why. She knew the other reason, but she didn't dare think about it. She fumbled with the keys, trying to find the proper one so she could open the door, kiss Miranda good night and thank Opal, and then go to sleep, wishing that the events were only an extremely long, horrible nightmare. A crashing noise startled her. She dropped the keys and bent down to retrieve it; but her emotions got the best of her. She lightly fell onto the floor, covered her face with her hands, and let out sobs that wrecked her whole body.

"What the hell is wrong with you people! It was an accident, god! I'm going to sue you all for harassment!" a man yelled at a small crowd of people as he brushed his suit and fixed his collar. Then he walked into the hallway where Bianca was on the floor. He suddenly stopped when he saw her; his anger immediately went away after he sensed her sadness. He slowly walked up to her so he wouldn't scare her. He sat down next to Bianca and gently wrapped his arms around her and brought her into his shoulders. Bianca wrapped herself around him and sobbed even harder. After a while, Bianca calmed down and pulled herself out of the man's arm without looking at him.

"Oh, I'm sorry for doing that to you. I can't believe I did that, especially that we don't know each other," Bianca said as she wiped away the remaining tears on her face.

"Guess again."

Bianca looked up, and a shocked expression came across her face.

"Josh!"

Bianca engulfed him into a big hug.

"Trying to breathe here," Josh said.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! It's that I just missed you so much. It's been a long time since we've seen each other. I'm still glad you came to Paris even though it was only for a couple of days."

"So am I. I really needed it. So where's Lena?"

"Umm...it didn't work out. I'm moving back here."

"That's great! Not that it's great you guys didn't work it out, but you're back!"

Bianca laughed, "yeah. Oh do you want to come inside and see Miranda?"

"How can I not? I love my niece!"

Bianca got the right key in and opened the door. The lights were off, but then all of sudden, it went on; and Miranda came running across the room and jumped into Bianca's outstretched arms. Opal came in the living room and watched as Miranda hugged Bianca in admiration.

"Uncle Josh!" Miranda exclaimed and also hugged him.

"Hey there, squirt!"

After some conversation with Bianca, Josh, and Opal and also after laughing at Miranda's silly outbursts and actions, Miranda yawned, said good night to all three of them, and went to her room.

"Oops, look at the time! We better go now, dear." Opal said as she gave Bianca a kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah me too," Josh said, giving his younger sister a hug; and after Bianca sincerely gave them her thanks, they both left.

Bianca was alone once again with her thoughts. She just couldn't stop thinking about the events that occurred recently. As she walked toward Miranda's room, she slightly opened the door to see her daughter's sleeping form; and a single tear fell down. She kept the door ajar and walked to her room. She opened up her suitcase, got out her pajamas and changed into it. Then, she curled up on the bed, crying silently.

"I can't believe I hit Maggie."

She cried herself to sleep.

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