Robbie Shapiro walked into his girlfriend's hospital room after leaving to get some much needed fresh air. His heart sunk at the sight of his girlfriend lying in the large, white bed inside the room. He sighed and ran a hand over his face as he closed the door behind him, dropping his jacket on the soft, red armchair by the door before making his way over to the bed. He was still in his clothes from the bar. He hadn't gone home to change yet. He didn't care.
He wasn't even sure how it all happened.
One minute, he left Cat to go the bathroom, the next minute he found out that "some redhead was being beat up by some Northridge skanks," or at least that's how he found out anyway. He, Beck and Jade had rushed out of the bar and onto the street where they had heard cheering coming from the alley beside the bar.
By the time they found her, Cat was unconscious, lying on the cold ground in the alley. Her face was completely bruised and bloodied and her dress was totally shredded to pieces.
Everything after that moment was pretty much a blur to Robbie. He briefly remembered wrapping Cat in his jacket as Jade sobbed behind him. He also vaguely remembered running out onto the street and yelling for a cab. But besides those moments, everything else was a blur.
Now, Robbie sighed as he sat down next to Cat's bed, reaching out and taking the redhead's small, bruised hand in his own. His throat choked up as he looked at his girlfriend. She was barely recognisable, but he knew her better than he knew himself. And even with all the bandages, dried blood, and wires attached to her skin, she was still stunning. She would always be stunning to Robbie.
Behind him, the door opened again, this time revealing Beck and Jade, who were also still in their clothes from the bar. Jade's make-up was smudged and halfway down her face, and Beck's eyes were red rimmed as the couple entered the room, closing the door softly behind them.
"Any news?" Robbie asked, his voice hoarse from the screaming and crying he had done several hours prior.
Beck shook his head as Jade made a bee line towards Cat, her eyes clouding over with tears once again as she grabbed her best friend's free hand in her own.
"They're not telling us anything," Beck croaked, walking over and squeezing Jade's shoulder from behind.
"What about Cat's parents?" Robbie asked, squeezing his girlfriend's hand tightly in his own.
Beck shrugged before Jade answered softly, hoarsely, "They're in New York visiting Cat's grandparents. They're getting the first flight back to LA in the morning."
Robbie's tired eyes found the large clock on the wall and he wasn't surprised to find that it was almost three in the morning. They had already been at the hospital for a good four hours, and still they knew nothing about Cat's injuries or whether or not she was going to be okay.
"Are you guys heading home?" Robbie questioned a few moments later.
Jade shook her head instantly, "I'm not leaving. No way."
Beck glanced back to the clock, "I should probably go. My parents are worried, and I'll need to update everyone about Cat," he breathed, running his hands over his face as he yawned tiredly. He leaned over to Cat and lightly pressed his lips to her forehead as a silent goodbye.
Robbie smiled softly and nodded, "Well, thanks. Y'know, for just being here," he said as he stood up, allowing Beck to embrace him into a tight hug.
"I'll be back tomorrow," Beck told him, patting his shoulder before turning to Jade. Her face crumpled and her head fell forwards onto his chest as he wrapped his arms around her tightly, "It'll be okay, she'll be fine, baby," he breathed.
Jade lifted her head and wiped her tears away, nodding softly. Beck dipped his head and caught her lips with his, lingering for a moment before pulling back. He pulled on his denim jacket and fished out his car keys before leaving the room.
"She'll be okay, right?" Robbie breathed as he looked up at Jade.
Jade's eyes never left Cat's face as she nodded silently, not trusting herself to speak in fear of breaking down again. Her fingers traced patterns on the back of Cat's hand as a way of distracting herself from the situation. She prayed that Cat would be okay, and if -god forbid- she wasn't okay, Jade swore she would make it her mission to find those Northridge girls.
They would not get away with this