Here for You

Four

Biana Pov:

Black. All that I knew was black.

I felt a hand in mine. I squinted in the bright light, trying to recognise who was holding my hand.

"T-tammy?"

"Shh, Bia, It is going to be ok." he whispered. Then, the world went black again.

...

The next time I woke up, there was a different face hovering above me. Elwin! Wait, why is Elwin here?

"Biana!" he exclaimed. "How are you feeling?"

I tried to sit up, but yelped as a searing pain shot through my arm.

"What happened?" I moaned.

Elwin handed me a pink elixir, and handed it to me. I downed it in one gulp.

"There are some people here to see you." he said with a small smile. Elwin stepped back, and revealed my parents and my brother. They all rushed towards me, and hugged me tightly. A tear slipped down my mom's face, and my dad pulled held her tightly. Then Fitz stepped foreward.

"Biana, are you alright?" he asked. I sighed.

"Honestly, Fitz, I have no idea what happened, I don't even know why I'm here instead of at home." I sniffed.

My parents rushed into me, and Alden pulled me tight, whispering to me that there was no reason to worry. After a few minutes of being hugged by my parents, Elwin needed to check up on me, and shooed them out. It was sickeningly painful to move, considering that half of my body was covered with stiff, white bandages.

Thirty minutes later, after drinking a wide assortment of sickening elixirs, Elwin brought in a basket. I looked at it curiously.

"What's that?" I asked. Elwin smiled smugly.

"Just a few gifts." He said. My entire face lit up at the mention of gifts, and i tried to reach for the basket. Elwin set it into my lap, and when i saw the contents, my expression switched from delighted to embarrassed. I ruffled through the basket, finding a few packs of valentines day chocolate, about fifty get well cards, and the worst, at least 10 sets of crush cuffs in various shades of pink. Except for a plate of home baked rifflepuffs from Sophie, and a few other trinkets from my friends, nothing in the box meant anything to me.

I was both surprised and heartbroken. Did everyone really only see me as a pretty face? If they cared a bit about my personality, they would know that I hated the color pink, and that milk chocolate was the absolute worst. I sighed, feeling like I would always be second.

As I sat there, staring at the basket of gifts, I heard the door open. I ignored the sound, certain that nobody was here for me. I was even more surprised when I felt a body settle in next to mine, and ask,

"Bia? Are you alright?" I sighed, feeling a tear trickle down the side of my face, then being absorbed by the bandage.

"No Tam, do you think I would be alright?" He flinched, looking taken aback by my harsh tone.

"Bia, I'm sorry-" I sent him a death glare. "Tam, I am stuck in this bed, in the hospital wing of Foxfire. I have no idea what time it is, or even why I am stuck in these bandages. And to make matters worse, I've been given ten pairs of crush cuffs, all in my least favorite color, pink. Along with that, they gave me MILK CHOCOLATE!"

By now, tears were streaming down my face, and I was practically screaming. Tam looked genuinely scared.

"Biana?" he whispered. "Do you want me to tell you what happened?"

I nodded weakly, tears still dripping down my chin. Tam described the battle with the neverseen, and how I had battled Vespera, ending up covered in shards of mirror. He gently pulls me closer, and hugs me tight.

"Bia, I will never understand what you are going through right now, but please remember that I am here. Always. Ok?"

"Ok." I whisper.

Tam Pov:

Frankly, I was shocked. I had never seen the sweet, smiling Biana that I knew lash out at anyone like that, and honestly, I didn't blame her. The get well notes were generic, and clearly had no emotion in them. That, along with the fact that she was gifted with the generic pink crush cuffs, ten of them in fact, was even worse.

I wanted to pick her up, and comfort her, and make her smile again. But when I explained about the scars that she would have, her quiet sobs resumed.

I sat with Biana until she fell back to sleep, braiding her hair, and talking to her. Eventually, her eyelids began to droop and, with a light peck on the forehead, I left the hospital wing.

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-Jeff